Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe.
Alexa (in her head): A lot has happened since the Tournament of Nevermore, I've been getting a lot of thanks and messages from so many people, people like Caitlin Clark, Will Smith, Eminem, Taylor Swift have all talked about how they heard stories about Blade and what he was doing back in the day, it wasn't that bad as what he was doing this generation but it was still bad. Things have changed, well not a lot because, everything is normal and there hasn't been much trouble, which is a weird thing. Look what I'm trying to say is after the Tournament of Nevermore...our family-the Zero family...things just aren't the same anymore. No one can sense Blade's energy and right before he left, dad got the 10% of his power back. Not to mention dad just disappeared too. Goody went back to the ghost realm and we haven't heard from Sun or his group in a long time. Things have just been crazy and I don't know if it's for better or for worse. But during my first year here I met a young girl, couldn't be older than 10, her name is Eveline, I believe she's a normal human, I found her in a cold, stormy night, it was like 30 degrees outside at the time. So I decided to take her in and since I'm enjoying my time here at Nevermore, she's living with me and Enid in our dorm room thanks to Principal Weems. Before I forget to say the rules have changed in the Tournament of Nevermore too, the winner and second place gets to go here at Nevermore but we changed it to first place gets to be here. It's been a semester and a half now, can't wait to finish this year. Now as I'm writing this, I still feel a massive flock of grief, and I think I know why too. But I need to know that Blade is safe.
Eveline: Mama, auntie Enid wanted you to know that you'll be late for fencing!
Alexa (in her head): Did I forget to mention she calls me "mama" or "mommy?"
Alexa closes her diary and looks behind her.
Alexa: Thank you dear. You gonna stay here?
Eveline: Mhm!
Alexa giggles and walks over to Eveline patting her head.
Alexa: Way too adorable.
Over in Jersey. Jauntily macabre music starts to play and we can see a high school, Nancy Reagan High School. Students are laughing on the hallway as footsteps echo throughout the hallway. A girl in black, who everyone avoids walks down the hallway with no emotion written on her face. This being the one of Goody's descendants and the one to play the cello for my entrance, Wednesday Addams.
Wednesday (in her head): I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was, to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools.
Her eyes move back and forth staring at students and teachers that gaze upon her.
Wednesday (in her head): Run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago...but I admire the sadism.
Her footsteps continue, as the school bell rings Wednesday notices jocks that are guffawing at a locker with drawings on it not even noticing her, she walks towards the locker as the jocks start to leave. She opens the locker and a boy tied up with an apple in his mouth looks at her and he falls to the floor with a thud. She drops down and pulls the apple out of his mouth.
Wednesday: I want names.
???: I don't know who they were, honest. It happened so fast.
Wednesday: Pugsley, emotion equals weakness. Pull yourself together.
Pugsley whimpers as Wednesday undoes the rope around him.
Wednesday: Now.
Eerie whooshing could be heard as Wednesday's head suddenly shoots up and it looks like she's seeing the past. The jocks were bullying her brother, asking if he was scared before they tied him up and put him in the locker with the apple in his mouth. The school bell rings again.
Pugsley: You ok?
Wednesday (in her head): I'm not about to confess to my brother that I've recently been plagued by visions. They come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn. (Out loud) Leave this to me.
With that Wednesday stands up and heads off leaving her brother Pugsley tied up.
Puglesy: Wednesday? What are you gonna do?
She turns around.
Wednesday: What I do best.
"Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" by Edith Piaf plays. In the pool guys could be seen swimming enjoying a practice, Wednesday walks up the stairs.
Jock 1: Yo, Dalton look. Pigsley's sister.
Dalton: Hey, freak. This is a closed practice.
The jocks chuckle.
Wednesday: The only person who gets to torture my brother is me.
Wednesday holds up two bags filled with piranhas, the jocks look at her with realization noticing what she's holding. They immediately start to swim away as Wednesday drops both bags into the water. With a smirk Wednesday's piranhas head towards Dalton not caring for the other jocks. The piranhas make it to him as Dalton shriek, Wednesday gains a sadistic smile looking into the crystal clear water that starts to turn crimson red due to Dalton's blood filling the pool and the elegant music swells, then fades away. Driving down a road is a custom 1950 Cadillac Hearse Edition, the radio squawks, and starts playing "In Dreams" by Roy Orbison. In the car Gomez, her father starts to sing along with the song. Her little brother is in the front with their driver Lurch. Her mother, Morticia joins in. Wednesday closes her eyes feeling nauseous staring at her parents, birds thud in time with the music, the two both start moaning and leaning in until they start kissing.
Morticia: Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the cold shoulder?
Wednesday looks behind her to look at the driver.
Wednesday: Lurch, please remind my parents that I'm no longer speaking to them.
Lurch grunts in response.
Gomez: I promise you, my little viper, you will love Nevermore. Won't she, Tish?
Morticia: Of course. It's the perfect school for her.
Wednesday: Why? Because it was the perfect school for you? I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the Dark Prom, President of the Seance Society.
Morticia: I merely meant that finally you will be among peers who understand you. Maybe you'll even make some friends, oh, especially that Alexa girl. Me and your father have had a terrible time when we first saw her.
Gomez: Yes, she is very fascinating, with her friend Annahbelle who's our little viper's favorite person. She'll be a terrible person for our viper.
Wednesday: Alexa? I do not have any memory of her, have I met her before?
Gomez: Yes you have, you remember when you played your cello for one of the worst entrances ever and how you had to prepare for it?
Wednesday nods as a flashback of Wednesday, Morticia, and Gomez all walking up to me and Alexa.
Alexa: There here!
I look up and see three people.
Me: You didn't tell me that three people were going to be playing cello.
Alexa: Yeah, cause one person is going to play the cello for you. Blade meet Wednesday, Wednesday meet Blade.
Me: Hey.
Wednesday: Hello.
We both stare at each other for a while not saying anything.
Alexa: Well, since you guys are here how bout you guys go prepare?
Me: Eh. Come on.
I turn around and walk towards the stage with Wednesday following. I give Wednesday a run down of what's happening and what she's going to do then we get started. End of flashback. A gate with "Nevermore Academy" on the front opens as the car drives in then it closes.
Morticia: (Sighs) At least it's turning into a beautiful day.
Bell's toll, thunder rumbles and the sky is full of grey clouds as they pull up to Nevermore Academy.
In Weems office.
Weems: Wednesday is certainly a unique name. I'm guessing it was the day you were born?
Wednesday respond quickly.
Wednesday: I was born on Friday the 13th.
Morticia: Her name comes from a line from my favorite nursery rhyme, "Wednesday's child is full of woe."
Weems: You always had a unique perspective on the world, Morticia.
Morticia: Hmm.
Weems: Did your mother tell you we were roommates back in the day?
Morticia gains a small smile on her face.
Wednesday: And you graduated with your sanity intact? Impressive.
Weems: You've certainly had a very interesting educational journey. Eight schools in five years.
Wednesday: They haven't built one strong enough to hold me. I bet this place won't be any different.
Gomez: I believe what our daughter is trying to say, is that she greatly appreciates the opportunity.
Weems: Nevermore doesn't usually accept students mid-term, but given Wednesday's perfect grades and your family's long history with the school, I've spoken with the board and we've made an exception.
Quirky music plays in the background as Gomez and Morticia look at each other and smile, glad that their daughter has been accepted into Nevermore.
Morticia: Larissa, what about Wednesday's, um... therapy sessions? The court ordered them.
Weems: Hmm. The school has a relationship with a therapist in Jericho. She can meet twice a week.
Gomez: Did you hear that, my little storm cloud? You're in excellent hands.
Wednesday: We'll see if she survives the first session.
Weems: I've assigned you to your mother's old dorm. Ophelia Hall.
Morticia gasps and chuckles excitedly. Wednesday looks at her mother who's smiling.
Wednesday: Refresh my memory. Ophelia's the one who kills herself after being driven mad by her family, correct?
Gomez tries to think if that's true. Morticia nods and Wednesday looks back at Weems.
Weems: Should we go meet your new roommates?
Wednesday: Roommates?
The next scene cuts to Morticia's old dorm fit for three beds and it is full of color, Enid is sitting at her desk typing stuff on her computer while Eveline sits on Alexa's bed playing with a stuffed bear. The two look up and see Wednesday, Weems, Morticia and Gomez walk into the room. Morticia gasps as she sees her old dorm room filled with color.
Gomez: It's so... vivid.
Enid walks up to Wednesday.
Enid: (Inhales excitedly) Howdy, roomie.
Weems: Wednesday, this is Enid Sinclair, your roommate. The girl on the other bed is also your roommate but she's too young to attend class, her name is Eveline. Your other roommate is helping me by running some errands, you might know her as she is Alexa Zero.
Enid gets a worried expression as she looks at Wednesday's pale face.
Enid: Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale.
Eveline: She looks like a ghost.
Gomez: Wednesday always looks half-dead.
Enid: Oh. (Opens her arms up for a hug) Welcome to Ophelia Hall.
Enid takes a step close to Wednesday who takes a step back.
Enid: Not a hugger. Got it.
Morticia: Please excuse Wednesday. She's allergic to color.
Enid: Oh, wow. What happens to you?
Wednesday (flatly): I break out into hives and then the flesh peels off my bones.
Weems: Luckily, we've special ordered you a uniform. (Chuckles) Enid, please take Wednesday to the registrar's office to pick it up along with a copy of her schedule, and give her a tour along the way.
Enid smiles as she gets to enjoy time with her new roommate. Wednesday turns around and glaring at both of her parents who don't say a thing and don't smile at her, Wednesday walks out of the room with Enid skipping behind her passing the older Addams's.
Enid: Nevermore was founded in 1791 to medicate people like us. Outcasts, freaks, monsters, fill in your favorite marginalized group here.
Wednesday: You can save the sanitized sales pitch. I don't plan on staying here for long.
Enid: Why not?
Wednesday: This was my parents' idea.
Wednesday looks and she sees an old photo of her mother smiling with other people in a fencing club.
Wednesday: Oh look, there's my mother smirking at me. They've been looking for any excuse to send me here. It's all a part of their nefarious yet completely obvious plan.
Enid: (Smiling) What plan?
Wednesday: To turn me into a version of themselves.
Enid: Well in that case, perhaps you can clear something up. Rumor's been swirling around that you killed a kid at your old school, and your parents pulled strings to get you off.
Wednesday: Actually, it was two kids, but who's counting?
Enid looks disturbed at that fact. Enid opens up a pair of double doors to a place where a bunch of students are hanging around at.
Enid: Welcome to the quad.
Wednesday: It's a pentagon.
Enid: The whole snarky Goth girl thing might have worked at normie school, but here things are different. Let me give you a wiki on Nevermore's social scene.
They both start walking along the edges of the quad.
Wednesday: I'm not interested in participating in tribal adolescent clichés.
Enid: Well, then use it to fill your obviously bottomless pit of disdain. There are many flavors of outcasts here, but the four main cliques are Fangs, Furs, Stoners, and Scales. (Points to a group of students wearing sunglasses) Those are the Fangs, AKA vampires. Some of them have literally been here for decades. That bunch of knuckleheads are Furs, AKA werewolves. Like me!
The furs howl.
Enid: Full moons get pretty loud around here. That's when Furs wolf out. I suggest you pick up some noise-canceling headphones.
Wednesday: I'm assuming scales are sirens?
Enid: You catch on quick. And that girl, Bianca Barclay, is the closest thing Nevermore has to royalty. Well, if you don't count Alexa.
Enchanting whooshing can be heard as Bianca plays around with the water in the fountain.
Enid: Although her crowns been slipping lately. She used to date our resident torture artist? Xavier Thorpe. But they break up at the beginning of the semester. Reason unknown.
Xavier turns around and he sees Bianca looking at him.
Wednesday (with so much sarcasm): Fascinating.
Enid: I know, right? My vlog is, like, the number one source for Nevermore gossip.
Enid turns around hearing her name being called by someone.
???: Yo, Enid! You're not gonna believe the dirt I heard about your new roommate. She eats human flesh. Totally chowed down on that kid she murdered.
A snake appears from out of his beanie.
???: You better watch your back.
Enid steps aside to reveal Wednesday, the same student that ??? was just talking about.
Wednesday: Quite the contrary. (The snake goes back into ??? beanie) I actually fillet the bodies of my victims, then feed them to my menagerie of pets.
Enid: Ajax, this is me and Alexa's new roommate, Wednesday.
Ajax: Whoa. You're in black and white. Like a living Instagram filter.
Enid: Ignore him. (Pushes Ajax away) Gorgons spend way too much time getting stoned. He's cute, but clueless. You know it's a small school. There wasn't much online about you. You should really get on Insta, Snapchat and TikTok.
Wednesday: I find social media to be a soul-sucking void of meaningless affirmation.
Wednesday turns around walks away. Waiting by the car was her family that see her walking in her Nevermore uniform. Gomez walks up to Wednesday and puts an arm around her.
Gomez: Look at you, my little deathtrap. Seeing you in this uniform brings back so many terrible memories. Doesn't it, Tish?
Morticia: Yes. Why don't you boys wait in the car? Wednesday and I need a moment.
Pugsley walks up to Wednesday and hugs her but she doesn't hug back.
Wednesday: Pugsley, you're soft and weak. You'll never survive without me. I give you two months, tops.
Pugsley: I'm gonna miss you, too, sis.
Lurch opens the door for Gomez and Pugsley.
Morticia: Any plans you have of running away end right now. I've alerted all family members to contact me the minute you darken their doorstep. You have nowhere to go. And don't even think about trying to locate Blade.
Wednesday: Blade? What do you mean?
Morticia: You'll find out if you investigate enough, I know you can find it sooner or later.
Wednesday: As usual, you underestimate me, Mother. I will escape this educational penitentiary, and you will never hear from me again.
Morticia: (Sighs) You are a brilliant girl, Wednesday, but sometimes you get in your own way. I'm sure you'll grow to love Nevermore, and find it as life-changing as I did. Oh, I got you a little something.
Morticia pulls out a talisman.
Morticia: W. M. Our initials. It's made of obsidian, which Aztec priests used to conjure visions. It's a symbol of our connection.
Wednesday looks down at the talisman then back at her mother.
Wednesday: Which one of your spirits suggested this toe-curling tchotchke? I'm not you, Mother. I will never fall in love, or be a housewife, or have a family.
Morticia: I'm told girls your age say hurtful things, and I shouldn't take it to heart.
Wednesday: Fortunately, you don't have one.
Morticia smiles at the kind words Wednesday spoke to her.
Morticia: Finally, a kind word for your mother. (Turns to Lurch) Lurch, the crystal ball, please.
Lurch hands her a bag.
Morticia: We can't talk to you for the first week while you're settling in, so we'll call you next Sunday.
Morticia hands Wednesday the bag and brings her hand to touch but she doesn't, respecting Wednesday. Delicate, emotional music plays in the background. Morticia gets in the car and it drives away with Gomez looking at his lover.
Gomez: (Pulls out a handkerchief and hands it to Morticia) Don't worry, my love. Our little scorpion won't be alone.
Gomez flips a switch and underneath the car an appendage with stitches across it falls out of the undercarriage and heads to Nevermore. Thunder booms as rain falls and in the woods two cops stand over a dismembered head.
???: Where's the rest of him?
Female cop: Well, the torso and arm are over there. We found a leg by the lake. There's an arm in that tree over there, and the rest of the parts are so far unaccounted for. It matches the profile of the other two attacks last week.
???: All right, issue a warning. Keep hikers out of the woods. Don't approve any more campfire permits for the foreseeable future.
Female cop: What do you want me to tell the press? You know they're going to be swarming like mosquitoes in July.
???: Tell them the bear is back.
Female cop: You don't really believe that, Sheriff.
Sheriff: No, I don't. Whatever did this wasn't human. Unless they were Annahbelle, girl won't stop until she's satisfied. Look, I know these murders are connected to Nevermore. I just can't prove it yet. So until I can... it's a goddamn bear.
It's now night and in the shared room of Alexa, Wednesday, Enid and Eveline. Wednesday, out of her uniform is getting rid of the color on her side of the room, making sure not to make a lot of noise because, even if she doesn't care she doesn't want to wake up Eveline. Mainly because she feels like she's connected to something out of her range. Enid walks and closes the door after noticing Eveline sleeping, she marches up to Wednesday while making sure not to disturb Eveline.
Enid: What the hell did you do to me and Alexa's room?
Wednesday: Dividing me, Alexa's, and your equally. (Kicks the decals to the other half of the room) It looks like a rainbow vomited on your side.
Enid: I-
Wednesday: Silence would be appreciated. This is my writing time.
Wednesday pulls up her sleeves and sits in front of her typewriter.
Enid: Your writing time?
Wednesday: I devote an hour a day to my novel. Perhaps if you did the same, your blog might be coherent. I've read serial killer diaries with better punctuation.
Enid: I write in my voice. It's my truth. It's what my followers love.
Wednesday: Your followers are clearly imbeciles. They respond to your stories with insipid little pictures.
Wednesday gets out of her chair and walks towards Enid while staying on her side of the room.
Enid: Uh, you mean, emojis? It's how people express their feelings. You know, I realize that's a foreign concept to you.
Wednesday: When I look at you, the following emojis come to mind. Rope, shovel, hole.
She turns around to go back to her desk.
Wednesday: By the way, there are two D's in Addams. If you're going to gossip about me, at least spell my name correctly.
Enid's music player beeps, and it starts playing a peppy pop song which makes Wednesday instantly turn.
Wednesday: Turn that off.
Enid only dances at Wednesday's demand. She starts to make her back towards her.
Wednesday: This is your final warning.
Enid lets out a playful "Rawr" as her nails become claws.
Enid: Don't mess with me. This kitty's got claws, and I'm not afraid to use them.
???: Good evening, girls.
The door opens causing both girls to turn their heads. They see a red hair woman walking in holding a plant. She closes the door and walks in front of them. Enid cuts the music off.
???: Oh, sorry about the mud. I wanted to make sure Wednesday was settling in.
The girls shuffle away from each other and ??? takes notice and she steps on both sides of the room to make it even for them.
Ms. Thornhill: Ah. Is this a bad time? I'm Ms. Thornhill, your dorm mom. Apologies, I wasn't here to greet you when you arrived. I trust Enid has given you the old Nevermore welcome.
Enid smiles as she gave her a tour and a rundown of Nevermore.
Wednesday: She's been smothering me with hospitality. I hope to return the favor. In her sleep.
Enid loses her smile and looks over at Wednesday.
Ms. Thornhill: Well, here's a little welcome gift from my conservatory.
Wednesday grabs the flower that Ms. Thornhill brought for her.
Ms. Thornhill: I try to match the right flower to each of my girls. And when I read your personal statement in your application, I immediately thought of this one.
Wednesday: The black dahlia.
Ms. Thornhill: Oh, you know it?
Wednesday: Of course. It's named after my favorite unsolved murder. Thank you.
Ms. Thornhill: Okey-dokey. Before I leave, I want to go over a few house rules. Lights off at 10:00, no loud music, and no boys, ever.
Wednesday: What's the story about going into the local town?
Ms. Thornhill: Passes to Jericho are a privilege, not a right. It's a brisk 25-minute walk, or there's a shuttle on the weekends. The locals are a tad bit wary about Nevermore, so please don't go making any waves, or perpetuating any outcast stereotypes. (Looks at Enid) That means keep your claws to yourself, (looks at Wednesday) and no smothering people in their sleep. Are we clear?
She looks at both of them before she smiles and shrugs her shoulders.
Ms. Thornhill: Great talk.
She chuckles and leaves the dorm room. Alexa walks in after Ms. Thornhill leaves and she is instantly rushed into a hug from Enid.
Enid: It's felt so long since I've seen you! How come you're late?
Alexa: Oh, I'm sorry I was trying to find my brother again. I just can't even pinpoint where his energy is.
Alexa looks over at Wednesday and smiles.
Alexa: It's been quite a while hasn't it Wednesday? How are you enjoying Nevermore?
Wednesday: Nevermore feels like I'm in a prison that's torturing me. And not in a good way.
Alexa: Oh yeah, I forgot that you have...a unique family.
The scene cuts to Nevermore in the day. Foils clatter signaling that we're in a fencing class. Wednesday, in her black fencing gear walks through the middle of fencing battles, Xavier takes off his mask and looks at the girl. The hand follows Wednesday not wanting to give its location away. A fencer grunts and falls to the ground, Wednesday stops and looks at the fencer who sits up and takes off his mask.
???: Coach, Coach, she tripped me.
Coach: It was a clean strike, Rowan.
Bianca: Maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn't suck. Seriously, Coach, when am I gonna get some real competition?
Coach: Oh, so you want to go up against Alexa again?
Bianca turns to Alexa who's sitting on a bench, watching the fencing match's. Bianca remembers the time she went up against Alexa only to get humiliated, that was her first and last time ever facing her.
Bianca: Besides her.
The Coach gives Rowan his glasses back.
Bianca: Anyone else who's not Alexa want to challenge me?
Wednesday: I do.
Bianca turns around looking at Wednesday, ominous music plays in the background.
Bianca: Oh, you must be the psychopath they let in.
Wednesday: And you must be the self-appointed Queen Bee. Interesting thing about bees. Pull out their stingers, and they drop dead.
Fencers: Ooh!
Bianca looks at the fencers that "Ooh'd" at her before looking back at Wednesday.
Bianca: Rowan doesn't need you to come to his defense. He's not helpless, he's lazy.
Wednesday: Are we doing this or not?
Bianca backs up to her spot and Wednesday takes her spot across the mat.
Coach: En garde.
Dramatic music plays as Wednesday and Bianca put their masks on and Alexa immediately walks up next to the Coach and looks at the two. The two begin dueling, Alexa watches them go back and forth, she watches as Wednesday ducks down and hit Bianca.
Coach: Point to Wednesday.
Alexa (in her head): It was just like Blade's movement. I can tell that she definitely picked up his agility.
Wednesday stands back up and they start dueling again, back and forth until Bianca hits Wednesday on the head.
Coach: The score is even.
At this point the two has garnered the attention of most of the class, none expecting Wednesday to score the first point and none expecting it to be tied.
Alexa (in her head): Wednesday tried going for her legs, if Bianca didn't jump back Wednesday would've got the point and won. She must've knew she would go for a low attack, or maybe she just has fast reaction time.
Wednesday and Bianca both take off their mask.
Bianca: That first point was clearly beginner's luck. Let's finish this.
The two circle each other.
Wednesday: For the final point, I would like to invoke a military challenge. No masks. No tips.
Fencers: Ooh.
Wednesday: Winner draws first blood.
Wednesday stands next to the Coach looking at Bianca with her dull, black eyes. Everyone's eyes widen at the "winner draws first blood" statement.
Coach: It's your decision, Bianca.
Bianca: Let's see if you bleed in black and white.
Bianca tosses her mask and Wednesday gives Alexa her mask. The two immediately start the final duel. Alexa can see the grace that Wednesday has with her moves. It doesn't take long for a saber to slice someone open. Wednesday touches her forehead and she sees her blood.
Bianca: Your face finally got that splash of color it so desperately needed. (Chuckles)
In the nurses office Wednesday sits there, upset? Can't really tell with a face that hosts no emotions. A nurse moves her bangs out of the way and places a bandage where the cut is.
Rowan: You're Wednesday, right?
Wednesday stands and turns around seeing a nurse taking a pump off Rowan's arm.
Rowan: I know how you feel.
Wednesday: I guarantee you don't.
Rowan: My mother promise me I'd finally fit in somewhere. I never thought it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts. But it looks like you're gonna give me a run for my money. Uh... Sorry about the... nick.
Rowan gestures to his forehead to signal what he means.
Wednesday: No good deed goes unpunished.
With that she grabs her coat as the nurse gives Rowan his inhaler. The water tank outside of the nurses office gurgles catching Wednesday's attention. Once Wednesday walks off the hand walks out from behind it. Wednesday walks outside with an umbrella in hand as it's raining outside, she hears stone scraping and she looks up and sees a gargoyle about to fall on top of her.
Xavier: Wednesday!
Xavier tackles Wednesday out of the way, once he gets up to look at her he realizes that she's unconscious. Wednesday lies in the bed with her arms crossed in a "X" like a corpse. She opens her eyes and see Xavier standing above her.
Xavier: Welcome back.
Wednesday sits up like she's the Undertaker.
Xavier: Just take it easy. Nurse said you don't have a concussion, but you probably have a nasty bump, huh?
Wednesday: The last thing I remember was walking outside feeling a mixture of rage, pity and self-disgust. I never felt that way before.
Xavier: Yeah losing to Bianca has that effect on people, I think.
Wednesday: Then I looked up and saw that gargoyle coming down and I thought, "At least I'll have an imaginative death." Then you tackled me out of the way. Why?
Xavier: Call it instinct.
Wednesday: So you were guided by latent chivalry, the tool of the patriarchy, to extract my undying gratitude?
Xavier: Mm-hmm. You know most people just say thank you.
Wednesday: I didn't want to be rescued.
Xavier: I shoulda just let that thing smash you to mush?
Wednesday: I would have rather saved myself.
Xavier: (scoffs) Good to see you haven't changed. If it makes you feel any better, let's just say I returned the favor. Xavier Thorpe? You probably don't remember me. Last time we met, I was about two feet shorter, 40 pounds heavier.
Wednesday: What happened?
Xavier: Puberty, I guess.
Wednesday: I meant happened the last time we met?
Xavier: Oh. Uh. Yeah, it... it was my godmother's funeral. Apparently she was friends with your grandmother, and they spent their twenties in Europe, swindling the rich and notorious. I don't know, but we were ten, and we were bored, decided to play hide and seek. I had the inspired idea to hide in her casket. I got stuck as it was headed to the crematorium.
Wednesday: I'd heard muffled screams. I just figured your godmother had somehow cheated death and was trying to claw her way out.
Xavier: Either way, you hit the big red stop button and saved me from being flame-broiled. So... now we're even.
In the shared dorm room Wednesday is writing on her typewriter, then she hears her bed squeak. She gets up and walks over to the bed, she pulls the blanket off and sees the same hand that's been following her.
Wednesday: I knew it! Hello, Thing.
Thing tries to scurry away but Wednesday is able to catch him.
Wednesday: Did you really think my highly trained olfactory sense wouldn't pick up on the faint whiff of neroli and bergamot in your favorite hand lotion? I could do this all day.
She slams Thing onto her desk.
Wednesday: Surrender?
Thing taps frantically.
Wednesday: Mother and Father sent you to spy on me, didn't they? I'm not above breaking a few fingers. The fact that they thought I wouldn't find out proves how much they underestimate me. Oh, Thing, you poor, naive appendage. My parents aren't worried about me. They're evil puppeteers who want to pull my strings even from afar. The way I see it, you have two options. Option one.
She picks Thing up and opens a drawer.
Wednesday: I lock you in here for the rest of the semester, and you go slowly insane trying to fake your way out, ruining your nails and your smooth, supple skin. And we both know how vain you are. Option two.
She closes the drawer and puts Thing back on the desk.
Wednesday: You pledge your undying loyalty to me.
Thing makes a bowing motion with his fingers signaling that he chooses option two.
Wednesday: Our first order of business is to escape this teenage purgatory.
Thing taps on the desk.
Wednesday: Of course I have a plan. And it begins now.
Alexa and Eveline are at the Weathervane, Eveline asking Alexa what the rest of her now family are like.
Alexa: Who do you want to hear about first?
Eveline: I wanna hear, Grandma Cassidy first, Aunt Leah second, Grandpa Izaiah third, and Uncle Blade fourth.
Alexa: Why Uncle Blade in fourth?
Eveline: Because he has changed a lot during his life right? I don't wanna listen to you talk about Aunt Leah after you tell me everything Uncle Blade has done. Also, didn't you tell me that the women in the Zero family are more successful than the men?
Alexa: Yes I did, and I like your thinking, now about I'm going to tell you some of their backstory and then skip ahead and tell you what happened with them recently, is that ok?
Eveline nods.
Alexa: Okay, Grandma Cassidy...let's see...ah, yes, she is a loving woman but she can be a bit evil at times. She is very caring and she wants everyone in her family to succeed, she saw the Outerverse as something that should be taken care of, and not in the way Uncle Blade was treating it. She shocked basically everyone in the Outerverse with a huge betrayal, she was on the Bloodline's team and at the time there was only her, Grandpa Izaiah, and Uncle Blade with her, the Bloodline shrank. She hit Blade and Izaiah which, lead to her team losing and it cost Blade the upper hand in his match against me, she even helped me win.
Eveline: She sounds amazing.
Alexa: Trust me, she is amazing. Now Aunt Leah, she can be very closed off, like a tsundere, always acting like she didn't love it when she got attention and was always cold to people but, when she got to know someone she was very loving towards them. She always hated how Uncle Blade would turn evil, like all the time, but she her love for him never faltered, just like me. She would stab in the chest or stomach, don't remember where it was, I just know that he was stabbed. She betrayed him and she wanted to end The Bloodline, which did happen and after that we decided on who would take his things since he just disappeared.
Eveline: So she's an introverted version of you?
Alexa: You could say that. Actually, that is so true. I hope I don't disappoint you with this because not much is known about Grandpa Izaiah. Even Grandma doesn't know much about him.
A picture of Izaiah appears and it shows him sitting with me.
Alexa: We all tried to dig deep into his past but one, he wouldn't answer us like, completely ignore us. Or two, Blade would actually get pissed for some unknown reason, so we just left his existence to be a mystery and to be honest, he's barely known, it's like he wasn't supposed to exist. I'm sorry, just rambling on. But, I can tell you about him recently, he was part of the Bloodline ever since it first debuted, he disappeared after trying to help Blade retain and he got his power that he gave to Blade back.
Eveline: 10% right?
Alexa: Yeah, 10%... wait a second... now that I think about, there's no way Blade used all that power he was given. And, if he did, reality would cease to exist. So, how much did he use? I mean, he did destroy hundreds of Universes and Multiverses by just snoring so it had to be a lot, right?
Eveline: Mommy, you're getting loud.
Alexa looks around and notices people are looking at them.
Alexa: Oh, I'm extremely sorry about that! I'm sorry where was I?
Eveline: Rambling about how much power Uncle Blade used?
Alexa: Oh, yeah. I'm sorry, I'm just getting side tracked.
Eveline: You're worried about him.
Alexa: Yeah, that makes more sense, I haven't held him in my arms in months. But your Uncle Blade, as you know he got his power from Grandpa then he has to return it, but he was the type of person to go out there and just, wreck everyone. Not much is known of his back story either, which is shocking because mom gave birth to me, him, and Leah. He always comes in second, or fourth. In the last 50,000 tournaments he was in he, 50% he was in second place, and 50% he placed fourth. He created the Bloodline but it fell to me and my Avenger's. He was always getting betrayed so he barely could trust anyone. It's pretty depressing bringing up his history.
Eveline: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad.
Alexa: Don't worry about it dear, you were just curious.
The espresso machine whirs, and hisses catching everyone's attention.
Eveline: Tyler, should really get that fixed.
Wednesday sits right next to Eveline.
Alexa: Wednesday? When did you get here?
Wednesday: I left that purgatory known as Dr. Kinbott's office.
Alexa: Come on Wednesday, other Nevermore students swear by her.
Wednesday: You sound exactly like Principal Weems.
Alexa: I guess we both share the same wisdom.
Wednesday: Of wasting others time?
Alexa: It's not a waste of time if it works, and we all know that.
Eveline: How come you sat with us?
Wednesday: I knew if you were to catch me here, you would reckon me to come sit. I felt like that's something I don't need as another nuisance.
Alexa and Eveline continue talking until 3 boys dressed up as pilgrims walk in. Alexa looked at them before they walked in and was able to recognize one of them, Lucas Walker, the Mayor's son. The 3 boys walk up to Alexa, Wednesday, Eveline.
Boy 1: What are the Nevermore freaks doing out in the wild?
Boy 2: This is our both.
Wednesday looks at the 3 with one question on her mind.
Wednesday: Why are you three dressed like religious fanatics?
Boy 1: We're pilgrims.
Wednesday: Potato, po-tah-to.
Lucas: We work at Pilgrim World.
Lucas flips a paper and slides it so Wednesday can see it. She looks down at the paper.
Wednesday: It takes a special kind of stupid to devote an entire theme park to zealots responsible for mass genocide.
Lucas: My dad owns Pilgrim World. Who you calling stupid.
Eveline: If the buckled shoe fits.
Wednesday smirks at Eveline's remark.
Tyler: Guys, back off.
Boy 2: Stay out of this, Galpin.
Wednesday quickly stands.
Wednesday: Yes, stay out of this.
Sinister music starts playing in the background and Alexa looks on, probably knowing how this is gonna end up.
Lucas: So tell me, freak... you ever been with a normie?
Wednesday: I've never found one that could handle me.
The two glare at each other, with immense silence.
Wednesday: Boo!
Lucas steps back.
Boy 2: Hey!
Boy 2 grabs Wednesday by the shoulder, but she grabs his arm and knees him in the stomach. She dodges out of the way of Boy 2's punch which hit Lucas in the face, his nose cracking. She grabs his arm and throws him into Lucas with both boys grunting. She hits Boy 2 with a kick that drops him. She leans back, avoiding both of Boy 1's punch and she looks at him with a smirk before tilting her head to the side.
Boy 1: What?
Boy 1 gets his head slammed into the floor by Alexa, who jumped off the table. The patrons chatter as they just witnessed a beat down. The boys cough as they stay on the ground.
Alexa: Those were some nice moves.
Wednesday: Yet you had the finale.
Alexa: Can't miss a chance when there's a fight. I probably should've covered Eveline's eyes but, I probably might train her into a warrior.
Tyler walks up to the two.
Tyler: So where'd you learn those Kong Fu moves?
Wednesday: My uncle taught me. He spent five years in a Tibetan Monastery.
Tyler: Was he a monk?
Wednesday: Prisoner.
The Sheriff walks in and see the boys on the ground.
Tyler: Dad!
Sheriff: Tyler, what the hell's going on in here?
Tyler: They were harassing a customer, and with a little bit of help she put them in their place.
The Sheriff looks both Wednesday and Alexa up and down.
Sheriff: (to Alexa) Okay, you for sure I know could've taken them down but her? (Points to Wednesday) You telling me this little thing took down three boys? Did you or Alexa help her?
Tyler: Dad, I swear, I wasn't involved.
The bullies groan in pain, at the same time Principal Weems walks through the door.
Weems: Apologies, Sheriff. This one slipped away from me. Come on, Miss Addams, time to go.
Wednesday looks at the Sheriff and Tyler before she walks towards Weems. Weems looks at Alexa and Eveline.
Weems: What about you two? Want to come back with us?
Alexa: It wouldn't hurt.
Eveline gets out of the booth and the two walk towards Wednesday and Weems.
Sheriff: Wait a minute, hang on.
Wednesday turns to the Sheriff.
Sheriff: You're an Addams? Don't tell me Gomez Addams is your father?
Wednesday gives a slight nod.
Sheriff: That man belongs behind bars for murder. Guessin' the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I'm gonna keep my eye on you.
Weems grabs Wednesday and turns her to the door.
Weems: Okay.
In Weems car the four are driving back to Nevermore.
Weems: Your first day and you're already on Sheriff Galpin's radar. Wish I could say I was surprised.
Wednesday: What did he mean about my father?
Weems: I have no idea, but a word of advice. Stop making enemies and start making a few friends. You're going to need them.
Weems attention is caught by a truck crash.
Alexa: An accident? Hope the driver's okay.
Wednesday: He's dead.
This catches Weems and Alexa's attention.
Wednesday: Broke his neck.
The police signal for Weems to drive in the other side of the lane.
Eveline: You must have insane eyesight. How can you tell from this angle?
They drive past the truck and the driver, indeed, broke his neck. Wednesday grabs her tailsman her mother gave to her.
Narrator: Timeskip!
Wednesday is on the balcony playing "Paint It, Black" on her cello. Rowan walks downstairs and into a room. Wednesday plucks out a pizzicato rhythm. Rowan looks around and he uses telekinesis to grab a book from a shelf. Flipping through the book he continues till me reaches a page, a drawing of Wednesday and a man. Sweeping refrain builds and at the same time, Tyler is going through files at his house. He looks and looks until he finds the one he's looking for, Gomez Addams's file. In the police station the Sheriff pulls out a beer and he walks up to a board with a map indicating where all the deaths occurred. Somewhere else in Nevermore, Xavier is painting and he slowly comes to a stop hearing Wednesday's cello in the distance. Mrs. Thornhill who's in her classroom also hears her cello and she looks up from feeding her plants. Weems in her office leans back in her chair and sighs contentedly. Thing crawls up and flips a page as the music swells and then finishes. Wednesday exhales sharply as Thing taps.
Wednesday: No, I don't really feel better. There's just something wrong about this place. Not just because it's a school.
A door opens up and Enid's voice can be heard.
Enid: How the hell did you get that oversized violin out the window?
Wednesday: I had an extra hand.
Thing waves his fingers at Enid.
Enid: Whoa. Where's the rest of him?
Wednesday: It's one of the great Addams family mysteries.
Thing drops down and heads back inside. Fits howling and baying could be heard in the distance.
Wednesday: Why aren't you wolfing out?
Enid: Because I can't.
Enid's nails become claws again as she walks to the edge of the balcony.
Enid: It's all I got. My mom says some wolves are late bloomers, but I've been the best Lycanologist. I had to fly to Milwaukee, would you believe it? Yeah, she says there's a chance I may never... you know.
Wednesday stands up and folds her arms over her chest.
Wednesday: What happens then?
Wednesday slowly walks to Enid's side.
Enid: I'd become a lone wolf.
Wednesday: Sounds perfect.
Enid: Are you kidding me? My life would be officially over. I'd be kicked out of my family pack with no prospect of finding a mate.
Wednesday: I'm failing to see the problem here.
Enid: I could die alone.
Wednesday: We all die alone, Enid.
Enid: You really suck at this. (With a teary voice) Cheering people up.
Enid hangs her head and cries shakily.
Wednesday: Why are you crying?
Enid: Because I'm upset! Haven't you ever cried, or are you above that too?
Wednesday goes into deep thought contemplating if she should tell Enid.
Wednesday: It was the week after Halloween. I was six years old. I took my pet scorpion, Nero, out for his afternoon stroll, and we were ambushed.
A young Wednesday can be seen walking Nero down the street.
Wednesday: They wondered what kind of freak would have a scorpion for a pet.
Boy: Yeah.
Wednesday: Two of them held me down and made me watch...
The bullies laugh, holding the young Wednesday as Nero wandered onto the street. Nero gets ran over by kids on their bikes.
Wednesday: ...while the others ran Nero over until...
Forlorn music plays as the young Wednesday places a black rose on Nero's tombstone.
Wednesday: It was snowing when I buried what was left of him. I cried my little black heart out. But tears don't fix anything. So I vowed to never do it again.
The Furs continue baying.
Enid: Your secret's safe with me. Still think you're weird as shit, though.
Wednesday: The feeling is incredibly mutual. How would you like to have only Alexa and Eveline as your roommates? You just need to show me how to use your computer.
At Tyler's house rapid knocking can be heard on a window. Tyler walks over to his window and he opens it as Thing immediately walk in.
Tyler: Holy shit!
Tyler tries to hit Thing with his baseball bat. But Thing is able to grab on after moving to his desk. Thing is able to throw the bat away and he starts tapping.
Tyler: Okay. Okay, I'm taking orders from a hand.
Thing slides his phone over to him.
Tyler: This isn't weird at all.
Thing stands on his stump with a note written from Wednesday on his palm.
Narrator: Timeskip brought you by the infamous laziness!
At the Harvest Festival, Enid and Alexa try to give a hug to Wednesday but she's not a hugger. Eveline ends up dragging Alexa and Enid over to somewhere. Xavier walks up then walks away after Tyler, Wednesday finds out Tyler has a curfew so they would have to leave right now, but Wednesday has to lose Weems which she succeeds with, Wednesday and Tyler are trying to lose Lucas and his gang but she ends up bumping into Rowan and having a vision about him. She follows him into the forest but he betrays her, talking about her Wednesday is gonna destroy the school and how he needs to stop her or something. He talks for a while but he gets thrown by some hunchback monster and he gets gutted by its big claws. It lets out a raspy growl as it looks back at Wednesday before leaving. But, she randomly has a vision of a man walking past dead bodies that are littered everywhere. Now, back in the shared dorm room Wednesday is at her desk looking over at the page Rowan ripped out and her father's record. On the crystal ball Gomez and Morticia both show up.
Gomez: Hello, my little black cloud.
Morticia: So tell us darling, how was your first week?
Wednesday (in her head): Let's see. I narrowly avoided death twice, discovered that my father may be a murderer, learned that I could potentially destroy the school, mysteriously saved by a homicidal monster, and had a random vision of some man walking past dead bodies. (To her parents) As much as it pains me to admit, you were right, Mother. I think I'm going to love it here.
Wednesday looks at the fourth wall and smirks. After talking with her parents she suddenly gets a vision of a man creating a little girl. Then, the man disappears as the little girl slowly falls backward onto grass in a cold and stormy night.