roryo

[roryo]

The canonical event for every artist is to make a character mary sue. (In my case it's creating false scenarios in my head)

[roryo]

I had nothing to do, so I decided to write this

This is the first OneShort I will post here, i accept suggestions. English is not my native language, so sorry for any mistakes.

Please don't take it seriously.

Platonic batfamily x OC

TW:blood, gore?

Red Spider-Lilies

The tapping of the sewing machine was the only thing that could be heard in that dimly lit room, the girl continued to carefully push the cotton fabric slowly while the sharp needle made symmetrically aligned stitches on the piece of cloth.

Out there, it was just a silent night in Gotham, no one would dare go out at such a late hour. However, the young woman continued to concentrate on her meticulously thought out work, not caring about what is happening outside. Does not matter. Not when a beautiful piece of clothing was about to be made. Another piece, another perfect piece. Your fingers, stiff from past calluses, are proof of your hard work. Your only reason to feel like you're good at something...

Her attention is taken away for a second when the door to her studio opens, with a standing figure looking at the girl's back, but she doesn't even turn her head. The boutique had already closed at five o'clock, with an hour to go until midnight, but even so, she doesn't worry about a possible invader, continuing her sewing.

The figure moves towards the calming girl, the person's footsteps joined with the noise of the sewing machine. This person wasn't trying to be unnoticed. She is not an invader. The figure came inches away from the chair in which the lady is sitting, suddenly a gloved hand with slender fingers was placed on his shoulder gently. Finally the silence is broken when the person pronounces.

"Good night, Mio." It was the voice of an adult woman

The young lady moves her neck enough to look into the woman's eyes in recognition, without fear in her eyes.

"Good night, ma'am." Mio speaks calming

"What are you working on today? Hm, Seems interesting." The woman speaks looking at the dress on the machine.

"I'll finish it in no time, I'll put it on display." Mio speaks calming, But she knows she wants something. "Do you have work for me?"

A thin line moves across the older woman's lips, forming a satisfied smile.

"Those loose-tongued men, they make a lot of noise. Make them be quiet. Those rats are hiding in the north of the city, I don't think it will be difficult for you to find them."

Mio takes a few seconds before getting up from her chair. She expected to have a lazy night. "I will leave immediately."

The woman's smile widens, happy to know the control she has over the girl

"Good, but don't make too much mess."

"Yes." Mio speaks without any emotion

"Oh, when your project is ready, I would like to be the first to have the first." The oldest woman says referring to the dress Mio was finishing

"Of course."

Mio yawns behind the kitsune mask of blood, with her energy already exhausted after such a busy night. But she couldn't go back without having done the job completely. She was walking down a hallway towards the last man left to end this damn night.

The place was already completely filled with blood, she's nostrils filled with the metallic scent in the air. It was just one more. She thought

The man at the end of the hallway in complete panic, sweat and blood stains mix into one

Disgusting. That's what she thought

"YOUR DEMON!" The man uttered, as he raised a gun towards Mio. He pulled the trigger, the unnerving sound of three shots echoed in the room. The girl moved like a fox, about to bite a rabbit's neck. She firmly grips the hilt of the katana with both hands.

There was silence in the place for a moment, but soon the sound was broken when a The sound of something splashing came. A single movement. A perfect move that made Mio cuts the man's neck like it was tofu. Mio kept the blade in the sheath on her left hip as the man fell, leaving the last remnants of life in his body.

The young woman managed to let out one last breath when she realized it was over. Now she can lazily enjoy the night. Her thought made her have a small, tired smile for a moment, until her thoughts changed when she realized something. She has to go to school tomorrow. Fuck.

She was about to leave, but her attention returned to the splashes of blood on the walls of the place, remembering what the lady told her earlier.

Her tongue clicked the possibilities that could happen.

Mio hears police sirens nearby. She has to leave. Maybe even Batman is on the way.

She leaves without leaving a trace. Hah, she just wanted to sew tonight

It is not surprising that the police surrounded the entire place, about 6 police cars arrived at the scene. It didn't take long for the best detective in the world to get involved.

Bruce observed the carnage in the environment. He analyzed each victim of the incident, and they all seemed to have a pattern.

Their open jaws, open bellies, severed limbs, slit necks

"They were perfect cuts." Bruce said in low

He doesn't like the way this is going

DON'T TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY! I was just bored when I did this shit