Rayven opened the door in her room with Maverick following close behind. She sat down in her bed and began to shake, tears streaming down her face.
"My feather, what's bothering you?" Maverick sat in the bed next to her and put a protective arm around her small torso.
"My p-parents are never a-scared like that. I'm worried something horrible is going to happen." Her voice was unstable as she stuttered. As if on cue, a loud crash came from downstairs and they both jumped. Maverick got up and closed the door. Screaming and a few gunshots could be heard, and then dead silence. Rayven began to cry harder quietly.
"Rayven, shh. Go hide in the closet and don't come out." Maverick's voice was very serious. She nodded and got up from the bed. As she opened the closet door, Maverick opened the door. She hesitated. He turned around with a reassuring face, and Rayven nodded, going into the closet and closing the door. She could hear footsteps as Maverick left the room and went down the corridor. There were more gunshots and a familiar scream. Maverick.
"No.. No! this can't be happening! Not now, not ever!" The tears were streaming down her face now. Flashbacks of happy times with her family rushed through her mind. One stood out like a sore thumb. She was outside with her parents when she was only a tyke. She was kicking a ball astound and her parents were chasing her, the warm sun beating down on their backs. "That was the first and last time we would ever play like that again." She began to feel faint from the emotional exhaustion.
Just as she was about to go under, she saw the door open and a male with a hood over his head. In his hand was a whip with spikes at the end of it. He spoke.
"So, you're the only one that survived, huh? You should thank your brave fiancé for killing off an entire gang with a pistol, but then getting shot by one of the almost dead men. He's the reason you're alive." That was all she could hear.
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Sorry about I being so short, but I just cooked this up in about half an hour or so.
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A Raven's Feather (CielXOC)
FanfictionRayven Winthrop was just a normal daughter of a noble family in Victorian London. One winter night, her parents are killed and Rayven is thrusted into a cold, evil world. Will she survive, or will the cold kill her off?
