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No Place Like Home Chapter One: Breakfast Time!

        I finish setting the food on the table just as the smell of Peach Blossoms and Honey fill my nose, the sound of someone entering the dining room causing me to turn and see freshly showered JJ already dressed for his day.

        “Good-morning Κούπες. I hope you slept well.” I say as I meet him half-way giving him a quick kiss.

        “Good-morning our Ψυχή.” His 1920’s British-Irish voice is quiet as he talks in-case someone overhear him speak.

        “It’s pancakes, fruit and sausage for breakfast this morning, I set some honey and whipped cream aside for you.” His eyes light up as he peeks over to the table and I can’t help but giggle at his adorable reaction.

        “Go sit and eat. I know you need to go to the doctors soon besides I need to go get the others anyway.” He walks over to his spot, an eager skip in his step as I smile before leaving following the smell of Mint to Remus’ room humming to myself as I do. I open the door to see him singing along to the song I was just humming as he sews some beads that he definitely took from me, onto a large piece of fabric.

“I take my pills and I’m happy all the time

I’m happy all the time

I’m happy all the time.”

        I look it over and I see that he has made a tapestry making what is currently our family as the soul-marks. I could see in the background that was made to look like mine, the beads reflecting any light that touches it and I look it over seeing that he was finishing up his own, a black and green crown with black octopus tentacles coming from it wielding a black and emerald green sword a perfect replica of the one on the left of my lower back.

“I love my girl but she ain’t worth the price

she ain’t worth the price

no, she ain’t worth the price.”

        He moves away as he finishes sewing in the last bead looking over his hand work as it hangs from the ceiling.

        “So what do you think?” His voice nearly makes me jump and I quickly look at him seeing that he’s staring at me with his red and green eyes, proud smile on his face making his mustache curve, reminding me of the Cheshire cat in a way.

        “It’s beautiful.” I say not able to keep the slight awe out of my voice even if I wanted to. He left holes in it to fill in as they join our family although there are quite a few I don’t recognize. He must have seen me eyeing those spots curiously because he speaks up again.

        “Yeah I don’t know either. It just felt right.” I raise an eyebrow at him while he just has his smile on his face.

        “Weirdo.” He lets out a dramatic gasp that I giggle at.

        “Why thank you for noticing.” His voice was just as dramatic as his gasp sending me into a little fit of giggles.

        “Breakfast is ready. It’s pancakes,” He lets out an excited squeal. “with fruit and sausage among various other toppings.” He jumps a bit and goes to bolt out the door.

        “Wait!” I say loudly, making him stop and pout looking at me.

        “What?”

        “Clothes.” I say gesturing to his naked form with a finger. He pouts more before snapping his fingers now wearing ripped black skinny jeans with a pale green tank top, a studded black leather jacket and three inch heeled combat boots.

        “There. Happy now?” He asks, still pouting.

        “Considering you are no longer flashing me and will not flash anyone else, yes I am. The fact that I’m pretty sure you’re commando, not so much.” He throws his head back laughing as he walks over and messing up my hair. I swat his hand away making him laugh more.

        “You know it!” He goes to run to the dining room.

        “Don’t start a food fight either. JJ has a doctors appointment after breakfast.” He just rolls his eyes before speaking.

        “I don’t understand why he needs to go to a doctor to confirm he’s pregnant, he already knows he is.”

        “You know he enjoys the novelty of doing human things.” I remind him, although I doubt he needs it.

        “Sounds like a waste of time to me.” He remarked, a small laugh in his voice as he began to walk.

        “He’s the master of time Green Bean, he has nothing but time.” He just laughs before running to the dining room. I let out a small snort at my brother’s antics before going to get the others and along the way I run into Emile already dressed for the day and walk to the dining room.

        “Heya mom.” he greets enthusiastically, obviously excited about something if the smell of French Toast radiating from him is anything to go by.

        “Hey sweetie, you going somewhere today?” I can’t help but ask as he bounces on the balls of his feet as his reddish purple hair bounces with him just barely falling above his gold ringed plum eyes that are shining with excitement.

        “Yep! I convinced the others to go shopping with me today in New York City.” He’s obviously excited as I can see his skin reflecting the light a bit in a swirl of pastel blue and pink.

        “Oh good! It’s about time you guys went out together again. And if you need anything JJ, Remus and Remy will be there as well. Although I think it would be best if you just called, your brother JJ shouldn’t be doing anything stressful and Remus is too much of a wild card and draws too much attention.” He smiles widely at the news that more of us will be there having fun.

        “Finally, I’ve been trying to get them to do something other than hide in the castle.”

        “Manor.” I remind him

        “At this size it might as well be a castle.” His voice is still as excited as before as he continues to bounce on the balls of his feet and it makes me smile seeing one of my kids so excited for the day.

        “Well breakfast is ready, it’s pancakes, fruit and sausage.” I tell him as I move out of his way.

        “Delicious.” He beamed as he continues his trek to the dining room while I resume my search for the rest of my kids and my husbands. I know three are close, Two husbands and a child, by the smell of Leather, Pine Needles and Iced Caramel Coffee. Yancy, Anti and Remy. I walk into one of the living rooms and hear the familiar sound of Steven Universe playing as I look over and see Remy asleep in a love seat while Anti was asleep on top of Yancy who was asleep with his arms wrapped around Anti while they were sprawled across a couch snoring softly.

        I walk over to Remy, grabbing his sunglasses from the side table and gently patting his cheek.

        “It’s time to wake up Cub, breakfast is ready.” He stirs slightly before relaxing again. I pat his cheek again and he stirs again before yawning, showing off his wolf like teeth before he opens his golden eyes blinking the sleep from them as he looks up at me.

        “Good-morning sweetheart.” I greet him as he sits up stretching his honey brown wolf tail hanging over the couch before disappearing as his wolf ears become human ears covered by his honey brown hair. I hand him his glasses and he takes them with a quiet ‘thank you.’ before he puts them on. He takes a deep breath before making a ‘mmm’ sound.

        “Pancakes and sausage.” He says getting up stretching more and popping his back and neck a bit before grabbing his leather jacket and throwing it on, his outfit changing a little to a darker pair of jeans and black shirt that says ‘Move I’m Gay’.

        “And fruit.” I remind him as he puts on his sneakers on hopping a little as he does so not making a sound.

        “Just because it’s not in a pie or a drink doesn’t mean you aren’t eating it.” He groans a bit.

        “Beside I got you some Oregon Blackberries anyway.” I can see him perk up.

        “So you better hurry before Remus gets it.” I see his lip purse in annoyance as he manages to get his other shoe on.

        “He knows I’m not afraid to shoot a bitch.” His tone is sassy with a little bit of sleep left over in his voice.

        “And you know that won’t do anything to him.”

        “It’s the message that counts Momma.” He reminds me, obviously remembering the time I threw someone out the window into a pool rather than concentrate.

        “Just go and eat. You’re going to be around a lot of people today so you need the energy.” He nods a bit before leaving to go to the dining room as I turn my attention to Yancy and Anti still sleeping on the couch. I walk over, turning off the T.V. as I do, before shaking them both lightly, keeping my voice soft as I do.

        “It’s time to wake up Loves.” They both groan as Yancy buries his face into Anti’s green hair while Anti buries his face into Yancy’s shirt.

        “Come one my Αγγελος Incarnation.” I say teasingly as Yancy’s deep purple eyes snap open, staring up at me annoyed at the pun while Anti bursts into a fit of giggles.

        “I want a divorce.” Yancy says in a deadpan voice sending Anti into even more giggles.

        “I get Anti. He knows a good pun when he hears one.” I giggle out making Anti giggle harder as he looks up at us. His giggling subsides as he has a tired but happy smile on his face.

        “Mornin’ Dolls.” Yancy yawns out as I lean over giving Anti a deep kiss that he returns a bit sleepily.

        “Alright, alright no makin’ out on me without me.” he says making both Anti and I giggle as we pull away from each other as Yancy brings one hand up pulling me to him and give me a kiss I gladly reciprocate before pulling away and giving Anti a deep kiss who also gladly reciprocates it before pulling away and sitting up making Anti sit up as well.

        “It’s Pancakes,” Anti perks up excitedly. “fruit and sausage for breakfast.” Anti gets up quickly giving both Yancy and I quick cheek kisses before bolting out the room while yelling.

        “I’ll see you in a few!” And rushing towards the dining room leaving Yancy and I behind with our amusement. I look at Yancy who is watching where Anti left fondly before looking over at me and I can see him trying to hide the sadness in his eyes, although the plants in the room were beginning to droop.

        “That memory again?“ His eyes flicker to the floor before nodding a bit as he swallows harshly. I sigh and bend down pulling him into a hug which he reciprocates.

        “You know I’m here when you need to talk to someone. We all are.” He nods slightly as he leans his head against my shoulder.

        “I know.” His voice is quiet, cracking just a bit.

        “I know it’s just…”

        “I know sweetheart, believe me I know.” I keep my voice soft as he takes a shaky breath. He pulls away and wipes his eyes quickly obviously trying to hide the fact he was about to cry. I look at him a bit sadly before he stands and I give him a quick kiss.

        “Go eat Stripes, I need to get the others.” He laughs a little before asking,

        “Who’s left?”

        “Illi, Dark, Wil and all the kids minus Remy and Emile.” He laughs a bit more before giving me a peck on the cheek.

        “Good luck Doll. I’ll see you at breakfast.” he says before leaving the room. I look around the room before singing softly,

“I take my pills and I’m happy all the time

I’m happy all the time

I’m happy all the time

I love my girl but she ain’t worth the price

she ain’t worth the price

no, she ain’t worth the price.”

        The plants in the room return to their normal perky state even if they are a bit bigger than before Yancy’s nightmare but they still stand tall again. I leave the living area bouncing a little as I walk humming the song again as I approach the game room which is filled with the smells of Freshly Fallen Snow, Robbie, a Burning Candle, Yan, A Grassy field in the summer, Sammi, Dark Raspberry Chocolate, Kira, Strawberry, Oliva, and Freshly Cut Grass in the Spring, Jamie. I hear both Sammi and Yan shouting and the sound of the joy sticks hitting against the boundaries rather harshly. I sigh exasperated before entering the room to see Yan sitting on Kira’s lap both of them playing just as violently as Sammi whose on the floor next to them shouting at the game, just as loud as Yan, they were playing Super Smash Bros. Ultimate. How they got Kira to play is beyond me.

        I look over to the couches and see Robbie draped over a love seat while reading a book, by the looks of it it’s Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Oliva and Jamie sitting on the couch with controllers in their hands as they both violently press buttons their tongues sticking out of the corner of their mouths as they focus on the game. I sigh again just as Yan lets out a victorious shout as the game flashes her character, Mewtwo, on the screen.

        “Well if you’re quite done,” They all jump, heads snapping towards me where I stand in the doorway. “it’s time for breakfast.” Sammi looks confused as she asks,

        “Wait. What time is it?” I groan rubbing the bridge of my nose before answering,

        “9:37 currently.” They all simultaneously make ‘Oh shit’ faces confirming my suspicions of them being up all night. I rub my face in annoyance.

        “You guys are lucky you don’t need to sleep often.” Sammi, Yan and Jamie grin sheepishly while Robbie, Oliva and Kira refuse to make eye contact. I sigh again, exasperated.

        “Come on you guys turn it off and get to breakfast.” Sammi gets up and turns the console and T.V. off as the others get up from their spots, Yan lets out a loud squeal as Kira, their wife, picks them up in a bridal carry, spinning a little eliciting a louder squeal from them.

        “Kira! Stop it, put me down!” Kira just lets out a small laugh as she stops spinning but doesn’t put them down. I move out of the door as she quickly walks past with a quick ‘See you at breakfast!’ while Yan just yells and protests to being held with no real fire. The others snicker and laugh at Yan’s fading verbal pouting as they all shuffle out of the rooms giving me quick hugs that I gladly return as they leave the room with variations ‘See you at breakfast mom!’.

        I look around the room one last time before sighing and with a wave of my hand the mess they left behind disappeared. I leave and walk to Illinois’ room knowing he was probably examining one of the artifacts I kept in the basement. Sure enough, when I walk into his room, he’s passed out at his desk with a golden dagger with a diamond hilt that had been carved into a skeleton. A closer look at you could see that it had the name         

        ‘Mori.’

        ‘Oh.’ He must have looked in my room. Mori is one of my reapers, he gave me his dagger to be able to contact him if I needed to. I gently shake his shoulder leaning over and whispering in his ear,

        “Time to wake up Simia, it’s time for breakfast.” He moans in protest as I gently pull him back so he is sitting up.

        “Oh don’t whine at me, you know very well that you needed to sleep last night.” He groans opening his honey eyes as he pouts a little. I smile softly in response.

        “Come on Simia, you need to get up and eat.” He yawns loudly as he slowly gets up and I reach over grabbing the dagger.

        “And,” I say, gently booping his nose. “don’t take my shit.” He looks confused before seeing the dagger in my hand and his face flushes a bright red.

        “S-Sorry Love.” He stutters out obviously embarrassed about getting caught.

        “It’s alright Simia, now get to breakfast. You said you were dragging Yancy to the museum today anyway.” I boop his nose again before giving him a quick kiss.

        “Alright then Sweetheart, I’ll see you at breakfast.” He gives me a kiss on my cheek before walking out, yawning a little as he does and I smile a little before looking down at the dagger. I frown a bit as I look it over noticing that even after ninety years, I could still smell the faint scent of Cold Bubble Gum Ice Cream on a summer’s day after 90 or so years. I grip it tightly remembering when I first gave it to Ethan, and remembering when I took it off his corpse.

        I feel a jolt of… something, I’m not sure what, rush over me and it nearly knocks me over before I steady myself. I look down at the dagger before sending it to a small pocket dimension for the time being before leaving Illinois’ room and going towards Dark’s, knowing Wilford was there as well if the smell of Bubblegum Liquor with Dark’s Strawberry is anything to go by.

        Just as I approach the room both Dark and Wilford leave, Wilford babbling away about something while Dark tries his best to not look amused. They both noticed me almost immediately with Dark smiling softly while Wilford visibly perks up more than he was.

        “Sugarplum!” Wilford shouts excitedly as he jogs over a little, Dark right behind him.

        “Good morning my Loves.” I greet them both with kisses and hugs which they both return.

        “Good morning my dear.”

        “Mornin' Sugarplum!”

        “Breakfast is ready, I was just coming to get you guys. It’s pancakes, sausage and fruit.”

        “That sounds-” Dark gets cut off by Wilford shouting.

        “Delicious!” I just laugh as Dark just sighs at Wil’s antics.

        “Yes it does, now let’s go eat.” The three of us walk to the dining room getting there just as JJ is leaving. He sees the three of us and smiles brightly walking over quickly and Wilford scoops him up in a big hug thankfully not a tight one before setting him down beaming at him.

        “Mornin’ JJ!” The Pink mustached ‘man’ greeted happily.

        “Good-Morning Wil.” JJ ‘spoke’ back, a smile on his face.

        “Where are ya goin’?” Wilford asks, a confused look on his face. And before JJ could sign back I hear a loud crash quickly followed by Yan and Sammi shouting at each other, most likely over who got the most wins in their game. Dark sighs in annoyance beside me while Wilford just looks towards the doorway his eyebrow raised in mild surprise, obviously not expecting them to start arguing about something like that this early. Thankfully though Anti and Yancy quickly get it under control before they could throw anything else at each other.

        “You two should go and sit down before anymore fighting breaks out and there’s glass in the food.” I inform them, and they both nod in agreement, Wil letting out a small chuckle before he gives JJ a quick kiss on the cheek before walking into the dining room, a small skip in his step. Dark gives JJ a slight nod as he walks past him which JJ returns before he disappears into the dining room greeting the others as he does.

        I go and pull JJ close and enjoy the warm feeling his smile brings before and I can’t stop the chuckle that leaves me when he stands on his tiptoes to give me a kiss I gladly return. I reach up cupping his cheeks gently before we pull away a jovial smile on both of our faces.

        “I love you, My Κούπες.” My voice is a soft but loving whisper as I tell him and I always enjoy watching his cheeks become a little pink as he smiles.

        “I love you too, Our Ψυχή.” His voice is just as soft and loving while he whispers back and a dopey grin spreads across my face at the words and it sends him into a small fit of laughter.

        “Be safe darling, make sure not to attract attention.”

        “Aren’t I always?” I snort at that which he attempts to pout out but his face quickly pulls into another smile as I fix his slightly crooked bow-tie.

        “I will don’t worry.”

        “You know that’s never gonna happen Dear.” He rolls his eyes playfully and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.

        “Alright, I need to go or i’m gonna be late, bye Love.” 

        “Goodbye, I’ll see you later.” He gives me a slight wave just as he leaves and I turn walking into the dining room where I see Emile explaining to Kira why she doesn’t need to worry about clothes not fitting her while the others chat idly with each other, Yan and Sammi still shooting playfully challenging looks to each other from across the table. I smile to myself as I go and sit in my spot between Yan and Robbie thinking to myself.

        ‘Today is gonna be a good day.’

Thank you @trixie8264 for Beta reading and Editing most of the chapter

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Translations

Κούπες = Heart

Ψυχή = Soul

Simia = Monkey

Tip: The reason she calls Anti and Yancy Αγγελος Incarnation together is because She calls Anti, Άγγελος and Yancy’s soulmark on his romantic Soulmates is a Red Carnation.

Red carnation symbolizes love, pride and admiration.

She calls Illinois Simia/Monkey because he climbs everything.

”Telepathy“

😫 insert soap crushing asmr videos

AU List A-Z

Made a list of all the AU’s I could think of. Used to help me when I have no ideas, decided it could help others and I should post it. It took a few weeks to fill it out this extensively and I have no more interest in adding to it, so please don’t bother suggesting anything （；￣д￣）

A

Accidental Marriage AU

Actor AU

Alien AU

Amnesia AU

Android AU

Angel/Demon AU

Animal AU

Apocalypse AU

Arranged Marriage AU

Artist AU

Art Student AU

Assassin AU

Athlete AU

Author AU

Avian (Bird People) AU

B

Babysitter AU

Bakery AU

Ballet AU

Band AU

Bartender/Bar AU

Beach AU

Blind AU

Blind Date AU

Bodyguard AU

Book Store AU

Bounty Hunter AU

Brothel AU

C

Caterer AU

Camp Counselor AU

Camping AU

Carnival AU

Castaway AU

Celebrity AU

CEO/Boss AU

Chef AU

Child AU

Choir AU

Circus AU

Clothing Shop AU

Club AU

Coffee Shop AU

College AU

Conductor AU

Choreographer AU

Coworker AU

Criminal AU

Cult AU

Cyborg AU

D

Dancer AU

Dead/Death AU

Deaf AU

Demigod AU

Demon Hunter AU

Detective AU

Dimension Hoping AU

DJ AU

Doctor AU

Domestic AU

Dragon AU

Drama Class AU

E

Enemies AU

Ex AU

F

Fairy AU

Fake Dating/Engagement/Marriage AU

Fashion/Fashion Designer AU

Fire Fighter AU

Forbidden Love AU

Fugitive AU

G

Gang AU

Gardener/Gardening AU

Ghost AU

H

Hairstylist AU

Haunted House AU

Hero/Villain AU

High School AU

High School Reunion AU

Historical AU

Horror AU

Hospital AU

Hunger Games AU

I

Immortal AU

J

Judge AU

Jury Duty AU

K

Kidnapper/Kidnapped AU

L

Lawyer AU

Library AU

Lifeguard AU

M

Mafia AU

Maid AU

Magician AU

Magic AU

Marriage AU

Mechanic AU

Medieval AU

Mermaid AU

Military AU

Model AU

Modern AU

Monster/Monster Hunter/Monster Tamer AU

Murder Mystery AU

Musical AU

Musician AU

N

Neighbor AU

Ninja AU

Nurse AU

O

Office AU

Officer (Police) AU

O/B/A AU

P

Parallel Universe AU

Parametric AU

Paranormal Investigator AU

Parent AU

Pen Pal AU

Pet Store AU

Photographer AU

Pirate AU

Podcast AU

Porn Star AU

Prisoner AU

Prank War AU

Prostitute AU

Q

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R

Reality TV Show AU

Reporter AU

Restaurant AU

Resurrection AU

Road Trip AU

Roll Reversal AU

Room Mate AU

Rival AU

Royalty AU

S

Scientist AU

Serial Killer AU

Servant AU

Sick AU

Social Media AU

Soulmate AU

Space AU

Spy AU

Stalker AU

Stranger AU

Street Racing AU

Stripper AU

Student AU

Survival AU

T

Tattoo Shop AU

Teacher AU

Theater AU

Thief AU

Time Travel AU

U

Undead AU

Undercover Cop AU

V

Vacation AU

Vampire/Vampire Hunter AU

Veterinarian AU

W

Waiter AU

War AU

Wedding Planner AU

Werewolf AU

Wild West AU

Witch AU

Wizard AU

X

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Y

Yandere AU

Youtuber AU

Z

Zookeeper AU

Zombie AU

Finally got my lazy butt to draw the JSE versions of my AU “Devils On My Shoulders” (Just the main egos for now. I might draw Robbie at a later date). 

The full version will be over on my DA - click the images for better quality. :)

This was enjoyable to draw~ Hope ya like it!

**Do not repost/steal without permission - Reblogs are okay!**

Enjoy~

-K10

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Alain Mesa as Alejandro Vargas in CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE II

Hey guys! I’ve been working on a myth AU for months and I finally got around to drawing Anti today, so what better way to introduce the AU than to show him off? If you guys are interested in seeing the other characters soon, let me know! I’m always open to talk about the AU :)

Basic info:

Species- Cockatrice (wearing a human illusion)

Age: indeterminate- born sometime in the 1300s

Birthplace: England

Appearance: as a human he is blind in both eyes, has unkempt messy brown hair and pale skin, and his body shows signs of a previous eating disorder/starvation. He’s covered in faded scars that he gouged into himself decades ago. He retains a scar on his throat that is hardly visible in his true form.

In his true form he is blind in both eyes, retains scars and signs of undernourishment, and has dull plumage. He is perpetually dirty and he doesn’t mind it. His feathers are rough and worn, and he’s barely able to fly.

Backstory: 

Anti was barely seven human years old when he was forced to flee underground to avoid being hunted and killed by humans- he was only a hatchling. Because of his small size (about a foot long) he was able to easily evade his attackers. He lived in a deep cave, only coming out to hunt every five or so months and bringing back animal carcasses and forest foods to maintain enough nutrition to grow. He did this until farmers brought chickens to the area, as the cry of a rooster was fatal, and Anti’s instincts told him to hide. He fled the surface, but not before being caught and nearly killed- he retains a scar on his throat from that incident. He got away from his attacker within an inch of his life and remained underground, scared, withering away.

Anti grew too large to fit through the cave’s opening eventually, and he resigned himself to his fate. He was starving, cold, alone- he missed the sunlight. He grew sadder and sadder, crying so much that the earth beneath him turned to clay, and with this clay Anti molded a vaguely humanoid golem. He intends to use it to vent his anger, but the golem comes to life instead, and Anti doesn’t want to hurt it- it’s the first sign of life he’s seen in several years. The golem is tied to his every whim, practically a servant by design, but Anti doesn’t know that- together, they form a strong bond. The golem nurses Anti back to health, fitting through the opening where Anti can’t, bringing back food from the surface and entertaining him. But one day, the golem doesn’t return from the surface. Anti waits for days and nights on end, stressing, until he gathers the courage to break through the cave rubble and emerges into the daylight.

He’s been blinded by so many years in complete darkness, he’s weak and fragile from a lack of food. Before he can even come to his senses, a woman appears to him. He can’t see her, he can only hear her voice. She turns him into a human, giving him a quest to find and free her. Anti refuses at first, but after the woman promises to help him find his golem, Anti reluctantly agrees. Finding his companion is the only thing that matters to him on his quest. It’s the only thing that matters to him at all.

Cat boy ghost brainrot!!! 🧼 👻 🐱

i took my reluctant cat dad ghost headcanon too far and now im just drawing cat boy ghost

Some quick 20 min sketches (aka i love price and the world needs to know)

I’d like to introduce everyone to my new theme song

Chapter 5: 1824 October 11th

Liru’s P.O.V.

        Stella’s hooves make no sound as they hit the ground, her wings folding at her sides as we are now less then a kilometer out and I can hear the sound of the hell hounds barking, Riptide and Killer, their liters already surrounding the village, ready to tear it apart. I can see the village as Stella begins to slows we near the entrance of the village men out with torches almost extinguished by the rain and wind some with rifles others with bows and arrows the rest with some form of farming tool. Most popular decision tonight seems to be a pitch fork.

        Stella slows to a stop between Riptide, a hell-hound the size of a wolf with a skull stripped of any flesh with two large horns that went back diagonally and glowing yellow eyes, red fur even redder soaked in blood with it’s bone spikes ripping out the back it’s torso showing it’s ribs with any missing fur, and Killer, a large black hell-hound that went up to my shoulders, it’s fur creating a lion like main around it’s head, glowing yellow eyes shining through it’s sleek black fur. I watched with a smirk on my face as people scramble back screaming at the sight of me, screaming things like death and monsters. So nothing new. I smile, my mouth full of sharp teeth as Τριφύλλι and Σπαθί finally catching up coming to a stop behind Riptide and Killer, and as much as I enjoy reveling in there free after everything they did to Jack, I’m not here for revenge, I’m here for answers, and a bit of revenge.

        I bring up a finger to my lips and letting out a quiet “Shhhh.” and surprisingly the humans listen as it echoes through the village on the stormy night, no surprise that the hounds back off a little but still snarling and snapping at them. I smile to myself looking them all over through the bottom of my hood before an icy rage flowing through my veins at their healthy looks remembering just how skinny Jack is. I gently pat Stella’s neck signaling to let me off and I feel her huff slightly before getting on her front knee’s allowing me to hope off before she stands again intimidating the humans as she stares them down the flesh missing on one side of her jaw showing sharpened teeth, obviously unnatural for a horse.

        I look over them on last time, the only sound is the thunder rumbling around overhead and the snarling and snapping of Riptide and Killer’s liters. “Hello.” I say my voice falsely comforting as it echoes around the village. “I’ve come for some… information, I guess you could say.” I begin to stalk forward and one of the gun wielders point his rifle at me and I put my hand up stopping the sudden advances of the hounds, shadows and Stella.

        “N-now h-hold on,” A tall lanky-ish looking man says in an accent thinker than Jack’s. ‘Mr. Blanchfield’ a voice sounding like a terrified Jack. The icy rage turns to fire as I get flashes of his memories specifically the feeling of a metal belt buckle against his back. “w-we don’t w-want a-any trou-” He gets cut off by multiple loud booms of thunder with lightning striking all around the village eliciting more screams from many of them. “I said,” Poisoned honey dripping from every word. “I’ve come for information. Specifically about the Mcloughlin’s that were adopted.”

        The confusion that radiates from them is amusing, but also annoying. “Well?” I ask getting more annoyed by the second. “Does anyone have answers? Or do I need to tear this place apart to get my answers.” My voice is low, rumbling through each and everyone of their heads. “Either way I will get what I came for, blood or no blood.” I begin to stalk forward again my eyes trained on the man, Blanchfield, in-front of me rifle shaking in his hands as he stutters in what I assume to be a poor attempt to sound intimidating voice, “S-STOP!!!” I don’t I just keeping stalking forward staring him down and with a particularly loud boom of thunder overhead, he fires straight into my chest, ripping through the parts of my shirt that showed through my cloak, although I remained unharmed it did knock me back a step. Three things happen all at once. One, the force from the blast knocks me back a step. Second, both Stella and Σπαθί let out ground shaking roars while the hounds made a sound between a roar and a snarl and third, they all attacked the villagers at the same time.

        I grab the scythe from my back and cut off Mr. Blanchfield’s head in a single movement and I watch his body fall more annoyed then anything. I look around before shouting above the barking, screaming and gunshots that quickly died out as the hounds got to them, “Αφήστε τους αθώους και τα παιδιά, τους ενόχους, γιορτάστε αν επιθυμείτε!“ I look around at the buildings trying to find the orphanage and begin to walk through the village, the hair raised on the back of my neck indicating that Τριφύλλι was right behind me.

        I held my scythe at my side as I walked through all the chaos that was happening, the rain washing the blood off until I come across a familiar building. I put the scythe back on my back as I look up at the orphanage a feeling in the back of my mind wants to rip it apart. I close my eyes focusing on the source of it, a little ball of green lightning shaking like a leaf.

        “Jack,” I breathe out in shock. I open my eyes again looking up at the building, the rage for this place bleeding from Jack was a bit suffocating as I think ‘It’s alright πυγολαμπίδα, you never have to deal with this place again. So just… relax my love.’ I can feel it begin to fade as he relaxes and I quickly walk inside, Τριφύλλι right behind me. I look around before finding the master bedroom and looks around the room until I find a box of adoption papers under the bed and quickly begin to shift through them trying to ignore the rising headache from the memories attached to them getting flashes of them being signed and for some reason Mrs. Blanchfield was burning some but… missing one?

        All of them had the name Mcloughlin but one is missing. Everything freezes as I come across the missed one.

        Jameson Jackson Mcloughlin

        I dropped the others as I stare at the name before quietly singing out,

“Look at this place, look at your faces

They’re shining like a thousand shining stars.”

        As I finish the lyrics my mind is filled with flashes of a little boy with a silver tongue, barely learning how to speak before realizing what happens to his family if he does, his eldest brother? Jack told me that he only had brothers, perhaps one was born in the wrong body, teaching him how to walk while hanging onto his dress like a life line as he watched his own feet. I watched as the little boy falls asleep on all of his brothers, throwing a tantrum as the oldest adopted out against his own will. Watched until he was ripped away at the age of three. But it didn’t stop there it stopped when those fucking monsters that took him from his family whip his back with the metal part of a belt at the age of s̭i̳͋x.

        I look down at the paper scanning for the name, ignoring the booming thunder over head and lighting striking outside and the half dead plants inside growing out of control. I find the name and growl out in a bone chilling growl “D͕aly̥” the rage I forcefully stamp down it already having physical effects, the golden red scales surrounding my eyes and I can only imagine how my eyes look.

        I quickly fold the paper and hide it in my cloak as I stand up walking out not noticing as Τριφύλλι seems to shiver before following me out. I go to leave but before I can something up stops me calling me upstairs. I take off the hood as I turn and walk to the stairs looking up, confused and even angrier as I stalk up the stairs the smell of blood flooding my sense of smell, Jacks to be precise, years and years of it. I walk through one of the rooms and climbing up to the attic and opening it and gets hit with a blast of cold air and I let out a low growl as I step up into the attic looking around seeing a small mattress made of old ratty pillows and blankets which splotches of dried blood and a few over grown bouquet of flowers that I gave him over the year, ‘I wonder how they lasted this long’.

        The entire area smells of him with a mix of mold and mildew from the rain ruined roof, walls and floor. There were holes in the ceiling which aloud for the wind and rain to hammer into attic space. His ‘bed’, if you could call it that, was tucked into a damp corner clearly the ‘driest’ of the entire room. I can only imagine what my eyes look like now as I ignore the rage burning through my veins.

        I went over to his sleep area a shifted through the billows and blankets before finding a small metal box that had Jack’s name carved into it and something carved out of it. It seemed to be made of some form of enchanted wood as I looked it over noticing little sigils lighting up when lightning flashes. I nearly drop it when I realize what it’s from, the cult of malplena, the Void, I take a deep shaky breathe as I whispers out “Detruu.” causing the sigils preserving it from time, break leaving no trace of it’s connection to the void behind.

        I pick it up as I look around the area on last time and I can here someone scramble into the building and up the stares to the second form and I can hear a hound following them. I stand up glaring at the entrance of attic as the person- no woman, Mrs. Blanchfield to be exact. She scrambles back on her single one hand as the hound, undoubtedly Riptide, the one who took her hand to begin with. She turns to gets up and freezes as she spots Τριφύλλι in the corner behind me as I glared down at her my horns beginning to form as I looked at the monster that dared called themselves a person.

        “No.” She whispers out as I begin to move towards her. I grin with no joy and all malice as I grabbed my scythe from my back. She begins to scream “DEMON!!! DEMON!!!”

        “Oh shut up.” In one movement I slice her from her shoulder and waist letting her fall back down to Riptide who proceeds to rip her apart as I grab the box before hopping down. I walk past Riptide giving him a pat on the back. “Mi revidos vin poste Riptide.” He lets out a small bark before going back to playing with his new chew toy and I put my hood up again my horns disappearing. I see Τριφύλλι grabbing Σπαθί by it’s wild hair as it tries to swipe at people running by and I walk out next to them drawing Σπαθί’s attention to me calming down as it sits like a dog, waiting. I let out a loud whistle calling for Stella and I can hear her roar one last time before seeming to appear in front of me getting down on her knee’s and letting me get on.

        When she gets up I look around the town one last time before patting her neck and she takes off like a light, the shadow creatures close behind. I can feel my rage leave me as I think about Jack back at home asleep, hopefully peacefully and I can feel my scales fade to skin hoping my eyes are back to normal as the field comes into view before fading away to the valley as Stella lets her wings out flying up then down to the island and before she even fully lands I hope off of her and take off running to the entrance of the castle shouting back to her.

        “Sorry Stella I need to check on Jack!” I hear her laugh in the back of my head causing me to blush a bit as I run up the stairs. “Don’t worry little one, go check on your lightning bug” I will forever deny the blush that over took my face._____________________________________________________________

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Thank you to @antis-gauge for Translating for me from English to Greek

Translations:

Club is Τριφύλλι

Spade is Σπαθί

"Spare the innocent and children, the guilty, feast on if you wish” is “Αφήστε τους αθώους και τα παιδιά, τους ενόχους, γιορτάστε αν επιθυμείτε!“

Destroy is Detruu

“I’ll see you later Riptide” is “Mi revidos vin poste Riptide”

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