The turmoil began when these creatures first appeared, spreading their infection to humans as well. As family members and loved ones fell one by one, the nursery staff made a crucial decision. They chose to band together for safety, moving into an old mansion that once belonged to Roger. He had abandoned it to seek refuge elsewhere, leaving the staff to take shelter in his abandoned estate.
The group didn't leave the house at first; they had no means of defending themselves against these creatures. They remained in hiding, hoping for a turn in their fortunes. But then, one day:
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"Fuc—" Mia started to say, but she quickly stopped when she realized Charlotte's daughters were in the room. "Darn it," she said, trying to sound casual.
Charlotte rolled her eyes playfully. "What is it, Amelia?" she asked.
"We're completely out of food," Mia sighed.
"Oh God. How are we going to get more food?" Marjorie asked, her concern evident.
"We could go out and get some," Mia suggests.
"Mia, how on earth are we supposed to do that?" Marjorie replies, clearly annoyed.
"If you'd stop interrupting me, you'd know. We just need some protection," Mia retorts.
"And how exactly do we get that, genius?" Marjorie rolls her eyes.
"I hate you so much, Marjorie," Mia snaps.
"Reecey, has Daddy Dearest ever kept any guns in here?" Mia asks Reece.
"Would you stop calling him Reecey?!" Marjorie shouts in frustration.
"Nope. So, has he?" Mia continues.
"Don't know. Ask Aut; maybe she knows," Reece suggests.
Mia leaves the room and carefully makes her way up the stairs to Autumn and Winter's room. Finding the door closed, she rolls her eyes and knocks quietly.
Autumn opens the door, looking slightly irritated. "What."
"Hey, Autumn. Has your father ever kept any guns in the house?" Mia asks.
"I don't kno—wait, actually," Autumn pauses, noting Mia's raised eyebrow. "Let me just get ready," she says, realizing Mia must have woken her up.
"Okay," Mia responds, waiting as Autumn goes to prepare.
Mia returns downstairs and says, "I think he had some. Autumn knows something about it."
"Okay, but would guns really be useful?" Marjorie asks.
"Well, unless you plan on killing them with your bare hands, yes," Mia replies sharply.
Marjorie rolls her eyes in response.
Autumn comes downstairs and signals for Mia to follow her. Intrigued, Mia follows as they head to the basement. They approach a specific wall where a keypad is installed.
"What's the code?" Mia asks.
"I know it," Autumn replies, typing in a series of numbers. The wall slides open, revealing a hidden room.
Mia's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the sight before her. "Wow," she murmurs.
"Are they loaded?" Mia asks, her excitement evident.
"No, but there should be some bullets around here somewhere," Autumn says as she begins searching the room.
"This is going to be so handy—wait. How do you know they're not loaded?" Mia suddenly asks.
"What?" Autumn raises an eyebrow.
"How do you know they're not loaded? You didn't check any?" Mia presses.
Autumn's eyes widen. "Uh, well—"
"Have you ever tried to use them?" Mia inquires.
"Yes," Autumn shrugs.
"Why?" Mia asks, intrigued.
"Do you remember that night when you came to our house and found Reece unconscious and covered in blood?" Autumn asks.
"That night haunts me," Mia mumbles.
"Well, I wanted to kill my father that night, so I searched the house while he was out and found these, but none of them were loaded, and I couldn't find any bullets," Autumn explains casually.
"Wow. That's so—cool," Mia says, trying to process this.
Autumn looks at her, puzzled. "Murder is cool?"
"You of all people should know that about me, Autumn—remember when we'd watch horror movies as children?" Mia reminisces.
"And how you'd laugh maniacally when somebody died. Of course, I do," Autumn says, a small smile touching her lips as she recalls the memory.
"You loved the blood too, don't even try," Mia jokes.
"I did," Autumn chuckles.
The moment felt strangely comforting for both of them, a brief respite from the harsh reality they faced. But they quickly snapped back to their urgent task.
Mia hurried upstairs to inform everyone about the guns, while Autumn remained in the basement, staring at the weapons. Just as Mia was about to exit, she heard Autumn whisper, "If only I knew where he kept the bullets. If only I had killed him that night. Everything would've been so different."
Mia felt a pang of sympathy for Autumn but was still consumed with excitement about the newfound protection. As everyone rushed downstairs to inspect the artillery, Mia sat next to Charlotte.
"You doing okay, baby?" Mia asked gently.
"I'm fine," Charlotte replied, her tone steady despite the chaos around them.
"Mummy, I'm hungry," Lila, the youngest, said.
Before Charlotte could respond, Mia stepped in. "Darling, I'm going to go out and get you some food soon. What's your favorite food?" Mia asked softly.
"I like spaghetti!" Lila exclaimed.
Charlotte smiled, touched by Mia's concern for her daughters. "I'll try to get you some spaghetti, darling. What about your sister? What's her favorite?" Mia asked.
"I don't know... Should I ask her?" Lila replied, her excitement still evident.
"Sure," Mia said.
As Lila went upstairs to find her sister, Charlotte whispered to Mia, "I love you so much."
Mia smiled warmly. "I love you more, baby."
Just then, Marjorie burst into the room. "We found the bullets! Let's go now!" she exclaimed.
"Charlotte, do you want to stay here with your daughters?" Mia asked.
"Yes, just leave me a gun or something," Charlotte said, clearly frightened.
"Someone needs to stay with her," Mia said.
"Okay... Winter can stay," Marjorie suggested.
"Sure, whatever," Mia agreed.
As they were about to leave, Lila came back downstairs. "She wouldn't say anything other than cake, but that isn't food!" she said.
"Don't worry, I'll get you and her cake. Bye, darling," Mia said as she headed out. A smile lit up Lila's face.
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The War.
FanficA story about tnn characters if there was a war, where they develop magical powers to fight off creatures !! hope you enjoy !!
