Ivan stared out of a grand window down to the large snowy garden to watch his twin sister play in the beautiful snow with her friends."I want to play, Luna", the young nurse sighed stared at the starry eyed but none the less very ill six year old, "You know you can't play out there" she sighed sitting on the edge of his bed. She turned to look at him and smiled softly "You look like a christmas Angel". Ivan looked up and replied quickly "I'm not an angel, only girls are angels. I'm a brave knight!" he exclaimed, and then proceed to have a coughing fit. The rest if the conversation was short, but sweet.
February had rolled around and it was Ivan's sixth birthday and he was celebrating alone. Almost. He had Luna, who now called him 'my little angel'. Luna was a mix between an older sister and a mother. As the family all celebrated with his sister, Clementine, Ivan murmured "why can't I have my birthday with everyone else?"
"Because, they are worried they'll make you more ill" it was an obvious lie, even at six Ivan could tell it was a lie but he accepted it because he had Luna and even if people forgot he was there, he knew Luna would always be there.
Two months later, the house was silent... Until it wasn't. The loud bangs filled the house with screams. Ivan curled up on Luna's lap sobbing as quietly as he could. When the murders got to the room and opened the door his heart stopped. The rest of it went too quickly and too slowly simultaneously. All that was left was blood and Ivan was dragged away as Luna squeaked out a last goodbye "I'll make it back to you, my little angel".
A/n
This is only part one.
-Max.
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One shots based on roleplays
RandomA collection of one shots, from edgy to fluff, all based on roleplays. - Max and Vin
