malory wayne , a six years old child not like any child. she never knew her father ,and her mother was an alcoholic dipressed bitch who never gave a damn about her. And what do you think a dipressed bitch does? Yes you got it, she killed herself. An...
After getting the goods, I was heading home. The dark has completely fallen as I'm calmly walking through an empty alley, suddenly I felt a presence behind so I slowly turned around facing the man who was about to grab me
"Humm? Do you need anything mister? " I asked in a baby voice tilting my head cutely to the side.
"uh I was wondering what a cute child is doing alone out at this hour. Are you lost kiddo want uncle to help you? " said the man mischievously
"not at all my home isn't that far away" I said smiling at him
"so bye bye I don't want mommy to be worried " I said turning around trying to leave but the man grabbed my wrist bringing me back
"what a good kid come with uncle I'll buy some chocolate and take you back to your mother we don't want some bad man kidnapping you do we" really man are you seriously bribing me with chocolate that's so old fashioned. I made happy face and said
"really? you'll buy me chocolate?!" I asked cheerfully while I put my grocery bag on the floor then put my hands behind my back in a childish way to secretly reach a pen in my back pocket
" of course now come to my arms" he said lifting me up
"yaaaaaay *giggles*" suddenly I dropped the act
"uncle you shouldn't trust kids in dark alleyways" I said darkly. He looked at me confused
"what the-"he didn't get the time to finish as i planted the pen on his neck pressing a pressure point knocking him out
"good night " I said grabbing my bags as I heard police siren approach someone must have heard his scream I guess. I started running away to get home I'm not ready to be questioned on how I did that. As I was crossing the road I didn't notice the black luxurious car heading toward me. I closed my eyes greting my teeth ready for the shock yet nothing came, I re-open them finding the car few inches from my face, I dropped on my knees scratching them a bit releasing a a breath I didn't notice I was holding
"goodness are you all right child!? " said an elderly voice in a British accent as he intended a hand helping me up
" yes I'm okay, pardon me i wasn't paying attention " I said lifting my head to finally look at the stranger, he was wearing a butler suit he looked genuinely worried but his face seemed kind of shocked and confused when he saw my face but almost immediately changed back to worry as he noticed the little injury
"my lord you're hurt! " he exclaimed as he pressed handkerchief on my wound
"I'm really all right it's just a scratch "
"you shouldn't run while crossing the road child, good lord you shouldn't even be out at such an hour it is dangerous " he said while I simply watched his every move in silent. He looked up at me again and asked
"may I know your name child? "I finally finished studying him and acknowledged him as trustworthy
"my name is Malory Navaro but I'm not supposed to speak to a stranger "I said smiling" oh pardon my manners my name is Alfred Pennyworth "
" well nice to meat you mister Alfred now I should go home goodnight "I said running away again not giving him time to stop me or say anything back to me. Reaching my apartment door I turned the knob finding it open, dear lord, she didn't even bother to close the door. I entered and announced my my presence
" mother I'm hooome! " i received no response from her as usual, I grimaced a bit the horrible smell of sex and booze filling the living room I sight looking at the empty bottles an trash every where
"diner will be served soon how about you go and take a shower to cool of a bit I guess your day was a bit eventful " I head to the kitchen sighing for the hundredth time I started preparing some pasta leaving it boiling and went back to clean the living room . As I finished cleaning and Set the table and called
"dinner is ready " I know she won't come eat with me yet but I still hoped she would do so for once. I tried eating a bit yet my eating disorder shit as I like to call hit and I ran to the bathroom throwing up everything. Well I guess no food today as well then, I went back to the kitchen cleaning up and I wrapped mother's food putting it in the fridge. I got to my room and started drawing some weapon designs and even starting to make some, I like inventing to kill time. So my first invention is the PPB _ pokemon packing ball_ I took the idea from the anime Pokémon, it makes your stuffs really small and store it inside no matter the size of it, it recognize its owner through his finger print voice and its an obligation to put your DNA on it, all of this are for security , when you want an object back all you have to do is say its number on the list just in case you don't remember the number press the small button that reacts only to your finger prints to see the list in holographic display
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it can also be used to store information. when somone other than it's owner try to use it it shifts into a pokemon like the normal toys .
I stretched a bit to relax my sore muscle. i picked my phone to see the hour and it was 2:45 am, i got to the bathroom and brush my teeth and took some sleeping pills after that i went straight to bad and entered into a dreamless slumber.
