Wolf's POV
"Ready?" She asks as I approach her. I nod, knowing the plan. We find my father. I question him. I kill him if he has no excuse for attacking me. Rowan is helping me now, Luna at home. Funny. Is that my home now?
"Here." She whispers, pointing. It's not far from the old house. I nod and put my hood up. I step into the house, closing the door gently behind me.
"Father." I say casually, as if I were only coming home from school. He doesn't move.
"I knew you would come. I knew you survived." He says numbly, standing. He's holding a long kitchen knife, and his eyes have a strange tint to them. I instantly know he's insane.
"You would hurt your only daughter." I tell him flatly. He barks a laugh.
"Misty died in that fire. You're no daughter of mine. You're a monster." I back away slowly.
"Where's Jason?" My older brother was out with some friends that night.
"He's out there." My father says simply, slowly moving towards me.
'He's going to kill you. He's going to kill you. He's-'
That's when a knife is plunged into my stomach and then forcefully yanked out. I fall to my knees. He laughs like a madman as my blood shoots all over his clothes.
"This was always your fate. Consider it sealed." He cackles before stabbing me again in the chest. I stay silent as he walks over to the couch. Rowan heals me. My father lights it on fire, continuing to do the same to just about everything in the room.
I whimper. I've hated fire since that night..........
"So this is your fear? Fire?" He throws a burning book at me, setting my hoodie ablaze. Tears pour out of my eyes, but I feel numb. Like it's happening to someone else.
I stand with Rowan's help, sliding out my claws. I stumble over to my father, who has effectively sealed us inside this house with the flames. I shove my right claws into his stomach while raking the left ones down his face.
Yanking them out, I snarl,
"You're right. I am not your daughter. That life will die with you."
Watching the light fade from his terror filled eyes, I laugh at him.
"This was always your fate. Consider it sealed."
Clockwork's POV
It starts out well. They talk, I wait. Then he stabs her and sets the whole freaking house on fire. Oh god oh god wtf do I do?!
"Wolf!" I scream. I see Jeff appear from the trees.
"She hesitated, didn't she?" He asks. I nod.
"She showed mercy. Toyed with him. It was her downfall."
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shape limping away from the house. I instantly know it's her.
"Wolf!" I call, running over. She turns.
I take in the horrific sight before me. Her hoodie is scorched and torn, face burned and bleeding. Her arms are raw and covered with ash as well. Her eyes look both exhausted and wide awake..... somehow.
Her hands are shaking slightly, the claws hidden. Crimson tears run down her face, and her eyes are still glowing softly, black tinting the edges.
"W- what happened?" I ask, taken aback a bit by her appearance. She blink as if I'm not standing in front of her.
"My dad tried to kill me. I'm good......." She shudders, staring at the fire. Her gaze goes blank, and I can sense something here. Something..........abnormal. A spirit maybe?
"Go get Luna!" She snaps at nothing. The darkness (as I later recognize as insanity) leaves her eyes and she stumbles. Jeff catches her before she falls. She looks up, her red eye now blue, seeming exhausted.
She pushes him away.
"Let's get back. I-" She's cut off by an astonished voice.
"Misty?!"
She almost leaps back with shock.
"J- Jason?!"
Oh god. Shiz is about to go down.
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Becoming a Creepypasta
FanfictionShe was normal. Then she lost her memory. Jeff found her, she's quickly losing the desire to go back to her old life........
