Wanderer Oneshot

wanderer-short story

There once was a person named Wendy she was a child that all parents would want, a girl that all girls would envy, and a women that all men would lust for. Her long dark hair was fine as silk, her ivory skin without a blemish, her eyes a soft soothing green, and a figure that was worthy of praise. Any girl would kill to have such a complexion, Windy was a polite well-mannered girl she respected her elders and never raised her voice and she was very very obedient.

      

One day on Wendy’s seventeenth year of birth her mother told her that she would be going to a dinner party at the Wilkinsins, the Wilkinsins were a rich family that controlled the neighborhood in which Wendy lived in they had four sons three of which were marred the fourth son Mathew the oldest was a man of twenty-three he was a gambler and a drunk there had been a rumor back when he was in high school that he had beaten and killed his girlfriend Cathie, Wendy’s older sister indeed Cathie did go missing but Mathew had been cleared of all suspicion as he had an alibi, Cathie was never found but there mother did not care for that she wanted to have a daughter marred in to the Wilkinsins family and would stop at nothing to have it so even if that son was a potential murderer.

 Wendy’s mother had seen the way Mathew looked at Wendy whenever she passed by him and she was going to use Wendy’s beauty to her advantage so she arranged a dinner for Mathew to propose, the Wilkinsins had already agreed to the marriage proposal as they wanted to get rid of their useless son as soon as possible and Mathew was all for marring the town beauty after all she was an obedient girl.

       

That night as Wendy made her way to the party alone as her mother had left a few hours prior to help set up, the whole street seemed abandoned it was empty and quite the cool fall air sneaked into the gaps of Wendy’s scarf making her shiver, before Wendy appeared a women she was hunched over and with a limp she wore a long black clock which covered her face and left her in shadows, the women stopped in the middle of the street and turned to Wendy a bony hand protruded from her clock a long skeletal finger signaling for the young women to fallow.

       

Wendy’s curiosity was pique things like this were not a common occurrence and so against her better judgment she followed, the women turned in to a side ally Wendy paused and glanced around but no one was there to see her, the ally was dark and she could not see but a few feet in she tuck a deep breath and proceeded a slow chuckle began it was low and raspy Wendy shivered again but this time the cold had nothing to do with it suddenly the ally was flooded in light blinding Wendy for a few seconds a high picked screech resounded against the walls Wendy crouched down and covered her ears blocking them from the painful noise.

      

Wendy felt a clawed hand rest on her shoulder she slowly opened her eyes and looked up she gasped and put a hand over her mouth in shock the women had been her sister, Cathie looked to be a hundred years older but she still had her bright golden green eyes she began to shake she smiled showing rotten green and black teeth, she moved closer to Wendy and blow out a green gas like substance forcing her younger sister to breath it in she chuckled again this time it was even more horrible and filled with menace her eyes began to glow red “Aveng me”

Wendy rouse up in an almost trance like manure her eyes flashed crimson for a second and then when back to their normal coloring she staggered but managed to catch and support herself against the wall of the ally she looked around confused as to why she was there she checked her watch her eyes grow wide, she was late she quickly dusted herself off and dashed to the Wilkinsin’s house by the time she got there she was out of breath and the party was over she returned to her house dreading what would happen her mother was by the front door waiting and fuming in anger “how dare you make a fool of me!” Wendy was about to apologies when her mother slapped her she fell to the grassed lawn in shock Wendy touched her check in stunned silence her mother had never raised her hand to her before and it angered her beyond control.

         

Wendy stud in silent rage she stared at her mother with absolute hatred “w-who do you thin y-you’re looking at like that!” her mother began to tremble in fear, Wendy grabbed her mother by her wrist and twisted her mother yelled in pain reflexive tears springing to her eyes “p-please Wendy I-I’m sorry!” her mother pleaded in vain Wendy kicked her in the stomach making her loss her breath Wendy used her other hand and grabbed her mother’s hair smashing her face with her knee Wendy’s mother struggled to breath blood was slowing freely from her nose and a cut on her bottom lip “W-Wendy..”

    

Wendy shoved her mother in to the house her mother tripped on the carpet and fell Wendy kicking her in the stomach again “w-why…” Wendy smiled at her mother in a disturbing manner her eyes flashing red once more “why you ask? Well let’s see I am a very obedient girl and I pride myself in being so,” she gave a dry chuckle “and well when my dear sister told me to avenge her I wasn’t very well going to disobey know was I?” Wendy’s mother’s eyes widened in horror “y-you inherited it didn’t you?” Wendy laughed hysterically “oh yes mother I did! Is it not beautiful?” Wendy bent down and from her boot she removed a long thin dagger the hilt had dragons engraved into it she raised the dagger the polished weapon shining in the light.

 “Good-bye mother see you in hell!”

There once was a demon named Wanderer she was a beautiful creature with raven black hair, ivory skin, and crimson red eyes she killed all those that raised their hand to one they should treasure her weapon was a dagger made from the blood and bone of her father forged by her mother and gifted by her sister she harms those that harm and loves those that love.

If you have harmed with no remorse the she will harm you with no mercy.