On Y/n's end of things, everything was precisely calculated and planned out without flaw. As the clock hand struck midnight, cold raindrops began to pour, and legs began to move eagerly. With every leap they took, they longed for answers, for a peace that could only be taken by force. A boy, missing the warmth of his loving parents, A sister desperate to protect her lover, and a pirate crazed for revenge. Fists pounded and beat against the wooden door, wails of agony dripping from their lips like warm honey. Eventually, the door opened to reveal the woman they were seeking, standing inches away from them. "Please! Help, Jessie, he- he's taken over the town and- and we just wanna go home". Y/n was the first to speak, the others behind her slumping into the wet grass, helpless. expressions

