My Demonic Beauty (Jackunzel) [Editing]

My Demonic Beauty (1)

Pitch Black

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As I looked down at the pathetic Guardians try to fight, I thought to myself... What after this? What will I do? Then, my dear Rapunzel came running out, a black dagger in her hand, and I smiled. I have a wonderful daughter to teach. Tell her my secrets, my powers. She has so much to learn, and yet she's only five.

The Guardians were shocked to see a child running after them with a knife. My dastardly smile only grew.

"Meet my daughter," I called. "Rapunzel."

She gave them a little curtsy, smiling as well. The Guardians looked horrified. I walked down, wrapping an arm around her small shoulders. She was tall for her age, most would mistake her for a seven year old.

North stepped up to me, holding his two swords. He pointed one at Rapunzel, and said, "Are you holding this child captive?"

I have to say, I was offended. "No, this is my daughter."

North saw my lie. I didn't try to hide it. He looked down at her, who swung her dagger at him. My smile returned.

She hated them. I taught her that the Guardians were horrible people, who only wanted to dominate the world. She never thought anything of my darkness or powers, since I raised her. She's my little girl. My demonic beauty.

My Nightmares appeared out of the shadows. The Guardians were back to back. One Nightmare pounced on them. He grabbed Tooth Fairy by her wings, ripping them. She screamed in pain, and North stabbed it. I pouted.

"He was only playing with her," I said. I glanced down at Rapunzel, who was staring in horror at the Nightmare's body.

Bunnymund helped her up, glaring at me. He hated me, he wanted to kill me. I loved it. And when he charged at me, and Rapunzel buried the dagger deep into his chest, I loved it even more.

Tooth Fairy cried out and tried to fly at me. North held her back and Rapunzel pulled her dagger out of Bunnymund's chest. She fell backwards, from the force, and I just couldn't get over how adorable she was.

"You bastard!" Tooth Fairy growled. She started to cry, and my grin grew.

Rapunzel ran behind my legs. She peeked out behind them. She was scared, my poor dear.

"You scared her," I said. I kneeled down in front of Rapunzel. Her big green eyes are wide and she is breathing heavily.

"She killed him!" Then she stops fighting North and cries.

It was getting boring, so I roll my eyes and whisper to my daughter, "Finish them off, love."

She nodded, pulling her dagger out again. I smiled and stood back up, my scythe in hand. Rapunzel glared at the Guardians, then she charged at them.

They didn't even expect it. Rapunzel jumped up and sliced Tooth Fairy's throat. When she landed, she threw her knife straight at Sandman. It dived into his arm, only because he put it up in defense. Rapunzel ran up to him, pulled the knife out, and repeatedly slammed it into his chest.

She turned around, blood splattered across her dress and face. North looked at her and mumbled, "That is not a child."

"You're right," I said as Rapunzel slowly walked toward him. "She's my child."

I drove my scythe into his back as Rapunzel stabbed her knife into his neck. Blood squirted on my dear Rapunzel, but she didn't mind. As long as the Guardians were dead.

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Fifteen years later...

Pitch Black

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I smile as the head of the man is cut off, ending his life. He was an enemy, a parasite. He wanted to rebel against me, try to overthrow me. He failed, and my guards caught word of it. Now, his head is in a bloody basket.

I look at my left. "Come along, dear."

My seventeen year old daughter, Rapunzel, nods her head, her eyes never leaving the body. I stand, walking past her. She shakes her head, standing up as well and following me.

The village people all cry silently, and I notice Rapunzel staring at them, no emotions displayed on her face. She's a tough girl, her heart doesn't break easily. This scene shouldn't phase her. 

I walk beside her. "What's wrong, love?"

She quickly looks up at me. "Nothing."

I raise an eyebrow at her and continue my way to the carriage. Rapunzel looks back at the villagers, tilting her head slightly. Once we're in the carriage, Rapunzel asks me, "Dad... who's Jack Frost?"