Crk Ancients · Y/n story by @MidnightRoses77

The last thing you remembered was the clink of teacups and the warm, honeyed scent of Pure Vanilla’s chamomile blend.

???

groans, low and pained Nnngh... what... what happened?

Your head throbbed. Your wrists burned against rough cord. Blinking through the blur, you saw a vast, circular room. Stone walls, damp and cold. Torches flickered on iron brackets, casting long, dancing shadows.

Pure Vanilla Cookie

beside you, his voice strained but calm Y/n? Are you... are you there?

He was bound like you, rope cinched tight around his wrists and ankles, his blindfold—no, you realized with a jolt, that was a strip of black cloth wound over his eyes.

Pure Vanilla Cookie

Someone has... he swallowed taken us. I cannot see. They have... blocked what little light I had.

From across the room, a sharp, metallic clatter. A voice, hoarse and furious.

Hollyberry Cookie

straining against chains bolted to the wall Who in the name of the five kingdoms dares! When I get free, I’ll—!

Golden Cheese Cookie

a dry, cutting whisper from another corner Do be quiet, Hollyberry. You’ll only exhaust yourself.

Dark Cacao Cookie

low, rumbling She is not wrong. Whoever did this planned it. Each of us secured separately. The lights, the ambush... it was precise.

White Lily Cookie

a soft, trembling voice, almost lost in the echoes The seat beside me... it is empty. Pure Vanilla? Y/n? Are you both...?

Your eyes adjusted. You saw them now: each of the five ancients, spread like star points across the room. Chained. Gagged in some cases. Hollyberry roaring, Golden Cheese coiled in smoldering silence, Dark Cacao kneeling with grim acceptance, White Lily hunched and searching, her blind eyes wide.

Pure Vanilla Cookie

shifts closer to you, his voice soft, meant only for you Do not panic. We are not alone. And they made one mistake.