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"i'm the violence in the pouring rain."
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"jesus christ child, what did you encounter out there?" mother gasped in horror, dragging me out of the fireplace and onto the sofa. i winced in pain, the wound on my leg gushing out blood.
i ignored her question, "harlen was right."
she scoffed, "i told you so. i knew i shouldn't have let you go by yourself and look at your armour. it's covered in gold dust. must've been a big one. now tell me what happened."
i dusted off my leg, my black armour covered in gold specs of dust and rich in blood. slowly, it started to materialize away leaving me in my normal regular clothes.
"ahh forget it, i'll have to contact gwenna to repair your armour. i thought it was enchanted to be untouched?" mother gave me a frown, clearly unhappy that i'm not telling her anything.
"gwenna hates my guts but loves you. she only made it so i have to constantly get it enchanted. that old hag just wants to see me suffer." i snarled, thinking of the cyclops. she was good friends with mother but always has hated me and i do not know why.
"well she's a good seamstress and a good blacksmith, no doubt saved your life crafting your beloved sword." she eyed my ring, "go get washed up and hand me your amulet. we're having a late supper i guess."
i obliged, handing her my amulet and walked up the stairs to my room. passing by the family pictures, family heirlooms and family portraits. family. family. family. is my family even my family? i doubt my heritage, taking it out on my mother. something tells me that she isn't my mother but i cannot find any solid evidence to prove it. i could just be pmsing or something.
the water hit my sore body like a ton of bricks, the heat making my wound sting on contact but i chose to ignore it and swiftly washed up. not wanting to get lost in my thoughts and anger mother for missing supper.
once i was washed and dried, i slipped on some underwear, sweatpants and a sweatshirt then proceeded out of my room and down to the dining hall.
once again seeing the family pictures and facing my mother. my now foreign mother.
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sempiternal - pjo/hp
Fanfiction; with her brother halfway across the world, her mother a fraud, her father a god, and her life hell. caliber jackson gets put to the test as she overcomes obstacles that determine if she lives or dies.
