Hidden Treasure (Sonadow)
Once the cat was done cleaning up, he looked to the woman for what to do. "Mrs. Aleena, I have finished." He said, piling all the disposable items he collected into the trash.
"Good," Aleena said, wiping away what little sweat had formed on her forehead. "Now, put your hands up." She growled, swiftly pulling out a barrel gun from behind her back; she pointed straight at the cat's forehead.
The cat froze and looked at her confused. "Wha-"
She didn't let him finish before she pulled the trigger. A momentous shockwave sounded from the gun; blood splattering everywhere opposite of the woman and her child.
Baby Maurice wailed at the blast's pressure on his eardrums. "Wahhh!" He cried into his mother's chest.
She looked down at her baby, a frown wavering between her lips. "I'm sorry, Maurice, but this is all necessary." She repeated this, more for her own condolences. "I'm sorry, Maurice.." She swiftly returned the blaster behind her shirt and went to stroke her child's quills back; each stroke made Maurice more sleepy until he eventually passed out into another intoxicated sleep. "Good boy . ." Aleena softly whispered into his ears. "Good . . boy . ."
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↪ Warnings ↩
Read at your own risk (RAYOR); contains, mature themes, child-napping (not sleeping), blood, graphic scenes of all sorts (not just gore), stimulants, drugs, hallucinogens, dope, junk, gear, guns (blasters, etc.), head slicing, foul language, minimalist expectation out of people (idk, it ticks off some people), furries, animals, slurs, cuss words, ravaging of dead bodies, cannibalism, heart breaking scenes, and more.
