'you traitor...how...how could u'
when binx joins the enemy to save her child and friend. Riley gets the wrong idea..
2 friends torn apart. from childhood to the present.
Riley joins minds with a bio-hazard. and seeks revenge. but what happens with...
(Right I messed up a chapter along the way but basically this chapter is skipped to a few years. Iris is 12 and Riley is 11. Sorry for the confusion but I'm already so far into the next chapter and I can't be arsed to change it now. Thank you :) )
'So how was your day kid?' Her father, with a thick Russian accent spoke. 'It was fine' Iris spoke. She didn't want to tell her father what had happened. Not because he would get angry but because he would get involved. He was already a drinker and he would just lead to him getting arrested which was not on her family to-do list.
'Good good' he spoke. Iris felt off. Her father seemed tense, like he was hiding something. She had to find out.
'Daddy?' (Not that kind you придурок)
'Mhm?' He hummed in response, keeping his Atlantic blue eyes on the road. Again another thing that made iris feel off about him.
'Are you ok?' Iris cared about her father. He was different to other fathers. He taught her to fight, survive, and thrive.
(Foreshadowing) Almost as if he thought she would become a killer.
'Of course Ирис (iris) why would you ask?' He said. He was being polite. Something was up and she knew it.
'Nothing..отец (father)' Iris muttered. She was only expecting the worst at this point.
The truck came to a stop as her father pulled onto the drive of their home.
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(Rich ass bitch)
Iris walked through the door, only to be greeted by her dog, she had named him Lynn. He was a albino breed of Mudi. A rare dog breed at that. Expensive as well. Iris is very protective of him. He is always being tracked as he is a rare dog.
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'Iris come down for dinner kiddo!!' Mother yelled. Iris was sitting on her window ledge, feet dangling out. She liked that. The gentle wind, the sound of the pools water features. All to familier. She shut her window and began the walk down her grand stairs and into her dinning room.
That's when it hit her. The meal set on this table right now. Was the one meal her mother always cooked when father had to leave. Iris held no emotion during this. But inside she wanted to scream and beg her father to stay, to not go back to Russia, but her father always told her to not show to much emotion as it opens soft spots for people to target. Iris was like reading that bottom row of letter when you go to get your eyes tested, in other words, fucking difficult.
She sat down at the table looking at the food infront of her. She didn't want to eat it anymore. Her father had came back 3 years ago, she wasn't ready to let him leave. Because everything he leaves. There is always a chance he will never come back.
But she ate it anyway. Her parents knew she knew. But had to tell her anyway.
'Iris...me and your father wanted to tell you something...' Her mother looked up from her dinner. Placing her fork down and grabbing her wine.
Her father also placed down his cutlery and took a drink of his vodka. (Smirnoff is the best brand. Try change my mind).
'Kid..we are sure you already know by the meal your mother helped cook. ThatI must return to the mother land...once again'
Iris held no emotion, she just looked into her fathers cold soul.
'Darling you know you can show emotion in this situation. We know it's only been 3 years but something happend with one of the prisons and they need all back up' her mother spoke in her soft voice.
'Why does dad have to go! He isn't even in the country, we are in England. He shouldn't have to leave!' Iris yelled. She was pissed, they could tell by her slight Russian accent getting thicker. A disadvantage on her end.
'Kiddo i cant help that and you know it, if i could you know i wouldnt leave.' Her father spoke. His accent stays the same. Although his voice gets deeper.
'Fine!' Iris yelled and left the table.
Turns out that was the last time she ever saw her father.
1 year later her mother received a letter from Russia. Reading that her husband had perished in a hospital in the mountains of the mother land. And that he said anything of his goes to his wife, however weapons and the box goes to iris.
The mother was heartbroken. And iris. Eventhough she showed no emotion during the conversation, went to her room and sobbed with her dog, all the while having every weapon her father owned out infront of her.
°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Well this is the end of iris childhood. The next chapter is set when iris was about 13-14 (jassy you know what this means (hint envolves the demon) )
Thank you for reading this I love and appreciate all of you. Sorry for the slow updates. Been needing lore and finding a back story that wasn't cringe or Mary sue. Hope yall enjoyed and have a good morning, noon, night.
