chapter 3

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"Get in here right now..... MAZIKEEN LILY SMITH don't you DARE walk away." She hears her mother say.

Little 7 year old Mazikeen is sat in the corner of a dark room while screams come from all around. She is wearing a black top, black ripped jeans, black ankle booties and a little leather jacket. Her hair is in a half up half down style to show off her purple streaks. In her right hand she is gripping a demon blade but this time a small one. 

As her mother races for the door about the escape the situation.

With a squeaky mouse like voice Mazie says, "Aeoao wblmil dej'h blmwl al- mommy please... don't leave me."

With the adrenaline of the situation pumping through her veins. Without a second thought in a harsh rough voice she yells, "BEEC MH AL OEP DLAEJ SRNLOD N JLWLG MJHLS OEP NJ HRL ZNGIH WBMSL (Look at me you demon child I never wanted you and never will.)"

She said all of that without battering an eyelid while Mazie breaks down crying on the floor.

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