The ToyMakers Volume 1

Chapter 28: Shot down

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"Welcome to the end of eras
Ice has melted back to life
Done my time and served my sentence. Dress me up and watch me die. If it feels good, tastes good. It must be mine. Dynasty decapitated. You just might see a ghost tonight. Sycophants on velvet sofas. Lavish mansions, vintage wine. I am so much more than royal. Snatch your chain and mace your eyes. If it feels good, tastes good. It must be mine. Heroes always get remembered. But you know legends never die."

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-Taiga-

I normally don't like associating with witches anymore, because they can be more conniving and hateful than your average human. When Rose got mad her first thought was usually turning the person who angered her into some type of strange animal to experiment on. Witches tend to think differently from other people.

Opal let out a hiss when I entered Corina's room in the middle of the night. I glared at the cat.

"Be quiet fur ball or are you trying to wake, Corina up?" I whispered.

I glanced around the room noticing a few interesting items missing.

She took down the cross and removed the bible.

I couldn't help but smile slightly as I took a deep breath. Opal sat down in front of me glaring up at me as he did.

"I have a question you little lump of fur, do still have the gun, Corina stored in you?" I asked him.

Opal cocked his head to the side then nodded slowly.

That's one good thing to hear so far.

"May I borrow it for a bit, I need to speak to someone about enhancing it for the type of battle Corina will be in," I told him.

Opal stared at me his eyes wide before he walked over and sat down in front of me.

I frowned at him as he just sat there then it took me a moment to realize something.

Oh hell.

"You want to come with don't you," I mumbled.

Opal blinked slowly then he smirked revealing his abnormally sharp and jagged teeth.

I let out a sigh as I held out my arms for him. His whiskers twitched once as he narrowed his eyes before he leaped into my arms.

I walked over to the door and opened it slowly after checking the hall for guards.

Opal was another story he would meow as I moved throughout the orphanage. Once I was outside I lifted him up in the air growling at him.

"Listen to me you ball of fluff! If you're talking be quiet! I'm not, Corina I do not speak furball. So if you don't want to be made into a coat then shut your mouth!" I snapped.

Opal stared at me then he poked me in the forehead before letting out a slow meow.

I blinked at him then frowned as I realized something. "You're evil as I am aren't you. If I didn't know better I would think that you worked for my real boss," I mumbled as I tucked him under my arm.

I continued my journey to the graveyard, it was covered in fog with the moonlight barely able to crack through even the clouds.

The grass was still wet with fresh dew causing the air to become cold and dreary.