[An ordinary young woman dies doing her job as a bodyguard, taking a bullet right in the chest and bleeding to death, only to wake up in a soft bed and a very elegant dark room with people she doesn't know.]
"What would happen when you die, you clo...
If someone had asked me how I wanted to die, it would be as an old lady with my face full of wrinkles and with grandchildren to pamper and say goodbye to.
But not everything goes as planned and the future is uncertain.
And that's how she died doing her job protecting the president of the United States from a bullet that hit her right in the chest.
She didn't know where she was.
Everything was dark.
The last thing she saw before closing her eyes was.
All of her companions protecting the president and also responding with their weapons.
Then just blurry images with no sound at all.
Cold.
And darkness.
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When she opened her eyes, the first thing she thought was that she would see the smell of alcohol and the hospital all white.
But she was not, she was in a very soft bed that made her want to melt into it.
She closed her eyes again but she was still awake enjoying the silence that surrounded her.
Thinking that for her heroism they had put her in a luxurious hotel suite.
And that they would give her vacations.
With all that in mind, she wanted to return to the world of dreams.
Until the sound of a door opening made her realize that she wasn't alone and, not wanting to talk, she pretended to be asleep.
Thinking that this way they would leave her alone, but no, she heard voices near her but in whispers.
Until one of them spoke louder.
- "You think that when she wakes up she remembers what happened" - One of the voices spoke because of the tone of voice it was a child.
What was a child doing in her room and what the hell is he talking about, is he talking to me or is there someone else in this room?
- "I don't think so she has been asleep for a week, I don't think she remembers much" - Said the other voice.
Leaving me more confused.
What the hell is happening!!
- "Sirius speak lower, you don't want her to wake up" - Said the other from what I could understand from the conversation is that they are two children.
One is older and the other younger and the older one is called Sirius and the younger one I don't know his name they didn't mention him.
They keep talking and I stop paying attention I open my eye a little to see the room well I thought it was a suite because of the bed but the room is very rustic and old it seems like a different time like the fifteenth century when everyone wears those big dresses some screams start me out of my thoughts.
- "Sirius speak lower I think I saw her move!" - The minor, upset, speaks a little low but I still hear him.
- "And if she wakes up, she's going to punish us anyway, we're just avoiding the inevitable, so let that witch wake up at once." - Said the eldest, no longer shouting as if he didn't care.
Although from the conversation she can understand that they are heading towards me.
And whoever he calls me a witch. He will see, this brat nobody insults me, he will know who I am.
I turn my head and open my eyes and they don't even realize I looked at them well and they are handsome children but nothing more and that their clothes, maybe they will go to a costume party although I have to admit that they look good on them.
The minor is suddenly silent and looks at me with his eyes wide open, he has already realized that I am awake, and the other continues talking with his back to me.
- "Ehh regie what happened why don't you answer me"
To which I make an appearance haha you'll see brat. - "Ehh you brat who you called a witch" - I said as seriously as possible but inside I laugh at the top of my lungs.
I notice that when I speak he tenses up and jumps straight up and slowly turns to look at me with a panicked face haha this is fun. Before he wouldn't stop talking and now he's so quiet it's funny.
- "Now you don't say anything? You used to talk non-stop like a parrot, has the mouse got your tongue?" - I keep playing but if they don't answer it gets boring.
- "Hey, are you there hello" - I run my hands over his face and snap my fingers apparently it works the two look at each other and then return to me.
- "Yes, well, we just came to know how you were doing, that's all" - Said the youngest, apparently he is the most intelligent.
- "Oh well, thank you for that I think and tell me where I am from what I could hear of your conversation. It's just that I was asleep for a week" - I said calmly, they just looked at me surprised and a little scared although I don't understand it anyway.
- "Emm, how much of our conversation did you hear?" - Said the eldest cautiously, apparently he is not an idiot.
- "Well, from the beginning I only had my eyes closed, I was trying to sleep again when you arrived I thought that if I was asleep you would go away and let me rest but with so much screaming I lost sleep" - I said.
I waited a few minutes for them to answer my question, but nothing, they just turned pale and the older kid spoke again.
- "This... not this... we're sorry, it wasn't our intention" - He said.
- "Aha ok now you will answer me. Where am I? And who are you?" - I said, they looked at me strangely when I asked the first question as if I already knew that but when I asked the second they were so scared that they took a few steps back.
- "Okay, this is annoying, how difficult it is to answer two questions, now answer before I lose patience" - I said in the form of a threat so that they would talk at once, she doesn't like how they stare at each other, it's annoying. - "Well" - She waited for someone to say something.
- "Yes, well, the ancestral Black house is in Grimmauld Place, and well, regarding your second question, the truth is that we are your children." - The minor answered me slowly, apparently the other only looks at me as if what I said was a lie.
When the minor finished speaking, I remained silent.
I don't even know Grimmauld Place and I don't think they are my children.
This must be a joke, which I only laugh at.
- "Hahahahaha wait you're saying that you two brats are my children really" - To which they just nodded without saying anything. - "What a good joke I don't have children so tell me who sent you to do this ridiculous act" - I said still smiling for so much nonsense.
