The Demon In A Mafia II: The Next-Gen

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Third POV

Before they knew it, it was already Monday again.

It seemed like so much had happened in the last week or so, so it felt great to just refresh and feel free.

At lunch~

Ace and the others were at their usual seats as something caught his eye.

It looked like Catherine.

"Guys I'll be right back..." Ace spoke getting up from his seat.

He walked over to the female who was sitting alone.

"Cathrine? I didn't know you went to this school."

Catherine sighed "well know you know that I do, now goodbye."

She seemed pissed.

"Nope, Im gonna sit next to you." Ace insisted sitting right in front of her with a grin.

She then stood up, threw away the remaining food scraps, and went back to him.

"Look Wrath, I don't like you and I don't ever see us being friends in the near time future, so I suggest that you leave me alone."

She then walked out of the cafeteria leaving Harley stunned.

With Catherine~

"What is up with that boy- Ugh, I wish they never sent me here in the first place!"

That's right, they decided that why not send her to the school where her enemies were.

" dad, wouldn't have stood for this." Catherine grumbled making a turn.

She hated everyone in the wrath family, especially Ace and Meliodas.

After school (still with Catherine)

" Good afternoon, chandler has my afternoon snack been made yet?" Cathrine asked as she slipped of her shoes.

" of course miss, it's freshly made, I just placed ur up in your study." Chandler bowed.

Catherine nodded as she headed upstairs to her study as she took out her homework and began to study.

Midway she paused and ser down her pencil, staring at a large picture framed in gold hanging there.

It was a man, his hair was long and slicked back.

She sighed sadly, she couldn't take this much pain, closing her books and putting away her papers she finished her tea and snack heading to her bedroom.

She tossed her bag to the corner as she plopped herself face first into her pillow.

Slowly but surely she fell asleep, ending up relieving everything in her past.

Her past~
Born to a life of misfortune, her eyes blank and her skin pale as a ghost.

"You stupid brat!"

"Sl*t!"

"Waste of money, time and energy!"

Her face was always bruised and dirty as her arms showed cut marks on them.

"It'd be best if you'd die already!" A woman shouted, taking a sharp jab at 5 year old catherine.

That was her mother and father treating her this way.

For a moment she thought that everything they said was gonna be true, how life was gonna be til she died, after all no motive to live for a people who despised you for no reason surely would  make you feel like this.