When the memories stopped, I noticed my cheeks were wet.
On instinct I slapped my own face.
Because Criers were slapped.
That was my thing.
Like, Morgan always complained so much about people who cried in movies when people died. Because more people died while they cried. Also because emotions were twisted for my sister and I.
My sister. I had a sister.
A sister that took me in, raised me after I killed Mom and Dad. Morgan hated them too. A sister that saw how dark I was, how awful. She guided me to a path that summed up to: "if you kill a killer, that leaves the same ammount of killers on the world." "Kill two."
George and Emily Anderson weren't abusive, they were just cold. They signed me on for electroshock therapy all because they didn't believe me, after I'd seen a murderer. Apparently the murderer I saw was 'dead' and also 'not a plastic doll'. I had to be insane. So obviously being electrocuted was the answer.
Morgan broke me out.
She brought me home.
She ran off to find that killer doll, stop him before he killed anyone else.
All while I killed Mom and Dad.
When Morgan came home to see me- purple eyes glittering in murderous delight- she knew she would be sticking by my side. She, who had traveled realities for over a century, knew I would be traveling with her now too.
And she did.
All the way until I was 42, and she was 190, and I betrayed her.
She had to kill me.
Just like I had to kill my parents.
I brought myself back, only to try to kill my sister and have her kill me again.
The third time...I wanted to save her. From her own people. People with her same powers.
So many things came back with...confusing clarity. How could I have forgotten this? What kind of person forgets their sister and niece?
LILAC IS MY NIECE!
HOLY SHIT!
SHE HAD BEEN DRAWING HER DRAGON SELF, AND MY PEGASUS SELF!
MY PEGASUS SELF WAS TURNED INTO A NIGHTMARE FOR PITCH!
Why is that so funny?
The ground beneath me still tried to howl at me. It sent back through me emotions that felt tainted. I pushed the emotions away. I was a Traveler too, it was weak in my blood but it was there. I belong in this world as much as my sister did. This world would not reject me. This reality may not want me here, but damn me again if I was going to leave my niece alone.
Especially with that whore, Mrs Barclay-and fuck you universe for rubbing that in my face.
I was going to save her again.
Then I'd find Morgan and slap her. Chances were that she had something to do with me being here.
"Did you- did you see that?" Jack asked. Jack Frost. I'm in Rise of the Guardians holy shit. This is awesome.
"Did you see that?" I held up my teeth. And wasn't that just the weirdest phrase to say.
Baby Tooth shook her head at us, chittering a denial.
Holy shit I was given command over other living beings.
Morgue was gonna lose her mind.
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Cupid's Rising
FanfictionShe has no idea how long she's been doing this. Her memories only go back three months, she could have been doing it for centuries before and she wouldn't know. But, if she doesn't remember it couldn't be that important. (Darcy is 45)(Lilac is 7-8)(...