J's POV
"Where is she?" I grumble under my breath, striding down the halls of Arkham, peering into every cell quickly in search of my daughter. My plan had gone perfectly, and I was about to get my love back. After continuously searching, I reached the last cell, and see an empty room with the door opened slightly. This has to be her cell, but Ace is nowhere to be found. This doesn't feel right at all. Then I hear it. I hear her screams and cries. The same that I had heard in the past weeks after she was taken. And it still kills me just as much. I spring toward the sound, eventually stumbling upon a truly horrid sight. My little girl, backed against a wall, covered in blood and deep cuts, with three figures towering over her, one with a soaked knife. I gasped, and the figures spun around quickly, noticing my presence. My eyes widened at the sight of one of them, myself being unable to hide my shock. Then I hear the most ungodly sound imaginable.
"Puddin!"
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A/N:
Hey guys. I know this is short and I know I took an incredibly long hiatus, but I would love to continue writing this book if y'all are still interested ! Let me know in the comments if you'd like me to continue. Much love, S
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