I took a deep breath, fully processing the situation. (Sebastian): it's Still not working? I looked up, confused at this random gesture of kindness. (Anya): are you sick or something? Are you dying? He shrugged and scratched the back of his head. (Sebastian): we just did...that, like an hour ago. I just assumed we were at least cordial with one another. Right? There was a lingering silence and the tension thickened. (Anya): maybe we should discuss this after we save the others? He shrugged his shoulders again in a much more careless manner. (Sebastian): yeah. Maybe we should. I was much more at peace, focusing as much as I could muster in to teleporting. Suddenly my eyes opened and a breeze brushed by me! We were here! (Sebastian): did YOU do that!? I looked around slightly confused. (?): No. She didn't. We turned to the corner while the four women walked out. They looked rather... provocative. (?): Tisiphone, you know what to do. She nodded, flipping her way towards us! She caught me off guard and I fell flat on the ground. Sebastian fought with her for a moment, and the oldest girl threw thin little needles at him! I got up and ran over, pushing him out of the way!
Just like the vision! He landed on me and we looked up at each other. This was so awkward. (Tisiphone): boo, now I'm getting impatient. We got up and were immediately on the defense. (Anya): wait, weren't you four working on a carnival outside of town. (?): Yes. I'm Megaera, this is Tisiphone, Alecto, and Erin. Mr. Peterson sent us to stop you, but I'd prefer we just KILL you instead! (Sebastian): go. Get the fuck out of here. I hesitantly made my way to the door, watching as Sebastian gave me one last thumbs up. The door ahead of me was a dark velvet, sleeked in bulging black letters with the words 'Mr.Peterson' written on it. My real dad, he's HERE!?
Something urged inside me. Something I haven't felt in such a long time. Courage. I charged through the door, screaming in panic as door after door I grew more anxious! Finally the last doors swung open, and I was left with nothing. (?): YOU, are a tricky one, anya. But now I know for sure, you are my daughter! I looked around the room for the source, but there was still no one there. (?): Follow the trail of sins nipping at your hills. Finally, the hairs stood on my back, as a figure stood above me. I finally met him. (?): Say it. I remained silent, too shocked and afraid to mention anything. (?): SAY IT!!! His voice shook the building, and this time it was brutal and much more demonic!
(Anya): I....don't know how to say this... Azreal, you are my dad.Well, what did you think? Is Azreal in fact Anya's father? And what about Sebastian and Anya's relationship, should they be together? Or what about Sam and Anya, or Sebastian and Sam!? Which do you prefer
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Queen Of Disaster
FantasyAnya Peterson was never the most popular girl to walk the halls of high school, and for a good reason. People tend to think of Anya as some kind of antisocial freak, mainly because her father was a gifted serial killer, which this town is notorious...