Persephone sighed,another body dropped at her feet;dead. The girl sighed in disgust as the blood from the woman's head injury coated her grey,fabric boots,a small whine caught in her throat as she squeezed the small,piece of fabric around her body;the winters chill was harsher than normal. 'Fucking Christ, can't catch a break can I?' Persephone hissed through her clattering teeth. 'First, I run into this bitch who thought I was an easy target, then I'm out here literally freezing to death.'
Persephone rolled her pretty eyes when she felt Death appear into existence by her small form,resting a hand on her shoulder as he peered down at the disgusting mess his daughter created. 'You're not going to die,Persephone. I won't allow it,after all,you're my little mistress.' Mort,known as death declared venomously.
Giggling slightly,which sounded harsher than usual,Persephone turned her body towards Mort. 'Is that the only part you care about,pops? I'm literally a six year old standing over a dead body,which may I remind you, isn't the first time~.' She asked,through squinted eyes,wiping her hand over her runny noise:a low growl in her throat as she coughed yellow mucus out;Mort shuddering in disgust besides her.
'Little Raven,if you've forgotten, your adoptive father is literally death. This,' He paused,pointing to the dead body. 'Is nothing new. Besides,if you came out completely sane with me raising you I would very much be concerned with my parenting abilities.' Mort stated, with conviction,waving the body away as he picked the small girl up,holding her close to his chest as the duo appeared back in the warm orphanage away from the cold outside.
Mort quickly removed his daughters wet clothes;putting her in warm pajamas as he tucked her into bed,ignoring the child's complaints and protests.
'Come on,' She hissed in the serpent language. 'I'm not even tired!'
'Darling daughter,you may not be tired but your body needs rest to repair itself. You're sick.' He stated bluntly,leaning in to kiss the child's burning forehead,quickly putting her to sleep as her small form accepted deaths kiss. 'Pleasant dreams,little raven.'
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A Twisted Tale. {Harry Potter FanFic}
FanfictionOctober 31st, 1981,a monster you only see in nightmares attacked a small family of three. The fathers and mothers bodies thumped on the cold, hard,ground as the killer pointed his wand at the awake little girl. Two simple words were uttered,a vibran...
