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The lonely lady

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The sun was shining, illuminating the dark streets, although they were very busy, there was a tense air in all the people, there was nothing but gray colors devoid of life, frowning or tired faces.

You would miss this small city full of aristocrats and commoners or normal people who always made you smile with their mundane, moderately fierce lives.

What you wouldn't miss is all the trouble about crimes at the hands of aristocrats, dealing with the helplessness of not being able to do anything about how innocent people suffered at the hands of monsters, only crying over the miserable end they had and enduring living without discomfort with the perpetrators. . of stories abominable actions.

You would finally be free from your entire evil family, you wouldn't miss them, they never showed an iota of compassion when you came to the family, you were just a stain on their lineage, that's why they could barely sell you to a nobleman.

But they were foolish, by compromising just to fill their pockets and have more power, they opened their doors to ferocious wolves, who meticulously planned their fall for all the evils they caused for generations.

You were never treated as their equal, you were just another maid, it didn't bother you even though they were cruel, the tasks they made you do were the typical ones you did in your old life, it was like a respite from all the work you were forced to do. to survive in a modern, capitalist world.

In addition, you had good friendships, you were able to gossip with the maids, drink with the gardeners and coachmen, play like a little girl with the children of the employees of the family home.

Your family in this new world would soon see its end, this was the night, the night where you would no longer see the need to stay in a house pretending to be an exemplary young lady and the fiancée of one of the most coveted men in the world. the ladies for their beauty and high status, afraid that your family will punish you for running away and ruining their business.

But above all you would no longer live with the fear of seeing your end at the hands of your fiancé and his family, the vigilantes of this story who wanted to clean up the world, you were not ready for such a thing, you were just an extra you told yourself and as a good extra You would disappear without a trace.

The United States seemed like a good option, going to the future land of dreams, where many people in the future could improve their lives.

Just don't look back, don't remember the affection you have for those characters with whom you lived for a few months, they were only pretending to achieve their goals, you repeated yourself endlessly... but you... you didn't, you actually got attached to them, they helped you overcome the emotional attachment you had with your former friends, the servants of the big dark house in which you were raised.

But now you were free although your heart hurt a lot, because you loved those people, you even allowed yourself to love, the one you never imagined, because you always had reason as your guide, it didn't end well, that person never saw you in such a way.

Even if you tried, you were in his eyes the evil that he sought to eradicate.

Not even his radiant fake smile could lie to you, you saw it many times captured in ink, in his story, that radiant smile he gave to his victims.

It was sad how such a vigilante would end up, not being able to witness the wonderful paradise he created.

Oh if only you had known, your escape would only cause problems later on, those people you didn't expect anything from would surprise you.

“Where is the lady?”

“excuse me who?”

“Miss ___, your fiancée” the maid became impatient, something that did not go unnoticed by those present.

“Excuse me but what do you need from her?” asked one of the brothers, disconcerted by the interest of the servant they had helped, in the noble woman who lived in their winery.

“She must know…” the young woman said calmly.

“she is finally free… she will no longer suffer for that family”

It was a bucket of cold water, although the entire group was very insightful, they never noticed such a thing, it must have been a very well-kept secret on your part.

They knew they had to talk to you after the maid's big confession.

They just didn't expect you to have left.

It is hopeful to see how in the darkness a being emerges capable of bringing light to this place again, it takes being truly brave and determined to try to cleanse the world of corrupt nobles.

But there is something that bothers me, perhaps this new great hero will be corrupted, or will he think that now he is the evil that must be eliminated.

I think that after his great deeds, the hero should live his happily ever after, even if it is a childish thought, doesn't he deserve to be happy after having sacrificed himself?

After all this, the obsessive characters are unleashed....

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What story should have a new chapter?

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Tears of an angel

The idea of ​​a Wayne reader, who was well received from the beginning at the mansion and by its members, has constantly crossed my mind. A good family relationship that took an obsessive turn, not only with his family but also with other people.

A weapon, your head felt pressed with great force, so much so that, if you didn't make an effort to keep your head up, the force would surely send you to the floor.

There were many people, an endless number of blurry faces that surrounded you, they were horrible, it made you nauseous to see them, although some were also reindeers, it was difficult for you to recognize them, not only the criminals were vile, sometimes even people who seemed normal hid big things, you learned throughout your life.

Of all the possible hostages, you were the first to be threatened, you regretted leaving your home, you should have stayed locked in the safest place you created.

Yes... you should never have gone out, all your thoughts repeated it to you, you were wrong to leave your safe space, now you were surrounded by people and criminals, when it was over the cameras and the reporters' unconscious questions would come, thousands of news stories about you, the majority that would leave you feeling bad, and the feelings of guilt that would torment you for a long time.

You inhaled air, it became difficult to breathe, if you didn't control yourself you would panic, you would create a big scene, you couldn't do that, it would ruin your image more, you were already doing it while crying silently, your appearance was horrible, your hair disheveled, makeup ruined , a red nose dripping with snot.

You were a Wayne by blood, that was proven by your DNA, along with the similar characteristics that you inherited from your paternal grandmother.

You remember having been in this house all your life, the memories related to your mother were few, mostly blurry, difficult to distinguish from your short childhood and adolescence in the care of your father, as if your mother had never existed.

Your life was almost good, although there was a gap between you and your family, you did not receive excessive neglect, hatred or jealousy from each member of your family.

You were like a rarely recurring character in everyone's life.

The bad things in your life were not reflected in your relationship with your family, that was the least of your problems, something insignificant in your opinion, with what was happening outside.

It's funny to think about it, your father, you knew very well that he thought, that you lived one of the best lives, you really did, you had a family that never mistreated you, a good home and money, many privileges hand in hand with the latest , but that great privilege brought you something bad and terrifying, something that began to rule your life.

Being part of a large family made you a target, first of criminals, who took full advantage of using you as a means to achieve their ends, from criminal minds who kidnapped you as a hostage for their evil plans, as criminals who only wanted a great reward on your head, although in the end you were saved by the city's great vigilantes or the police, nothing took away the long moments of anguish, in which you were trapped in a dirty place, full of unknown people with bad intentions, vulnerable , having a gun pointed at some part of your body.

They were very difficult moments, fear ruled you along with paranoia, you did not normalize it as part of your life even if they were constant episodes in your life, you developed a trauma, one of your defense mechanisms was to disconnect from your surroundings, letting your body lived everything and your mind turned off, everything was black or white, a great void, until they saved you.

As a helpless person, who was in constant danger and only waiting to be saved by his brave knight, even though he wasn't that bad, you felt completely useless.

Things became worse, when you started to be afraid to leave your home, you became a complete renegade, in your big stone tower, a burrowing mouse or was it a rabbit... an asocial being...

How would you not be if your second problem was that, the social ones, people who, since school, persecuted you, wanted to be your friends or so they said, like a stupid and naive girl you believed them the first time, until you saw how they abandoned you When they already got what they really wanted from your father, suddenly their friendship no longer worked and they left you, often disowning you, as if you were a bad person because of your status and money, you were not seen as a girl who hardly understood their around and that he feared society itself, each person.

You couldn't even trust kids your age anymore, they all wanted to destroy you, finish you off.

The third problem in your life, the reporters and paparazzi, who harassed you every time they could, it didn't matter that you were just a minor, they found a way to get what they wanted and make you look bad, take advantage of every part of you. , without caring about the consequences of their actions, the repercussions that occurred in your life due to their news.

The horrible photos, where you hated seeing yourself, just an imperfect and horrible being, that was you... Your last problem, you... you hated yourself, maybe you were a bad girl, someone selfish and super annoying along with all the other insults professed by people who already got something from you or never did and were no longer chasing you, useless... very useless, that you were not able to protect yourself and avoid getting into trouble, you bothered everyone, the police, the heroes, your family... all for not taking care of yourself for wanting to live a little, for being too selfish.

Not even pretty, those words loaded with a very strong poison, that many girls said to you or whispered to each other in their groups of friends, or the boys who blatantly mentioned it after you rejected them, or all the people who looked at your images in the gossip programs or magazines, when the worst photos they took of you were uploaded to gain more audience, because it turned out that you were their great gem, it was a great gossip, you became out of nowhere, the public's favorite, to get the best gossip.

That was your life, although you couldn't change it... there was a small opportunity to improve it a little. Cross saving yourself off your list, give yourself something better.

First, giving all your supposed fans a good image, being perfect in their eyes, someone with great beauty and without imperfection, a star, someone to adore.

Something that at first was only to avoid more bad photos of you and news, became an addiction, how could it not be, if when you were careless for a moment they took the opportunity to humiliate you and make you look like a horrible being again, you didn't want to be that horrible being. , not again, so beauty treatments, excessive care of your body, clothes that highlighted you better, a great activity with your followers, if they wanted that from you you would give it to them, that was the easiest.

That didn't stop you from feeling bad on the days when you were with your great confidant, Alfred.

When you saw yourself in some reflection, at times you didn't recognize yourself, who were you? What did you become? Maybe the man who always had time for you got disappointed.

But seeing your reflection, that arrogant smile, the other person who was reflected told you that it was the right thing to do, they could no longer destroy you if they thought they had everything of you, without them realizing it you would end up on a great altar, you would be far superior to everyone, Maybe then they would never kidnap you with many followers who would give their lives for you, would they defend you because you didn't want that? When your other self shook her head to the side and feigned empathy for you, her words that you should stop worrying about people who would never do the same for you.

“After all, maybe that man you appreciated a lot did something for you every time they buried your name in the mud... nope, he never did, maybe he was just pretending that he cared about you, he loved your father and your father much more your half-brothers, you were the last task on their list, you just don't want to accept it, like the stupid girl you were."

Her big arrogant smile was the last thing you saw of her.

You should never have gone out, a big party with a lot of people, the idea of ​​showing off with all of them, showing a little superiority, having the media pleased and therefore the people, making her, your reflection, pleased, that she was happy and will no longer torment you.

Speaking of her, she was watching you, you saw her in a glass, her icy gaze, oh... she's so disappointed, you heard her words clearly.

“Oh, what a coward you are, you're seriously crying, what a crybaby baby you are, making yourself look ridiculous in front of all these self-centered people, a couple of photos like that and you'll please all the people who want to see you in a bad way.”

“pathetic, very pathetic, maybe that's why you are never someone your family appreciates, remember their faces the few times you spend with your family, they pretend to be fine, but in reality they only put up with you... just because they can't get rid of you”

His cruel taunts were very painful, like thorns, he knew very well how to attack you.

You closed your eyes, squeezing them as tight as you could and covered your ears, you didn't want to hear her anymore. In a few minutes you were white, far from everything. Batman and Superman along with their companions appeared to control such a commotion, although it would be easy to control the criminals there were many hostages in danger.

An extremely complex job, it was even more so when Bruce and his children saw who one of the hostages was, you.

Determined to save you, they entered one of the last rooms, only to find everyone alarmed, some alarmed and others watching somewhat shocked.

A large pool of blood and a man on the floor, one of the participants in the crime, and near the man, a woman, difficult to recognize due to the blood on her face, who brutally attacked the dead man on the floor. Her thin heels crushing the man's skin, again and again.

I wish, Bruce, I had never been able to recognize that person, that deranged young woman, who madly attacked a person with a smile. Where his little smiling daughter had gone, who always visited him or tried to spend more time with him or her brothers.

Normally I like to make a prologue and depending on the reactions continue the story. In addition to developing the yandere little by little, I simply felt that this story needs a little more things before starting with the yandere

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Miracle Children

For as long as you could remember, you were always surrounded by white walls. Sometimes you got lucky and came across a gray wall. You were surrounded by children your own age, all of them just like you were sick, or that's what the doctors told them.

When you were not old enough to recognize that the children and the few adolescents around you who went crazy were not because their illnesses became complicated.

But you realized that too late... All the children of the ark, the name given to the place where they always spent their childhood, only knew the doctors and nurses, with their monotonous colored suits and serious attitudes.

You considered all the walls that surrounded you your home, with the other children who became your inseparable friends and then your family, a term that a child tried to explain to them, he had found a book hidden somewhere and read it with curiosity, You remember when he ran to their shared room where he excitedly told them what he had discovered.

A few weeks later he was taken by some nurses, like the other children, and they never heard from him again.

You tried to smile, be a happy girl, play with your friends, but the pain became more and more a part of your life, the needles filled with strange liquids made your veins burn, you writhed in pain more and more.

Until one day while you were playing with some of your friends with their stuffed animals, some nurses entered the room, everything around you stopped, as they walked, getting closer and closer to where you were.

They dragged you away from your room.

You ended up somewhere else, this time with gray walls and a bed on the floor.

Your life took a big turn, no one talked to you or played anymore, now you were just locked up, sometimes receiving different treatments from doctors, other times eating in a large room, where there were a small number of children that you had never met, some were even older. .

Something was common in everyone, even in you, they were emaciated, they trembled, without strength, they were no longer children who rarely received their treatments, now they were young people, who spent their days in a laboratory, where they were injected with liquids for hours, or pills rarely.

You couldn't go on like this anymore, they were... they were finishing you off.

That boy who couldn't continue and went crazy before taking his last breath was right. Their screams that these people were slowly killing us.

You ended up lying on your poor quality bed, hoping that all the suffering your body was going through would stop, you wanted to close your eyes and not feel pain anymore.

Hands grabbed you and dragged you through the dark and lonely hallways.

You couldn't move any part of your body, even though your mind told you to run away, fight, because something bad would happen to you, you remained like a lifeless corpse, letting them do what they planned.

You were thrown into a strange place, your eyes were cut off, the light of this great place was very strong, there were many colors around, even if they were dark, they were colors that you had never observed. Where you were lying was a hard place, your skin itched, something pricked it.

You watched as the men took something out of their pockets, a strange metal thing, which pointed at your head.

You saw how another teenager was dragged towards where you were, but the difference was that this one did fight, kick and scratch.

When I got to the floor I tried to continue fighting, I managed to hurt one of the men, you saw how this angry man took the object out of the hands of one of your escorts and pointed it at the boy.

A loud bang and the young man stopped, a red liquid gushing from his body, which always came out of their bodies when something bad happened. His lifeless eyes watching you brought tears to your eyes.

You were scared, you saw how the boy had just left, you... you didn't want that to happen to you.

Not at the hands of those people who brought you nothing but suffering since your childhood.

Anger came to the surface, you didn't want to continue like this anymore, die just because they could finish you off.

The memories of what happened next were vague, what you were sure of was that among that darkness that surrounded them, some animals came out and attacked the men, and continued towards the facilities to attack the others.

Other boys, who had strange abilities that you had never paid attention to, came out, bloodied and agitated. You waited until some boys claimed they were the last, some holding small children in their arms.

They were the oldest, those who were still alive.

One of them nodded towards a boy, the next thing was seeing the entire facility in flames.

The same animals that entered came out before the entrance became useless, they ran to where you were.

A fear invaded you, you thought they would attack you, so you put your shoulders on your face to avoid seeing your end.

But they just licked your face. An entire pack of wolves and a panther surrounded you.

Along with a large group of children and adolescents, who had now begun to live for the first time in their lives.

The miraculous children experiment was a project that a government scientist put into practice, with the help of a millionaire, so when the great authorities stopped supporting him to preserve his humanity and morals, the scientist continued with his great new project, after doing participated in cloning.

Although the project ended after a fire that killed everyone involved, including the project leaders and their sponsors.

This is how the surviving children sought revenge, to kill all their attackers, directly or indirectly.

Of course it wasn't all, the majority tried to live a new life away from all the suffering.

You were one of the few who stayed in a neutral group, where you took care of the younger children and helped those who sought revenge as much as you could.

That's how you thought until you saw in the distance how a fight was breaking out between your companions and the scientist along with his army.

You were on the sidelines watching the fight happen, until the heroes you had discovered really existed appeared and started fighting.

Only it was not with you but against your friends, as you were the danger.

They never hurt anyone, they were always obedient children even if it meant they would be hurt, no one ever saved them but yourselves, and now they appear protecting criminals, they just wanted to return the harm they caused them, but here they were preventing them from doing that.

You got angry...

Nothing could calm you now.

You walked towards the great commotion, shaking with anger, they believed themselves to be saviors, people who do the right thing.

But they never got them out of their suffering, in fact they want to continue causing them pain, they found out about that when they sent some of your companions that they caught to a place where they would be locked up forever.

They couldn't stay, that's the way it was.

You raised your hand forward. You waited a while while receiving confused looks.

A large stampede approached, many wild animals ran in your direction and began to attack with great speed the man's guards that they were trying to hunt.

Things turned in their favor again. Even more so when one of yours started broadcasting the battle live, who would want to see heroes hurting children and animals.

You took advantage of that moment and looked for the man, seeing him flee, you ran towards him, avoiding what was coming towards you, luckily a panther who became attached to you, let you climb on his great back, while he ran at high speed towards where you were. you asked.

A few meters away you jumped off his back, with claws that one of the boys from his base had designed, you scratched the man's neck.

But that wasn't enough, you dug your claws, over and over into his chest, no matter how much he screamed and begged, you kept going, he deserved it, even if that wasn't enough of what he had to go through.

“Retreat, the target was eliminated” you shouted, which made all your companions stop.

They launched a few attacks and approached a girl who was maintaining a barrier.

You did the same, all the wild and scary animals that received your call scattered, disappearing in a matter of minutes.

A portal created by a boy opened where everyone began to cross, no matter what attacks the heroes gave them, they couldn't catch them.

You saw all the heroes for the last time, they would no longer fight directly, this man was the last big shot on their list, only the little ones were missing.

But one person caught your attention, a boy, his appearance was the same as that child, although he was older, it couldn't be him... they had taken him from the ark and no one ever heard from him again.

But here you see him with eyes as blue and bright as when they were two little children who played happily and ignorantly.

You smiled at him, it was good to see him, still alive, but now he was your enemy and you had to be careful.

You passed the portal next to the panther who rarely left your side.

The new organization of criminals was a new threat for the heroes, they became difficult for them to control, a real challenge.

Which they expected to control with their protégés, what they did not expect is that just a new presence would change the game and they would once again have the odds against them.

See the new character, a girl with delicate features, a peculiar parascience... but vaguely known.

Many saw your smile, although it was not directed at them, they had, when they saw it only one thing came to their mind, familiarity, it was the same one that someone always wore.

Luckily the man who had died managed to take a little of your DNA.

Something that made it possible to start an investigation that would bring them closer to the new criminal group.

Oh that's what they thought because they never found anything.

Just a DNA that was equal to that of one of the leading heroes.

That puzzled everyone, as well as the bat of the night who noticed the familiarity he had with one of the criminals.

new idea, it wasn't mine @blueberry19000, thanks for the inspiration and idea.

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The forgotten daughter

Pain, you felt a lot of pain... Your whole body was hating you at this moment, perhaps the bad karma of your entire short life was taking its toll.

You were trying to get air and more strength, you had to follow the nurses' orders.

You hated this, the pain didn't stop, it became less and less bearable. You wanted to numb your entire body and pain, like you did before, when you went to any party and let yourself be carried away by it, taking whatever appeared in front of you, to no longer feel pain, to forget that you were alone...

But now, when all your pain stopped, when loud whimpers sounded in your ears.

At the moment the nurses placed a new being, bathed in a liquid and other things, a being that accompanied you for almost a year in your solitude, the small ray of light that rested peacefully in your arms, as if you were the only thing in the world. world that this little being needed.

You cried, not because of pain, you had already done it a lot, not now you did it because you had someone in your life, someone who would always need you, a little person who would never ignore you, who would not leave you because you are not relevant in his life, you knew she would love you, now you had a family.

You were right, it was the first time you did it.

Your little baby, the ray of light that illuminated your world full of lack of control and emptiness, was the same one that did not let you leave his side for any moment, who looked at you with eyes full of adoration, for a long time until you fell exhausted in the world of dreams.

Today was one of those days, where nothing special happened in your life but still, you saw it as one of the best you ever lived, even if it was just you and your little baby in a lonely house, it was wonderful.

The sun was shining, the birds were singing sweetly, your baby smiled every time you talked to her and had your eyes on her, she moved one of her toys with her little hands, lying in her crib.

You didn't expect things to change in a big way that day.

First a knock on the door... and suddenly.

A man you haven't seen in a while, a great friend of yours, your family... he came back still with a haggard appearance and lifeless eyes.

You took him inside your house quickly, you began to care for him the best you could, if he continued on that path he could reach his end.

You gave him food and tried to make him rest, but he could only watch the baby sleeping in the crib, his gaze stopped for a moment on your little daughter's toy, a teddy bear that looked like a little cow.

“that's not…”

“Yes, it's Alicia's toy... she gave it to me one day as a gift for the baby.” You sat down next to him.

"ahhh.. always kind and selfless with her actions... even if that was the only thing she had left as a memory of our parents" the voice of the low-level man, it no longer had much power, it became weak.

“If she was always like this… you know she was the most excited about my pregnancy” a weak smile appeared on your lips.

“yes... even if you don't believe it deep down inside her, she wanted to get married and start her own family…. But now” he stopped, some tears ran down his eyes, after that he couldn't stop..

You didn't either, you also missed your best friend, the girl with whom you always shared secrets, with whom you did the craziest actions and the girl to whom you could tell all your feelings without her judging you.

You saw him cry, sitting next to him you hugged him trying to comfort him... with some tears in your eyes.

You knew that pain, you felt it when you thought your younger brother had died, but it was different, he would no longer see his sister breathing again and living again, he only had a grave to remember her.

“___... ___ … I can't continue like this” you agreed with his words, you ran your arms along his back trying to support him.

“I must avenge her... I must make sure her death is not for nothing, I will make them suffer like I did” you stopped your hand, that... that was not what you were thinking.

“no..hey..I don't think so”

“You may not like the idea, but listen to me…” the boy looked into your eyes, even if they were red.

“I was lost since her funeral, alone even though you all tried to be with me, full of anger, but seeing your Christmas letter with the picture of little Alice... I... I couldn't stop thinking what if something bad happened but this time with you, or with your little daughter, whom Alicia adored even before she was born” the small conversation full of sadness ended, starting with something deeper, it scared you to think about the point that the man next to you wanted to get to.

"Evil will always be surrounding us, we can't do anything... but we can prevent people from committing acts of evil." His melancholic state changed, a more determined voice came out of him.

“stop... don't even continue... what you're going to say isn't good” even with your hands tangling your hair, trying to calm yourself down, it was impossible.

“We must put an end to the villains.���

You sighed, even if you hadn't exercised, nor did you have a feeling of illness... you were still tired.

Seeing not only one man, but another sitting at your table... it was exhausting... you were just lost in your thoughts, while they talked about their new ideals with great interest.

You didn't trust what they said, it was dangerous, plus your morals would be at stake, you would hurt innocent people... you didn't want to do that, since you can remember you have been a coward, you would never stop being one.

“I don't think we should do this” you looked up at the men, they left their conversation behind just to listen to what you were saying.

“Come on___, this is something big, we will get rid of the criminals who have done nothing but take away our happiness, not only that we will stop living in fear that in a moment a crazy psychopath will threaten us or our loved ones, even if It's just one of their silly cat and mouse games with a hero” the new man who arrived at your house a few hours later, the man who also lost his beloved to a psychopath.

“He's right, we have something in our hands that will improve humanity once and for all, without the heroes showing up and claiming to be saving us.” Alicia's brother Nick defended the plan they were trying to get you to accept.

"Also, most of the time the heroes are as guilty as the villains, with their games for not getting rid of their threat from the beginning, they are guilty for creating villains and don't make me mention how they bring their enemies to the cities in Instead of solving it in their own homes, it is not fair that we are dragged along by their problems as well.”

The speech, that left you thinking, even when the men left, they left a card for you, a number and address.

You thought about the possibilities of doing it, joining them, over and over again you considered it, it was time to put things in order, but their plans were not exactly something you agreed with.

Hurting people, taking their lives from them, for their crimes, that was not fair, no one should judge that, you thought more about seeing them suffer, rot in one place until their last breath.

That was never possible, they always found a way to escape their sentence, to create chaos again.

It was supposed to be a happy day, you were supposed to be enjoying your daughter, dressing her in the most beautiful clothes you could find, singing her lullabies or telling her a story, although you knew very well that she couldn't understand you, you liked doing it, playing with your baby's toys, while she looked at you with her big eyes and smiled when you looked at her, use the television as background noise to liven up the atmosphere a little.

There was great happiness around you, but a small feeling invaded you until it became impossible, you were not enough, you did not deserve what you were experiencing, you had not done much to deserve it, they would take it away from you at some point, in front of your eyes, You would suffer a lot, again, just like when your mother left.

The woman who said she loved you, but left you, you were afraid that you would do the same with your daughter, leave her and make her suffer, that she would spend a life full of loneliness.

Soledad, you felt that, again, how stupid you were, how could you feel it when you had your dear daughter by your side, were you a bad person? If you were, you have always known, you don't deserve anything you have now, that's why your children were miserable.

No.. it wasn't miserable, in fact, you were lucky, you were just a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.

And now you cry, you shed tears like an innocent soul, what a bad person you were, crying in front of a baby, just for your life, one that was better than most children in almost all parts of the world.

You were disgusted.

You were scared, scared that everything would end, you deserved to be alone, but just thinking about it scared you.

You took the card.

After thinking about it very carefully, after leading a life in a spiral, you were no longer going to continue like this, you were going to change it and everything around you too.

“Hello guys... I've thought about it and I'm in.” Your tone of confidence was evident, your voice did not waver or tremble, you were going to do it, you would change your life.

“First introduce yourself” a serious voice surrounded you.

You were a little restless, the room you were in was cold, the disturbing synods of the machines upset you, the devices you had on were also uncomfortable.

“My name is ___” you said a few minutes later.

“Why are you here?”

“Are you seriously going to ask these unnecessary questions” you questioned the man who was on the other side of the room, using a speaker to communicate.

“It is necessary, part of the procedure, so that it is recorded that you are giving your consent” You sighed when you heard it, you don't know if you're doing the right thing, what if something bad happens... on the other hand, if this helps you improve, you'll do it, you can't continue in such a self-destructive spiral, harming yourself and your daughter.

And if by the way, if your idea worked, you would help the world improve, without the ideas of genocide of all criminals.

“Hey, I'm serious, I don't want lawsuits” It was good that in a serious moment they took a moment to joke.

“I am patient 01 and I will erase my memory” you looked at the camera in front of you, without showing any emotion.

But it wasn't enough, because the two men were still looking at you, waiting for you to continue talking.

“I want to erase all my self-destructive and sad thoughts that don't let me continue with my life…” you hesitated, you had to say everything you would erase from your head, or just a small introduction.

“continue” you no longer care about who was talking to you.

Everything you wanted to get rid of in your head came to the surface.

“everything since I was little, and I was afraid of everyone and the things that happened, the death of my mother... when I saw her leaving, abandoning me, her eyes losing their last traces of light when I entered that room” you needed carry a calm attitude, instead of getting upset, what kind of presentation would you give to the camera, you still hadn't started to say everything and you no longer had the strength to continue.

"forget the boy, who I considered my brother until he broke his promise, how he came back, but never for me, I forget... my whole family and what I experienced with them, their looks as if I never existed, I was never recognized as his sister and daughter, seeing all those women parade through my home, receiving more attention than I ever received from my father, those feelings of not being enough, even more so when my father confessed that he never saw me as his daughter, I was just a Little girl looking for love and I found my father's ear.”

“It was her mistake, it was her mistake that I existed, and dad could never take responsibility, I did, I stayed with my little mistake, who I love, I love her with great madness, I would do anything for her, I think That's why I'm in this place."

“I call him dad, most of the time I did and he never called me his daughter.”

“so I want to forget my depressive mother, my father's family, aaahhh and that man I knew” a small smile left your lips when you remembered him “Alice's father, please delete him” your voice became dark at the end, you couldn't anymore endure it, you cried, you let your tears fall and be caught on camera.

“You forgot your name, I need you to say it in full.”

“____.... ___ Wayne” you sobbed even as you spoke.

The recording ended, leaving the room silent.

"Well, you already met the mastermind behind everything and the first patient of our Alice or Wonderland project." The man who was still being interrogated interrupted the thoughts of all the heroes and their assistants who were present.

Many glances went towards a stoic-looking man in the middle of the room, who only saw the black screen.

Bruce didn't know how to react to such news, it was like a bucket of water, how come he had ruined it so much with you.

He had hurt you, he was the villain in your life, he couldn't handle that.

And now that it was yours, you became a woman involved in a big crime, you were also alone, you always seemed weak to him, now that was against him, what would you do to protect yourself in such a chaotic world, he couldn't even imagine that something bad is happening to you.

He needed to find you and repair what he did.

I'm sorry if there are errors in the use of he, she, and other pronouns.

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[skay-ali]

The Golden circus

The circus creates a beautiful place where children's fantasies come true.

Clowns with funny tricks, experienced and intrepid acrobats, dangerous animals doing tricks, thousands of sweets... strange creatures "freaks".

A place full of strong colors and lights that could blind you when you saw it directly, the beautiful extravagant clothes that the members of the circus wore, especially the main members.

You were surrounded by this whole strange way of life, since you were little, your mother was a member of the circus, your parents were also, except that your dear mother, unlike you, created her own legacy in the circus, reading cards, not like your grandparents, great acrobats.

You followed the path of your mother and grandparents, why not be both instead of choosing to be a medium who read letters or an acrobat without fear of death.

So much time traveling from place to place, only with the same people, your big circus family, and occasionally some new members who would join.

Nothing out of the ordinary, so you forced yourself to be the best at the things that came your way in life, reading letters at the beginning and end of the circus, doing great acrobatics in the air while everyone felt the adrenaline of your actions.

You wanted to be the star of your little world, "the circus".

You felt like you had it all... until it was taken away from you, with the arrival of two new characters, a new presenter with his dear girlfriend, who took away your main act number.

From that moment on you were confined to doing mediocre tricks and following the idea antics of these two new members.

a family of acrobats (they already forgot the last one there was and how they finished), exploit to the maximum your companions who attracted attention for their peculiarities, so that they would truly treat them like monsters, no longer the kind but terrifying people who tended the stalls of food, some games or toys, doing dangerous acts without safety and prior practice, finally flattering or licking the boots of the millionaires who attended the events.

They sometimes exclude people from other social classes, just so that millionaires and celebrities "would enjoy the act better".

Just what they did this day, when they showed up for the first time since they arrived in this murky city full of crime. perform to a large group of wealthy people and their children, some of the children's friends too, you heard that a big name school also attended.

You sighed, a bad habit you acquired, instead of spitting out everything you felt or using your fist.

Although your act was not the best, you got used to your mediocre forced performance, passing a tightrope with very heavy clothes over the feathers, and your hair arrangement, according to the new leaders was to maintain better elegance.

They're just pretentious idiots, repeated in your head.

You passed the high rope without problems, even standing on one foot while raising your leg up to your head.

You got a few surprised reactions and some applause.

You sat on one of the large platforms where the acrobats were launched.

Being close to the action gives you a little relief from not being able to do the same.

Swinging on the swings, falling in the air until someone catches you, sliding down ropes while getting tangled, even hanging on the big ring... you hated that you couldn't do any of that... You were distracted in your thoughts until you heard a loud scream, one of your fellow acrobats was falling.

You didn't have time to think, you snatched the swing from the man next to you, you sat on it and jumped into the void, you didn't stop and in the air you leaned back, leaving your legs dangling from the swing bar, while you stretched.

Your hands to the girl who was falling... They were only second, but you were able to catch her. which calmed all the spectators who stood up in fear due to the almost fall of an acrobat.

When you reached the platform in front, you left the girl, other acrobats approached and held her.

You had to get off, stop holding the swing and give it to those in charge of doing the trick, but you couldn't, the adrenaline you felt the moment your body dropped, when all the air hit your face when you fell, you liked it feel it again.

"___ what are you doing?" one of the men who is in charge of launching with the columbio asked you.

“___, put that columbium back, it's time for my trick” The angry voice of the new circus star interrupted the man who was watching you expectantly for what you wanted to do.

You hated her, her appearance as an innocent woman, when in reality she was a complete bitch, her blonde hair and tall stature, if you had not known her well, you would have admired her for her model appearance, but that was not the case, you knew her so well you knew the type of person he was, a very bad one.

It was annoying, thanks to their stupid ideas, they were leaving you aside, using inexperienced acrobats to do dangerous things and much more without having practiced to avoid serious mistakes.

There was someone who paid for their ideas before, but they still kept doing their thing, it was annoying.

You wanted to yell at him, go down and punch the guy who was hosting right now.

You wanted so much for these two to return from wherever they appeared, for the circus to be peaceful again and full of family joy like before.

But it was impossible, the other members accepted these two idiots with open arms, like the good people they are. You tried to relax and not do crazy things.

“Of course, here is your majesty,” you handed the columbio to the girl, who was wearing a light blue suit, with lace and decorative jewelry.

His hand is about to grab the hanging object, but before he could do so, you forcefully threw it to the other side.

The blonde woman looked at you angrily, you were messing with her actions after all.

“oh oops I think I slipped” you laughed at the woman's surprised and angry face. What you didn't know is that this would lead to a bad outcome.

I push you off the platform.

It was something that happened out of nowhere, one moment you were making fun of the girl who believed she was superior to the others and that she treated them like her servants, the next you were falling backwards to the ground.

It was a good thing that hands caught you in the air, the acrobat from whom you took the columbium earlier was able to hold you.

Your entire dazed body came to itself seconds later, you could almost pretend you saw your life flash before your eyes.

You thought you would be returned to a safe place to recover, but that wasn't the case.

They let go of your hands at one point, and you felt how others began to hold you... First of all, the show must go on, surely he was taking revenge on the woman who annoys all their practices, because according to her they don't do anything right.

You followed the flow of the act that the acrobats were putting on, you let yourself fall, spinning in the air, until someone caught you.

That is until a ring was sent towards where you were when you ended up on the ground when you made a tumbling landing, which you welcomed.

But before you could even hang onto it to circle the huge tent, a hand stopped you.

“I think you're done,” said the other voice that you hated the most. The boy who came out of nowhere with a suit and his brown laugh, introducing himself to a circus fan and asking to join.

The man who commanded all the older workers, a man who, no matter how faithful he seemed to his girlfriend, actually liked to harass the other girls in the circus, the man who changed you to another unfunny act, because you didn't accept his advances… You looked at him seriously, he was seriously smiling as he tried to send you away, preventing the public from seeing what he is capable of.

You clenched your hands, you couldn't do anything, hitting him was an option, but you would make a fuss, the public would no longer want to come to the performances, you would also be reprimanded for doing such scenes without permission.

But... you only live once, you were already in big trouble, which was one more on the list.

You pretended to give up, letting the man relax, while you took advantage of his distraction to entertain the audience again.

You give the signal, the other acrobats begin with another number, some girls dressed as butterflies slide down some hanging threads, the dancers begin with their dance numbers, yes dancing... if they wanted to continue in the circus at least they had to be useful, a silly new rule that they imposed on the great circus masters who taught the majority of adults and young people what we do now, not only them but also the relatives of the circus members, even if they were children.

You grabbed the hoop, running while holding it, letting the ring lift you to the top and spin.

A sting was felt on your cheek for a moment, it was made worse when a hand was placed on your throat with a lot of pressure.

The nice young host, the jewel of the circus was making you pay for the rules you broke. You let him get even, what else could you do, he could expel you from his circus without problems, no one could back you up.

The only thing you were grateful for was that there were some of your companions as witnesses, that would keep the man from going overboard with you.

When the man finished getting even, he left, leaving you alone, with sore arms, a red neck, and a bruised face.

Well you shouldn't have bothered with hiding your wounds, you were relieved from the adtos to take care of the animals.

It didn't bother you anyway, they were like your family too, you adored them.

A few days later things did not improve in your life, they were somewhat monotonous, you were actually thinking about taking up the proposal of practicing gymnastics, maybe that way you would achieve something more in your life.

You no longer had anything in this circus, your grandparents had left and started a quieter life in the countryside, your father didn't even know who he was, your position in the circus was practically over and your mother was... no longer there...

The events that changed your life happened quickly, a group of rich children with their father or guardian arrived at the circus one day, your big boss gave them the opportunity to see them in their training, hurrah.

You wanted to take this opportunity to train, run to the gym equipment and fly through the air.

It was a shame that hands squeezed your shoulders tightly and forcibly kept you sitting. "You better complete your tasks today" a voice whispered in your ear with threat.

You dedicated yourself to reading the destiny of some children.

Of course the new children who were in front of you just looked at you without interest.

You started with the girl with short black hair and a gothic look, who showed no emotions when you gave her her cards.

Then with the black-haired boy with green eyes, who showed nothing but annoyance.

Some surprised voices brought you out of your uncomfortable situation.

It turns out that one of the adult men who accompanied the group of young people and children began to do pirouettes, drawing everyone's attention.

Great, he could even have fun.

You were upset about what was happening.

Until your boss, who was surrounded by the public, pointed at you so you could smile.

A fake smile appeared on your face, with a sign of appreciation with your hands, a big finger raised to show how much you care about what he tells you.

You never noticed that your actions caught the attention of some members of the family present. A loud scream was what alarmed everyone. You got up and looked for who was the cause of such an alarming scream.

"___ you have to see this..." his voice trembled One of the children of the animal caretaker appeared next to you, who with a vastly alarmed attitude took you by the hand and took you running to a place.

When you arrived there was already a group of spectators gathered, you had to avoid them, after a few pushes you arrived...

oh... you wished you had never seen such a thing... two bodies protruded from a large trunk, one was old, almost difficult to identify, if no one had seen the clothing...

those fantasy fabrics and jewelry, you knew who it was, the The same woman who disappeared a long time ago and was left for dead, her corpse... your mother was undoubtedly her body.

That wasn't enough, the body of the witch that terrified everyone in the circus, although she had great beauty, was there.

His blue eyes were lifeless and his bright blonde hair that he took so much care in caring for was covered in red.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive, the same boy who did stunts before introduced himself as a detective.

Sitting in the large stands of the circus with all the staff, you could only get lost in your head, observing over and over again the lifeless bodies, your mother, she was really no longer there.

It was a pain waiting for someone to come and tell them something about the crime. much more so that they had them all as possible suspects.

Things went crazy when they questioned you. They only need to hear your last name... to solve the case. You...you were the murderer. the words of all the detectives went to the same culprit. You... a psychopath and future serial killer, that's how you were classified. You ended up in arkham asylum. You still couldn't react to what happened, you... you never did something like that. You couldn't hurt your mother, although most of the time she disappointed you and failed, you still loved her. The other girl who was always a thorn in your side, she was not your victim either, even if you hated each other, you would never be able to give her the ending that she had. The tears were your only companions in that horrible place, you didn't fit in, you were alone and lost in an extremely dangerous place. just because some detectives came up with the silly idea that you were a murderer.

They were supposed to be geniuses at their job, who took care of innocent citizens but they had just convicted one. They just took you to your own death. No matter how much you defended yourself that you were innocent and were not a threat, you were punished instead of being listened to, pills, shock therapy... more pills. You became a shell of what you knew how to be, you were no longer the shining star of the circus, now you were a murderer.

"Oh poor thing... look how they left her" a woman approached where you were sitting. You could see a blonde woman with her hair painted pink and light blue.

"Don't bother her Harley," another voice came next, this time it was a red-haired woman.

You couldn't take it anymore, this place was killing you, feeling the blonde woman's hand was a relief from your fears and sadness.

So much so that you ended up crying.

After that day the two women ended up next to you, wherever you were going they were with you.

Her treatment reminded you of what your mother was like... you felt a little safe again.

They introduced you to other people, like the man who always spoke in riddles.

You didn't know it but since they met you, they saw a girl, who was very different from them, they knew it very well, you didn't belong here, but they never did anything to make you leave, your presence kept them calm. maybe a little sane. Even when other criminals less dangerous than them tried to mess with you, they made sure they would never think of something like that again.

__ Valeska without knowing it you became the jewel of the asylum.

[skay-ali]

Nothing

I'm out of ideas...

No matter how much I write, it discards what I do as garbage... or the inspiration leaves halfway through the idea.

maybe writing for other series will help???

I don't know, maybe there are some suggestions for new stories or other series, animes... with a yandere touch.

[skay-ali]

The sacrifice of a poor broken soul

The ideas just come to my head, I can't help it.

Another neglected reader, it's just an idea.

You were a fool. 

You should never have made such a decision.

Leaving your home, to attend whatever plans your silly but dear friends have.

It was a routine that you had started in your life, but now you did nothing but curse for having followed it.

But you needed it, to get out of your "home", to forget your family for a moment, to stop acting as if you were actually a happy family who love each other.

Love, you never saw that, maybe between them, but you were never part of it.

It doesn't bother you much, when you first arrived in your new home, you may have felt it, a lot of resentment and hatred, but you got over it as you grew up.

There were more fish in the water, you told yourself, enough to start a new family.

One that won't force you to act like everything is fine at home, not one that will make you pretend that you know each other so well, that you are the best siblings and the best father in the world.

You were tired of smiling at every damn gala they forced you to attend, along with them, your beautiful family, you were tired of being ignored by them all the time, of course unless they were in the public eye.

When you just received an invitation to attend a concert, you gladly accepted and left the big house.

The sunset on this day was great, an advantage of being autumn, it was a preamble to the great concert you would attend.

The landscape changed a little this month, the buildings, whether small or large, had decoration due to the holiday that was around the corner.

The high volume of the music greeted you, when you met your friends they quickly went to drink a glass of the special drink that was playing on this outing, a game they started when they got tired of always drinking the same liquor, drinking something new every time. meeting they had.

They got as close as they could to the stage, where from time to time different bands or some singers performed, you danced with your friends in the improvised circle they formed, many times you let yourself be carried away by the songs, jumping until you ran out of air or spinning like a carousel with one of your friends until you get dizzy.

Everything changed in the blink of an eye, some hands discreetly took you away from the others.

You tried to fight, moving away with all the strength you had, but the hands that pulled you did nothing but squeeze you even harder until your arms were left bruised and in pain.

You ended up inside a van.

You could see some people, dressed in red capes, among them was a rock group that had performed at the concert.

They covered your mouth with a very strong adhesive tape, they tied your hands and feet, even with that they did not ignore blindfolding you.

You were terrified, especially because of what the whole group was up to.

Everything was strange, very scary, you were lost, you weren't going to get out of this, your friends were so drunk that they probably forgot about you, or they probably thought that you were bored and decided to go home.

They were the only ones who could do something about your disappearance, you cursed yourself for that, you didn't expect anyone in your house to notice it, to begin with your whole family attended a big meeting that took place a few days ago because of the events that took place at different times.

You weren't even sure that when they came back they would notice that you were missing.

You breathed, trying to maintain your composure, you needed to calm down, it would be easier to think with a cool head, and not filled with despair.

A way out of such a situation, without you making your kidnappers very angry and planning to get rid of you, without you having gone far enough out of their reach.

All those supposed plans were interrupted.

As soon as they arrived at a place, they took you out of the car. only to throw you in a place without any care, the impact was painful which made you end up lying down trying to catch your breath and relieve the pain.

You heard their voices very close to you, it was as if they were surrounding you.

It took you by surprise when hands grabbed you and left you unable to move.

You wanted to scream, protest, tell them to leave you, that you would do anything if they let you out, you had a lot of money, I would give it to them you didn't care, after all it was just a basic compensation for the bad family you had.

But you suddenly felt like something pierced your stomach, it was just an instant, an enormous pain ran through your body, no matter how much you screamed, only moans of pain came out of your taped mouth.

Blood, it was blood that you felt draining from your stomach, this was horrible, even with a small movement in the stomach, the pain became twice as bad.

You hoped that would be the last thing, you would have a knife stuck in your stomach until you ran out of blood and died.

No, that wasn't the case, they continued with the torture, they sang again.

They removed the knife from your stomach quickly, in that same way the blood began to flow.

You felt like something stuck in your chest, right in your heart... everything became blacker than before.

You didn't feel your body anymore. no.. noo.. they killed you.

You couldn't even see your life pass before your eyes, you couldn't see your mother again.

"You are my new vessel" a voice was suddenly heard.

"I give a little credit to those useless people, they finally achieved something" his tone was sharp and full of grace, as if everything was funny to him.

A light, you noticed it, along with some footsteps, and a shadow that was getting bigger and bigger.

You trembled with fear, you still didn't know how that was possible, they hadn't already killed you.

"Tell me what is your name?" The voice was directed towards you this time, or at least that's what you think since you don't see anyone next to you.

"Please, I... I... no..." You didn't even know what to ask anymore, you were speechless because of what was happening, much more about your situation, asking him to live... you were already dead, since that dagger entered your Sweetheart, it's all over for you, asking him for mercy and not killing you was no longer an option.

"What do you want from me?" sobbing with fear.

"ahhgg complicated humans, I asked for your name not for you to ask questions" his tone was filled with irritation.

"____" you left quickly, avoiding sobbing.

"Oh what a peculiar name..." Silence began to reign, you no longer heard the voice of the demon, only a silhouette, very tall, the red light behind that thing illuminated the entire black space that surrounded you.

You placed some horns on the head of the thing that was talking to you... if that was so, it must have had a... tail, indeed it did.

"You're a demon, aren't you?"

"Of course I am, the best you could ever meet in your miserable, short life... oh sorry, what did you meet in your short, miserable life" he mocked you.

"What do you want from me?" a valid question, it surprised you how you were able to speak, after many tears and moans of pain, it was strange that you were still standing figuratively because you were sitting on the floor.

only silence, was what came from his address,

"Please tell me what you want, I'm so scared of everything that's happening to know the reason why they killed me?" you pleaded desperately.

A grimace was the first thing you heard, "yes, well, I haven't welcomed you or introduced myself."

"first welcome to my compound ____"

"My name is §§§§§§§ enchanted"

You didn't understand his name but you weren't going to intervene and put yourself in more danger by saying such a thing.

"I brought you here to introduce myself... I needed to meet my vessel after all" hearing those words scared you... vessel... perhaps him.

"From now on your body is mine, so I can use it like a puppet whenever I want... but don't be scared, it's just a means to achieve my ends" You gulped at his words, like your body was his, a puppet said, that means either he was going to control you for his plans, or he would take you out of your body and he would be the new bearer.

The tears that little by little dried up returned to your face, due to the horror of your new reality.

"You've had enough of crying, your life is not over yet" the figure walked again.

You didn't notice how with each new step closer to your position, his height became smaller.

Some hands rested on your legs... they were so small. When you looked up you saw it... a demon, or a pet demon... it was small, just like a cat.

A miniature demon ended your life... you sobbed more because of that.

"Stop crying" he raised his voice.

You stopped scared.

"You can still live, I need someone to take care of my new body while I make my body... who better than its old owner" You wanted to see him with the worst face you had but you were still in danger if you offended him.

"why...why would I do that?"

"It's what I offer you or stay and suffer in my domain" he said it with great indifference.

"You should take advantage of the opportunity I gave you, in fact if you manage to follow all my orders I will compensate you... how about taking revenge on those who ended your life" his voice became a whisper at the end... as if it were a secret. It reminded you of the television shows when a demon would whisper evil things to someone to make them commit it.

You accepted the deal after thinking about it, you were afraid of staying in this terrifying place, it was better to play along with the devil. His matiatic laugh when you oiled him and squeezed your hands, made your blood run cold, but... what other option did you have.

the griots still sounded in your head, even if everything became silent. The blood covered your body, you had the knife still open in your stomach.

But that new voice in your brain assures you that it is not a problem, your new boss would make sure you still lived.

If that demon settled in your head.

In your hands you had a black cat, the devil was not interested in entering your head, but he also appeared in the form of a cat... to torment you.

You felt like your body was getting more and more tired, tiredness was catching up with you.

The smell of metal also reigned in your nose, no matter what you did it still lingered in you.

It was because of your body bathed in blood, not only that of your wound but also that of your murderers and victims.

You still didn't remember what happened, only that they died by your hands.

You walked a lot, you still didn't understand how you endured it.

The night was ending and with that a new day, the sky was still a little dark but you could already notice the sun's rays becoming present.

A car stopped near you, an adult woman, with some gray hair visible behind the car, behind her a man with the same age as the woman.

They looked at you worried, hoping to get a reaction from you... but you couldn't anymore, the tears had already run out, as had your voice, or you simply had nothing to say, you already accepted what happened...

In a short time, police sirens were heard in the distance. while the adult woman next to you tried to comfort you..

[skay-ali]

The Forgotten Daughter

Chaper 4

“I don't think Alfred likes what you're doing,” a girl a few years older than him appeared out of nowhere, taking the boy by surprise.

“And who are you?” the boy asked you with an angry tone, still hiding in an expensive vase that adorned one of the tables.

“I'm ___ and believe me, I also tried to steal it and sell it, but Alfred discovered me and punished me by making me clean the mansion with him” you still had that smile from ear to ear since you started talking to him.

“Well that won't happen if he doesn't find out” he defended himself, hiding the vase in a bag “unless you tell him” he pointed out angrily, you were his loose end in this crime.

“I promise I won't say anything if you tell me your name.”

Jason thought of all the great things you could have asked of him, but instead you just asked for his name, how stupid you were, well he doesn't really complain, he benefited from your treatment.

“It's Jason,” he said before walking away and leaving the girl behind.

When he saw her again, he saw her again with her smile and waving at him with her hands.

Thousands of books surrounded him, a smell of wood could be felt in the air, the smell of books also lingered.

Large shelves were everywhere, they created a large labyrinth in the library.

He was bored, he didn't bring anything to this place to entertain himself, even so, he preferred to stay here bored than pay the consequences of his actions.

Sometimes he wondered how it was that Alfred was the one who put him in order instead of the man who became his mentor.

“Hello, little thief mouse,” he was scared for a moment, until he saw the same girl from before.

He just frowned at her.

“I knew Alfred caught you” I noticed a bit of mockery in his words.

“You told him so” she reacted angrily, so she actually joked with him, typical rich girl behavior.

“Not how could I… we made a deal, didn't we?”

“…” Jason actually doubted that girl's words, she was very suspicious in his opinion.

“You know, Alfred is like a bloodhound, he knows what is happening under his nose, even if you don't believe it.”

“What are you doing in this place?” He questioned the girl who sat a considerable distance away from him, near a window.

“The same thing you are doing,” he replied.

“You are hiding so as not to be punished for stealing” he raised an eyebrow doubting her words, he couldn't imagine the elegantly dressed girl in front of him doing such a thing, surely she is being sarcastic.

“Well, not so much like that, I deleted Dad's work schedule” you smiled innocently “maybe then he could talk to me once, even if it was to punish me” your voice sounded sad when you said that phrase “but Alfred noticed it before, so I had to "I had to run for my life before he punished me... without cookies and helping him clean" your attitude became cheerful again, your hands also moved animatedly when you narrated your story.

Your way of putting yourself together amazed him, your joy was also contagious, that bubbly smile you had made him want to laugh with you.

He saw you searching on one side of the bookshelf, your fingers running through the covers of different books.

Until you stopped at one and carefully removed it from its place.

“have you ever read this book” you moved it in his face.

I didn't know why you were asking him.

Maybe this time you were going to make fun of him.

“It was my mother's favorite book, she always read it to me”

“Read it while you hide, I'm sure you'll love it” you offered it to him, he took it hesitantly, you didn't expect him to actually read it.

He saw you take out another book, from a different place.

You read it in a peaceful way, not caring about what was around you.

The boy carelessly glanced at the title, it didn't matter if it was that or dying of boredom.

Thus began a small friendship between the two, when he didn't have to play his role as Robin, spend time with Bruce or just wanted to take a break, he would go to that side of the library where he always found you, where they read books, sometimes he would tell you.

He talked about how hooked he was on the book you gave him and the author's other stories.

You asked him many times to read it and he observed that after a few chapters you would fall asleep on his shoulder while he continued reading.

The silly things that were told always made him happy.

He still hasn't forgotten the birthday gift you gave him, you took him to a movie theater where they showed movies that had already been released a long time ago, but they had something that made him feel very lucky to have you, it made him the happiest teenager in the world, which You took them to see the movies of their favorite author's books.

I didn't forget the times they sneaked into a room where musical instruments were kept, when you turned on a record player or the radio, you looked for the most moving rock songs or some bands with new concepts, as long as I made them move around the room at the same time. rhythm of the instruments and lyrics.

His heart hurt, the times he saw you cry, he couldn't bear to do it, because he would feel the same.

When you expressed your pain for not fitting in with the family, for being forgotten and left aside.

The guilt you felt for being jealous of him, for having Bruce's attention.

Oh what a good soul you were, to blame yourself for feeling a very common feeling, and yet continue to love him as your brother.

Maybe your father didn't really love you, but that gave him the advantage of loving you more, his beloved sister who always did her best to understand him, you let him be the same, you never imposed the idea on him to change, he was better than everyone.

He would forget you so he could have you all to himself. He was very selfish but he didn't feel guilty about it….

Suddenly he remembered everything, how could he forget about you, his older sister, his playmate in the mansion, you made his life in this silent and huge mansion more manageable.

How is it that their memories of all the adventures they lived disappeared, every time they escaped from the mansion to different places where they could be happy children, eating junk food like pizza, ice cream or donuts, they loved the fast food place they always went to , or the arcade they visited and stayed until the place closed.

All those good moments remained as a vague recurring scenario in his memory, a girl dressed elegantly and smiling at him, or reading a book unfazed by her surroundings.

Oh no, she was no longer in the mansion... like she would be if he broke his promise.

The little light of the day was disappearing, orange rays illuminated the library window with great intensity.

“You know sometimes I think it's time to leave this place” he heard the girl confess, she was lying on the floor watching him read his favorite book.

His face was distorted by the girl's words, hearing that made his world collapse, he was going to leave and abandon him.

He put his reading aside and slowly approached his older sister.

“But I won't do it, not while you're still by my side” he saw his sister's look of hope.

“I will never leave, I promise.” Jason knelt down next to the girl who was lying down and made that promise, he laid down next to the girl…

Their gazes ended up lost in the sky, the bright orange colors faded and brought with them a dark night.

It was there where he saw how his sister took out a round lamp, when she hung it up it illuminated the entire dark room, thousands of lights in the shape of stars.

It was a beautiful day, a promise from two young brothers, who were trying to find their way in such a strange and empty world, it was a shame that a few months later the promise was broken.

And the worst thing is that I never looked for her when she came back from the dead, she left you as a vague memory.

Oh he felt so guilty, he hated himself for that, his heart ached just thinking about how much you must have suffered knowing he died.

The worst thing is that he never came back into your life.

He needed to look for her, even if he had to do it for years, searching even the least inhabited places in the world, he would find you and make up for the time he left you, even if it cost him his life.

He stood up from the large dining room table, leaving the entire family present surprised.

He looked at Dick one last time, who was holding his phone, showing a drawing of you.

Now I knew what Damian was doing, it seems that he also fell for your charms, he doesn't blame him, you were a great older sister and he was happy to give you such a title.

What didn't make him happy was that you were in danger outside the mansion, even though he didn't like to admit it, or without one of them constantly protecting you.

He left the room, with all eyes on him, he turned a deaf ear to the questions that were thrown at him.

“Look, I have two cards,” Jon mocked when he saw that he was winning.

“Don't be confident, in the end I will win” Damian warned the boy who was celebrating his close victory, the fool thought, he had some cards that would help him have the game in his favor.

“A little streak of luck isn't enough for them to win,” you mocked the children, before pulling out a card.

When the two children saw her, they complained about their new disadvantaged situation.

It was fun to see them like that.

“You cheated” Damián pointed his finger at you, something didn't add up, you had very good tricks up your sleeve, he admitted it, not even his other brothers were capable of that.

“Noo, that's impossible, you just don't want to admit that I'm better at this game than you.” His gaze remained on you, scrutinizing every small action you made, looking for any mistake on your part that would reveal your trap.

“Wait, our judge never said anything” you pointed to your baby who was sitting in a baby seat, she was next to you in front of the two children.

“He's a baby, she'll never notice the obvious traps.” Seeing how his little niece looked at him in bewilderment and then her childish smile made him relax a little.

“How dare you say such a thing about Alice” you pretended to be offended.

“Yes, Damian, don't blame Alice because you're losing fairly.” Jon approached the baby and handed her one of his fallen toys after cleaning it up, which the girl gladly accepted.

“You see three against one, accept that there are no cheats”

The world worked in strange ways, you've known that since you were little, when your mother left and you met your father.

When you moved and found people who understood you and were part of your life.

When you were lost after graduating, in a repetitive job, and you found the news that you were having a baby.

When you saw her for the first time, your baby, in her little body, weak and fragile, crying non-stop, it made you wrap her in your arms and cry too, now you would have a blood family, someone for whom you would give your entire life, who you would be showered with love and attention.

Meeting your younger blood brother... and living with him was strange at first, but you made it a recurring thing in your life.

Finally, what brought the world to your door today, the person for whom you cried for a long time when you were a teenager, the person who left you another big void in your life...

The person who, at this moment, brought tears to your eyes, even with a stoic face and teeth clashing together, you could not hold back the rain of salty tears, you had to let go of your facial muscles, the trembling of your lips was stronger than expected. That you could bear.

“Oh little thief mouse” you said in a whisper, he just looked at you with his smile from ear to ear, the one he always gave you when they were doing some prank, when they were having fun playing in the rooms of the mansion.

You hesitantly brought your hand up to his face, gently touching his cheek, was he even real? You felt his skin, you ran over parts of his face, he had grown a lot.

The man also let himself be carried away by your touch, he had missed him so much, it made him remember the times when he would lie on your shoulders and you would caress his hair or run over his face playing with your fingers.

But when you removed your hand, he felt the cold take over the parts of his face that you caressed.

At one point you raised your hand again and… hit his cheek.

Although it was an emotional moment to see him again, a feeling of resentment remained in your heart, in your defense he deserved it for making you cry a lot and for leaving, even when he promised not to.

You smiled even with your eyes overflowing with tears, you jumped and hugged him, he was taller than you, he became a big rock.

It was difficult just thinking about talking to him, you needed to know how he was alive, maybe get angry for his recent appearance and for making you cry so much.

But when Damian appeared and behind him Jon carrying your baby's chair with her crying, you knew it wouldn't be easy.

Even more so when you see your little brother point a dagger at Jason.

Wait... how does he have that, he promised that he would no longer bring weapons to your house.

It was a very eventful day, on the part of your brothers who spent their time fighting like little children, and your baby who started throwing a tantrum that was difficult to calm down.

You must be very grateful to Jon who was a great help not only in calming your brothers but also who was by your side trying to calm your little daughter.

“enough” you shouted, stressed by the mess.

Everyone froze when they saw you upset.

You approached your brothers, pulled them by their ears until they sat on a different side of the room.

You walked over to your baby and Jon, carefully picking up Alice and rocking her.

You sat in a small chair rocking your daughter, trying to calm her down, observing all your visitors from time to time.

“wait is she your daughter?” Jason connected the dots and realized a sad truth, he missed the birth of his niece.

“Yes Jason is his daughter” Damián didn't let you answer “and I'm his favorite uncle” he showed an arrogant smile.

“You really think that,” Jason scoffed.

“Hey, I thought I was.” Jon reacted in shock.

“You're not even family” the two looked at him angrily.

“I don't care if I consider you part of mine” you smiled at the depressed boy.

He gave you a brighter smile. Well you could say that now your house became noisier.

Elsewhere at that same moment, a team of heroes caught one of the suspects of committing a terrible crime.

While Wonder Woman made sure to keep him in an interrogation room.

Batman and Superman were reviewing some data they had obtained when capturing the criminal.

His other companions with some of the oldest trainees of the supers were waiting in front of the big screen.

It was a very important case for everyone, so many were attentive to what was happening.

Martian Detective was the one who came in to question the man, but no one expected what he would say to be something shocking.

“I washed the minds of many villains, taking them out of the crime game, that's what they wanted to hear,” the scientist confessed after so much interrogation.

A manic smile adorned his features.

“You didn't wash their mind, but you also ruined it, but now they are incapable of being normal people, many of them have acquired a childish mentality or much worse” spoke a new voice.

A hero, dressed in black, entered the room, his voice was thick, it was obvious that he felt bitterness for what he did.

“Ahh and now I'm a psychopath for wanting the greater good.”

“You are destroying people's lives,” debated the man in the bat suit.

"It's nothing more than karma, they destroyed other lives, that they pay the consequences is not strange," the scientist commented without remorse, checking his nails with disinterest.

“Oh at least that's what she said, I just wanted to torture their minds until they died.”

“Are you talking about your accomplice?” they interrogated him.

"nono... I don't use that term with her, rather she is the moral compass of the group and the mastermind behind the brainwashing, I didn't want to see them pay the price for their actions... always an angel" it was funny say such a word, after all it was a nickname that suited him.

“so they caught red” you said with a bit of annoyance.

"Yes, Blanco hasn't returned from his vacation yet... I think we should postpone the next objective." His voice had a little worry.

Even if he tried to maintain a calm appearance, seeing his reaction on the monitors showed the truth.

“no... we will continue with the plan” you were firm with your response.

“gather the others we need to be prepared” With a few more words exchanged, they ended their conversation and one of the many screens lost signal.

You went to the crib on the side of the room and picked up your daughter.

You carried her sweetly in your arms, rocking her carefully, humming a song, when you sat down in a chair in the office.

You caressed the little girl carefully, her features were very delicate, she always brought a small smile to your face when you looked at her.

You smiled at your daughter.

“Don't worry, Alice, soon we won't worry about someone hurting you.” With one hand you caressed her head carefully.

She took your hand and started playing with your fingers.

“The Alice project is still going,” you whispered.

Your gaze returned again to the monitors, some showed images of different people doing some activities, others showed some data, some two contained news and the rest had no signal, only distorting colors were shown.

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Little Sparrow

The idea of ​​a spy reading runs through my mind, even more so when I remember Anna, Operation Red Sparrow and Agent Salt.

The first idea that comes to mind is that you are the daughter of Bruce and a Russian spy.

Of course she never tells the man, after all it was just a setback that arose from their adventure, on the way to a mission.

She decides to stay with you and start a new life, something that didn't last long because her enemies killed her

Leaving you in the care of Russian spies.

You became his new masterpiece, after all your mother's and your father's blood created a perfect girl for this field of spies.

Murder, seduce and seduce important people, steal important information and other things, you were capable of all of that.

Until you were replaced, at such a young age you were used as a scapegoat for the United States government.

You ended up with all the scum, locked in jail, rotting.

Until intelligence agent Amanda Waller offers you to join her famous suicide squad, in exchange for getting out of jail. basically sell your soul to the devil again.

The other idea is that she is Bruce and Selina's daughter.

When they were just starting their relationship, Selina, worried about putting you in danger, left you in the care of one of her clients, a Russian millionaire, who has no children, but a wife who loves them.

You were everything they needed. They were a happy family, until the man's enemies kill the entire family, leaving you alive.

You become an orphan with no future, until some agents recruit you, remembering your great abilities and skills at school.

Whatever the case, you ended up in the suicide squad full of people more demonite than you.

What you didn't expect is that each of the members who are older than you see you as their little girl, whom they must protect.

The different members teach him to fight like them, to handle swords, to shoot...

Even Harley Quinn, the crazy psychopath as you nicknamed her, doesn't stop treating you like her little daughter and teaching you everything she knows. well you wouldn't complain you had fun stealing with her.

The problem was that when the Justice League found out about the new member of the squad.

The savior complex appeared, but it was too late for you, you liked this life of action and danger, much more if you could take revenge on those who betrayed you.

Oh I can imagine Bruce realizing that they are family, and everyone in the league being surprised, because his daughter is equally or more dangerous than Harley Quinn.

Imagine that the league and the squad get together because of some problem, they start fighting everyone against everyone, and reader, without imitating himself, is savage with all his opponents.

with a batman trying to stop his daughter and get her on the right path.

thinking that a loving family would make up for all the years she was raised as a lethal weapon.

maybe reader on a mission, alone where she faces young supers, a cute smile and a flirt, and has them in her palm.

Oh and I think, some obsessive ones.

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the witch's revenge

I have a reader draft with a demon possessing her, the idea is that she basically made a deal to continue living, where she would help the demon with his evil plans in exchange for staying alive. Maybe get revenge on his family, showing them that he was better now. Jennifer's body

You had everything figured out.

Every little step.

You had many resources, not only monetary resources from your followers and your sponsor, but also the necessary influence.

Many people from the underworld supporting you.

It was assumed that with your ritual, Halloween, when a red moon would appear, would be your great opportunity.

At last you would have what your heart longed for most, the same wish that you asked the shooting stars, the one that you recited when you made incantations and spells since you were a small and inexperienced witch.

The day you gathered enough evil from the lowest places, you turned many cities guarded by heroes upside down.

At midnight when everything went dark, and the evil of each person floated towards your new scepter.

The song that you recited, oh the great song that you strove to memorize.

Everything was fine in a moment, the portal would have opened and soon you could make a pact, to save your mother.

Until it wasn't anymore, some supers appeared, not even the barrier of villains that surrounded you could contain them.

It was unfair, you weren't hurting anyone, you were saving them from their evils in exchange for benefiting you.

Thanks to you, many popular villains calmed down, your spells made them more docile.

Why didn't they let you have what you always wanted?

You were angry, upset, you wanted them to leave right then and there.

Your pain worsened when balls of purple energy were directed towards where you were, and a woman with her glowing fists also tried to hit you.

They wanted to keep you, they wanted to destroy your only source of happiness.

Maybe it was the evil that you were handling that took over you, or all the anger that you contained, but now... now you would let him govern you.

You let your scepter expel a great shadow so that the heroes would be lost.

A lot of lightning bolts followed, in all directions.

That would keep them a little busy, while they try to avoid them.

But that was not enough, you built with your magic and the things that surrounded you into monsters that would attack them.

"OH I'm sorry but you're not invited to the party" you mock them when you were able to hold them back.

You watched as the entire sky took on a red color.

"If he opens the portal he will endanger the world, you shouldn't play with demonic forces!"

"I'm sorry I don't think I heard you demon girl, I'm trying to make one of yours my pet" you ignored the caped girl laughing at her.

You feel more and more the adrenaline of hating your body. Right on cue, more heroes appeared but this time they looked like young adults.

With them the other heroes were able to control your warriors, and also attack you. Some dates tried to get through you but nothing you couldn't avoid.

"Damn, I think they have me" you raised both your hands in surrender.

You saw how they let their guard down for a moment.

"Well that would be like that, if they defeated my true warriors" you smiled evilly.

At that moment, many other villains noticed that they owed you some favors and wanted to compensate them by fighting for you. With them watching your back, you focused on your last steps to see your mother again.

You took out all the souls of the witches you killed, they were offerings to the demon that had your mother.

You knew that they could, in a good mood, take revenge on the witches who mocked him and got away with it, having them as his servants would brighten his day.

Like an angry dog ​​receiving a treat to have it on your side.

But other annoying bugs had to appear just when you put the souls inside the portal.

This was already the height of your patience, your sanity could no longer continue as before, all your madness came out.

You began to attack with your scepter directly at each person who approached you. mercilessly, you had previously been lenient about the idea of ​​harming someone.

But you couldn't afford that luxury anymore, not when your plan was in danger of being destroyed.

You reached your turning point. Your body is starting to get tired, time was running out.

With everything you had you continued with your ritual.

Even if blood began to slide down your nose and red tears that burned in your eyes spilled.

But a big blow knocked you out, making you lose your concentration and sending you to the floor, sending your scepter flying away.

As soon as you opened your face you saw that the blood moon began to disappear.

You crawled, gathering all your strength, even if your body hurt, even if the impact of the blow was still present in your body, you continued.

Reciting weak spells to defend yourself. When you reached your precious scepter without strength, you no longer felt power within it.

"Nooo" it was over with all the fights you had and because of the ritual. When you saw the portal, you noticed that it had already disappeared, along with your sacrifice and the opportunity to have your mother back.

"NONONO BECAUSE YOU DON'T ANSWER" you shook your scepter many times desperate for it to work again, you could use a time spell, stop going back, so that the blood moon would appear again, of course that would shorten your life and you would surely be punished but no longer you cared "nooo let go of me" you struggled with the hands that held you. No matter how much you kicked, scratched, bit and screamed you couldn't keep them away. You cried... you cried very loudly, as if something was hurting you deeply, as if you had been stabbed very hard, and you screamed at the top of your lungs, until you were hoarse. You did it until your eyes became blurry, and your energy was gone, you passed out.

Your dream, your desire, seems finished... there was no longer anything that moved you, you give up, you let the world finish you once and for all... as it should always have been.

You woke up alone in an unknown room, lacking natural light, only artificial light from the spotlights that illuminated an annoying white light. everything was white and colorless, devoid of life.

Your clothes were too, you didn't wonder how you had them, you let things flow... you wouldn't worry about anything anymore... you wouldn't do anything anymore... you would just exist.

You cried a lot without stopping, not that you wanted to, but the sadness that was in your heart would not go away.

With your magic you swallowed some things, a book, a record player, some depressing music records, cherry liquor and some cigarillos. With those things you waited patiently.

Someone would appreciate it, those cameras in your room were a sign, next to the black window where you couldn't make out what was behind.

You blew smoke into your mouth, elegantly holding the cigarette in your fingers and looking at the white window trying to find something in it.

Your idea was actually to terrify or make the hair stand on end of whoever was looking at you.

You played with your hair from time to time, it's a real shame that it returned to its current color, you could use magic to change it but you didn't feel up to it.

A lot of black locks, aghh you hated the color, your aunts always said that it was your father's color and that you had many of his traits, although you couldn't change those traits much because of how annoying and complex it was, the hair was one.

Everything was boring, until a girl enters your room, she sat in one of the chairs that was at a table.

And he started to question you, you didn't answer him, you just paid attention to your cigarette.

That is until she had the audacity to get into your brain, you wouldn't let her get away with that, no one messes with your head, except you.

You let him examine whatever he wanted. a small spell when she committed a vast oversight, to make her forget what she saw and tell her other things, something terrifying and traumatizing, although you did not take pity so much and made her feel your same sadness, you were not a villain to traumatize a teenager for life .

Her tears were present, you just watched her cry with your cigarette in her lips, trying not to do the same.

But you failed, you also shed tears with the girl.

The next ones who tried the same thing were also unsuccessful.

until you felt a presence that you distinguished well.

“hello demon girl see you again” you smiled.

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The Forgotten Daughter

Chapter 3

The Wayne family was going through a bad time, everyone noticed it, one of its members was showing strange behavior, this did not escape the attention of the family of detectives, no matter how discreet and secretive the youngest of the family may have been. to hide what he was doing, in any case, it did not prevent suspicions from being aroused around him.

Some discreetly tried to get information out of Damian about why he disappeared, like Dick and Barbara.

Others attacked them with facts, like Jason and Tim, but Damian only gave them a few clever words to annoy them and ignored what they wanted, the next option they followed was to investigate or spy on the boy.

His father, Bruce, concerned about the recent attitude of his son, who disappeared without a trace, especially at night or on his days off, tried to talk to the boy.

But he only received an angry face from his son, he was even more surprised to notice that the boy's eyes had resentment.

Damián wanted to go see his sister and little niece, he really tried, but there was something that stopped him, it wasn't his annoying family who wanted to interfere in his life, nor his brothers who were trying to spy on him (he was able to lose sight of them with some tricks), but rather a little half-Kryptonian boy, who kept following him around to spend time together.

When he appeared at your door and you opened it, you weren't expecting to see him with another boy behind him, one who certainly matched Damian's aptitude.

It seems that your brother did not realize that the boy was with him, because when you greeted the other boy, he was surprised by his presence.

You invited them in, they were a little more joy for this lonely house, your daughter and you were not enough to make the house a very happy place, they did what they could, but even so you could feel that more life was missing. the lonely house.

You left the children at the dining room table, next to Alice, sitting in a baby chair between the two children.

“Okay I'll bring cookies and milk, please don't cause a mess” you warned the children as you walked towards the kitchen “and take care of Alice” you looked at your brother, he nodded at your request.

“What are you doing here?” Damian questioned Jon.

“I was curious to know where you were going in such a hurry,” the boy tried to defend himself, not wanting to make Damian angrier.

“Well, you shouldn't have done it,” he looked at Jon with annoyance, and then diverted his attention to his little niece, who smiled at him and started playing with the boy's fingers.

Jon just silently observes the situation he got into, who always had a brusque attitude to everyone, even his family, treating the two people in this house with a lot of appreciation and affection. How was that even possible?

“Hey, that woman is you… “Sister,” he pointed to the place where you had disappeared.

Damian sighed, letting this boy know his secret put him in danger, one wrong step by Jon and everyone would know about you, he didn't want his father and brothers to find out about you, one because it would be annoying if they stole your attention, another because you could have lived in the mansion and grown up with him, but it was not possible because of the neglect they gave you.

"Look Jon, I'll tell you the truth, but everything that happens in this house and even what I say you will keep secret." He saw the super child again, he knew he had to silence Jon, it was better to leave him without doubts and that you keep the secret, than hearing him ask about you on his missions and risking the others finding out.

The boy hesitated, because what Damian was doing was a secret, but even so, his curiosity piqued him and he wanted to know. Your kind and gentle attitude towards the two children and even the cookies that you would bring them made the boy's curiosity arouse more. He wanted to know. more about you.

“It's okay, I promise.”

Damián knew that he was going to regret what he told Jon sooner or later, but he already revealed everything, their history together and the relationship they had, the things they did when he visited your house, the games he had with his niece, the delicious food you prepared for him, the movies and board games you played, at some point he started bragging about you to the other child.

Jon wouldn't admit it, but he was jealous, he wanted the same thing that Damian had with his sister, his feeling intensified, when you brought them some cookies that looked delicious, and when you sat next to them and they started talking about different things, see how lively you were and the kind smiles you gave them, even more so when you played a board game with them.

He also became attached to little Alice, she was very adorable, at one point he noticed that the baby smiled at him when she saw him and tried to get the child to pay attention to her, you were holding Alice so she wouldn't get hurt on a play mat while the and Damián were playing with the little baby.

It was a real shame that you weren't his sister, he really wanted that... maybe he would find a way to make you part of the family.

He also became attached to little Alice, she was very adorable, at one point he noticed that the baby smiled at him when she saw him and tried to get the child to pay attention to her, you were holding Alice so she wouldn't get hurt on a play mat while the and Damián were playing with the little baby.

It was a real shame that you weren't his sister, he really wanted that... maybe he would find a way to make you part of the family.

Maybe he can convince his friend of that too without him getting angry, he already noticed the conflicting feelings that Damian felt when he mentioned his other family's relationship with his sister, something strange was happening.

He knew for sure that if his parents knew you they would also adore you like he was doing now.

Little Alice would also be loved, he knew it, not only because of the similar appearance they had to him, which he believes is a coincidence because you also had a certain resemblance to his features, he assumes that the baby is similar to him, because of the mix of her father and yours, also because of how adorable the baby was and her smiles, along with the small actions she made and warmed her heart.

It was funny the twists and turns that life takes.

One day you decided to leave your safe home and get away from your perfect and safe little town, when you got one of your friends as a babysitter, to take care of your baby Alice, while you went out to buy some things.

It wasn't easy separating from your daughter, they were always together, you felt like you were away from her for a long time, longer than a day actually lasts.

You went to visit Gotham City, you needed to do it, it wasn't just shopping, but also work.

It was lucky that Damian wasn't going to visit you that day, nor was Jon, the new boy who started visiting you since you met him. You had no complaints about the two boys' visits, you just wouldn't have an excuse to give them if they saw you right now. .

Speaking of the new child, it seemed strange to you that your baby was also friendly with him, just after seeing him once. Did you think it only happened with your blood family? You verified the theory with Damian, the baby loves him as soon as she saw him, not like other of your acquaintances with whom she never got along quickly.

It was a crazy theory but very valid in your situation, because when you visited some distant relatives on your mother's side, your baby did the same, getting along with them instantly.

Wearing a wig and a giant trench coat that covered your entire figure.

Just a short stop at a place with your other two acquaintances, a quick intervention to a patient who needed the Alice project in his life.

When you finished you quickly left and decided to continue with your day, weighing that the remorse for what you had just done would still be present, but it seems that with all the times you have put it on other patients it helped you get used to it.

If they knew the reality, many would judge you, but it didn't matter anymore, you decided to do this for the good of your daughter.

Everything for your little one... your only ray of sunshine

Jason had to patrol this day, he wouldn't have any complaints about that if he were alone, but he didn't have to take care of the demon spawn.

It would be easy, if the boy didn't see him with a murderous face, every time he said something, lately his attitude changed a lot more, it was already a little difficult to deal with him before, but now, he didn't know if he would be able to hold out before wanting to point his gun at Damian.

Suddenly he lost sight of the boy, great now he would have to look for him so he wouldn't get into a dangerous situation. I look for him in many places, they were lucky that this day there were no attacks from villains, only a couple of rookie criminals.

He visited some places, until he saw the child again.

About to reprimand him, he noticed that the boy was distracted by watching something.

When I looked at that address, I noticed that it was not something but someone, a woman, with black hair, average height, light skin, and wearing a trench coat.

She was someone normal to him, until she wasn't anymore... in a small move from the woman who was so entertained in the street book store.

She saw his features better, that face, it made her nostalgic to see him.

He didn't know the reason, but it had to do with something from his childhood.

The memory of a girl, he knew the cover very well, it was that of his favorite novel, he saw her sitting in an uncrowded place in the library, just her sitting next to the window, which illuminated everything around her with a beautiful light, Give her an angelic appreciation and passify the girl.

Something told him that he should remember, he should do it...

hahaha the protagonist is more inclined to have platonic yanderes than a romantic one, all obsessive little children. His little army will grow, I'm sure of that.

I think someone can like supers without knowing it....

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Magic Tears

I have thought about writing something for eleceed, I like that manhwa, it is sad that there are only a few stories and even fewer with yandere themes.

An idea that has come to mind is that you are a relative of Jiwoo.

They both love each other very much, because they basically grew up together. Being the oldest, you always took care of little Jiwoo.

That made the boy's life less lonely.

You and the little cats were the reason why Jiwoo was always happy, he couldn't lose anymore. Having you as his sister was the best thing he could have and he didn't want anything more.

You were his light, he knew very well that he would not let anyone steal you or turn you off. Imagine that one day while you are planning to visit Jiwoo, you can't find him anywhere, only his cats.

You know a man in a suit who showed up at your house with cat food.

You introduce yourself to him as Jiwoo's relative and he tells you that your brother is very badly injured in a hospital.

You go to the hospital as quickly as possible.

When you manage to get there you run to your brother's room.

And although many of those present in the room, who you assume are Jiwoo's friends, look at you, you decide that it is more important to see your brother than to wait longer to introduce yourself.

You think the looks they give you are simple curiosity.

How stupid you were to think that.

When you got to the room you finally saw the boy who had you worried so much.

Seeing him hurt so badly broke your heart, how could something like that happen to him, it's just a high school boy who hurt him so much.

You stayed by his side for a long time, you cried a lot, you let your tears flow endlessly, you couldn't make them stop, your heart hurt and the bad thoughts about what could happen to Jiwoo weren't helpful.

Imagine that during your time of depression with your brother, a tall, black-haired man appears, who introduces himself as Jiwoo's teacher.

No matter the politeness at that moment, you barely saw the man and followed the boy closely.

Even if the man tried to calm you down out of compassion when he saw you cry, you couldn't stop.

You didn't know that at that time such an action from the man was strange on his part.

He knew it himself, he would never do something like that, maybe it was the fact that you are a relative of his student, or the fact that he noticed Jiwoo's adoration for you, or because he couldn't bear to see you crying, something strange woke up. in it.

But there was something that you didn't notice in your time shedding tears, these drops fell on the boy lying on the stretcher.

The salty, transparent tears turned golden for a moment and entered the boy's body.

You didn't know it at the time but that made the boy finally open his eyes due to the relief of the pain he felt

And what he found when his eyes opened and distorted what he was looking at with the light.

To his guardian angel, his older sister who was always by his side when he needed it, the person he could never afford to lose.

I tried it yes!!! It's not that there are many eleceed fics, plus I need more ideas for this and more plot to cook the story and the obsessive characters well.

I just wanted to do a story from another fandom

I think it's said like that???

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the witch's revenge

idea for Halloween month, because I don't know how to continue my other story.

For as long as you could remember, you lived in a small town, everyone knew each other, not a single neighbor passed up a good gossip to share, in a few days the whole town knew what was happening with someone.

Or at least that's what they thought, they never knew what you and your aunts were hiding.

Every night they went out to the forest to dance around a campfire and the songs they recited.

The little hexes they cast on the citizens, when they became a nuisance.

The supernatural events that occurred when you were still learning some spells.

They never found out you were a witch.

It was a good thing, it allowed you to treat the town as your little playground for your childhood pranks or your lessons as a witch, that was until you got tired and decided to leave.

It was your time to seek your independence, your aunts did not accept your wish well, but with great regret they had to say goodbye and let you find your own path. Whether it's joining a coven or becoming an independent witch.

You knew that your beloved aunts would miss you, you were the only thing they had from their sister and they were the only thing you had since you were born.

They raised you your whole life, they guided you on your path as a witch until they no longer had anything to teach you.

Regarding your mother, she had disappeared a few days after you were born, your aunts confessed that it was her punishment, for having broken her witch's pact with the coven she belonged to, all for mixing with a human and allowing her blood to be stained with her offspring. , that coven he joined despised humans.

For your birth she had to pay, see her again and save her from her punishment, it was part of your reason for leaving town.

The only thing you knew about your father was that he had never seen your mother as more than an adventure, he disappeared when he had the opportunity, your aunts looked for him as the first option to take care of you, but upon seeing his refusal to know more about your mother, the He made it known that no fool would want to know about your existence.

You ended up leaving the town and joining the coven of witches that your mother belonged to. It was difficult to adapt to it. They didn't see you favorably when they saw that you were half a witch and the daughter of a human, but they had to accept it due to the decrease in witches in In the present, many were hunted and others decided to abandon witchcraft and integrate with humans.

You learned some spells, along with meeting two young witches your age, they were the first witch friends you managed to make, you were a bit eccentric in your town which prevented the children from becoming your friends, most of them avoided you.

With the time you spent with this group you realized that they were very different from your aunts, or their known witches, they had something dark inside them, they were evil, they had no remorse about hurting the weak, they only caused destruction and suffering. Not even your little pranks in town were similar, nor were the spells your aunts cast. The evil of this coven was on another level.

Upon discovering that your mother was not in the coven, you decided to kill all the witches, you waited until they were weak and unable to defend themselves, you killed each one of them, without mercy you ended their existence, after all the torment What they put innocent souls through, they deserved it. 

It was good that you formed friendships with the two girls your age, they were also part of the massacre, taking revenge on the group of witches that hurt them, it was good that they still did not get the evil from that group.

When you confronted the leaders, while they begged for mercy, they spit out thousands of their cruel misdeeds hoping to give you the information you wanted to not die, you were able to discover the whereabouts of your mother, they had locked her in the underworld with the demons, they used her as a sacrifice to become more powerful.

That dark night there were no survivors of the coven, all the witches of this group needed to be exterminated, so that their legacy of evil and destruction would end.

Some time after living different adventures, you ended up constantly visiting some cities.

You managed to interact with wealthy and famous people, who ruled different cities, you formed a new life, one that would allow you to go unnoticed while you carried out your next plan.

You had found a way to see your mother again, but you only had one chance to achieve it, you had to calculate your movements well to achieve your goal.

You just had to take care of yourself, there were some small annoyances you had to deal with, people who could endanger your plan, the superheroes, not just the justice league, but also the young league and the titans, you could say all the heroes.

You ended up at a super gala where celebrities from different places gathered, all because some relics from the medieval era were going to be exhibited, all insignificant except the red orb, the centerpiece, which a witch created with the aim of extracting and storing power. for some complex spells. You needed it, it was the main part to achieve everything you wanted, without it everything was useless.

You walked hand in hand with a millionaire, who introduced you to his acquaintances as his goddaughter, he had demanded that, since you did not accept him introducing you as his daughter, you still did not understand why this man insisted on that title, much worse in his interest in adopting you.

The famous millionaire lex luthor was a man whom you helped with one of your spells when he was recovering from an injury, it seems that this made him interested in you, he saw what you were capable of and took you as his protégé at first, You knew about his megalomaniac plans, it could be said that you gave him help in his plans or so the man liked to believe, the truth is that his feelings of greatness, revenge and pride gave you a lot of energy for your spells that's why you spent your time with him. him, that and that you felt that he fulfilled the role of father that you never had, the man tried very hard to be a father figure, yet you did not understand his reasons.

You separated from the man when he got distracted in a conversation with other millionaires.

It was time to look for new victims, the best thing about these elitist people was their strong feelings of hedonism, greed, pride, envy, hatred and evil.

You could already taste that energy.

Until you bumped into someone when you were distracted by your excitement.

"uhh.. I'm sorry I didn't mean to" you apologize quickly.

"It's okay, it was an accident" you heard it said, it was a woman's voice, it had a gentle touch.

When you looked at the person you collided with, you found a woman, her smile was the first thing that caught your attention, it was just like your mother's, you had seen her in an old photo that your aunts kept.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you," a woman greeted as she also observed you.

His hair was brown, straight and long, his hazel eyes had that light, which said he was a person with a bubbly, enthusiastic personality. You recognized her.

"...Uh yeah same thing" you were unsure about this conversation. You knew you were in danger if you talked to this woman.

"Aren't you the famous lady that millionaire Lex Luthor is introducing to everyone?" the woman asked excitedly upon recognizing you.

"If I am ____ and you are a reporter," you said without encouragement, "Luisa Lane known for getting the best news and who I was warned to stay away from," you hesitated when speaking.

You recognized her, she was Luisa Lane, a great reporter from the Daily Planet, you liked watching the news, much more so the women's section was very interesting to you, but you wouldn't let your guard down because of that, much worse confessing to her that you like her work.

"Oh come on, I'm not dangerous," I joke with a smile.

  "I'm an enthusiastic reporter looking for good news," she pointed out childishly, her lack of concern and childish action brought a smile to her face.

"If that's why you are a danger to me, I would trust myself and possibly end up in one of your stories" you followed the woman's game, you left your plans for another time, it was fun to talk to the woman.

"Don't think that, I just want to get to know you better" Luisa really meant it, the way you spoke to her, along with your peaceful and happy personality, caught her attention, it was no longer just discovering why you appeared out of nowhere and how You achieved the high position you have among the rich and famous, something about her made him want to know more about you, your tastes, what you hate, your thoughts, in his view you were just a little girl who was very adorable and made him awaken his maternal instincts.

"We shouldn't be talking you know."

"No one cares that we exchange words with others, they don't necessarily have to find out," he said in a low voice as if he were keeping a secret.

After a tug-of-war with the reporter, you ended up burning with her power of convincing.

"Tell me how do you and the millionaire from the Lex companies know each other?" I speak in a professional manner. 

"That sounds like an interview, you said we'd just talk" you pointed out the promise the woman was breaking.

"Does it sound like that? I'm sorry, it's just that they are actually very curious and I'm so used to my job that I can't leave this behavior behind" the woman tried to calm you down before you wanted to leave.

You spent some time with the woman, talking about different things, of course you had to make up some stories so as not to raise suspicions about who you really were. All the random things they talked about like their favorite food, the trips you took, your taste in fashion or what you did for fun, were like the conversations you had with your aunts, but it felt deeper, it was like you always wanted to talk to them, your mother.

But when you saw two tall figures approaching the reporter and you, your alerts went off, they were the two people you should definitely avoid, Lex warned you that they were dangerous, especially if you had evil plans, but he never wanted to say more. .

That's why when you saw them greet Luisa, you quickly turned away, you fled from that place, you'd better look for where the relics were.

When Luisa realized your absence, she saw how you had already walked away from her, you were now talking to a couple of anxious people, who spoke very animatedly with you, she could see how the lady squeezed your cheek with affection and how her husband smiled for his wife's actions.

It made her sad to see that, because you had to leave and much worse talk to other people, she wanted to introduce you to her husband, she wanted to gain your trust more, she wanted to form a friendship and maybe later, for you to become more familiar with her and her family.

It can't be possible, you could barely leave a conversation and you enter a new one, ahhh how did you become so popular, you blamed yourself for your singing spell, which took away people's stress, bad thoughts and nightmares, that gave them a new breath to the people from whom you extracted bad energy, as they always returned to the same thing of having bad energy, they became addicted to turning to you using your singing spell to relieve them.

You waited patiently until your plan to steal the sphere came into action.

Although you expected it, you were still surprised by the appearance of some villains who came in to assault the party guests. You followed the orders they shouted, in a few minutes a hero would surely appear to save the day, enough time for someone to sneak up and steal the orb "catwoman" or Aunt Selina as she wanted you to call her.

You just let the big act continue, holding onto your 'godfather's arm, the scary girl act working well for you. 

You looked at the ceiling from time to time, trying to see if your jewel thief had appeared, when you noticed her signal, you let shadows slowly appear throughout the room, in an easy and practical spell, little by little everything was plunged into a fog. black that prevented the view of all those present. 

When the heroes, or rather the little henchmen of Batman and Superman appeared, the phase of your plan came to an end, you no longer needed to stay in this place.

"I want to go home" you said to the man who held your hand so as not to lose sight of you.

"Of course, I think this place is no longer suitable for us to stay," he nodded and took you out of the living room.

You saw the female reporter out of the corner of your eye, you would miss her, it was fun talking, you raised your hands and waved them, saying goodbye to the woman.

"Hey Bruce."

"Who" was upset that his friend interrupted his attention to how his children handled the villain situation.

"Don't you think that girl looks a little familiar" he pointed to the woman who was saying goodbye to his wife.

The man scowled at him for interrupting his thoughts with something non-trivial.

Halloween special, I was a little inspired, of course it doesn't have much terror, I think it's more because of the witch.

Clark already raised doubts about Reader's appearance, he looks a lot like someone he knows. I imagine a situation where the reader comes to project her family into superfamily. instead of his real family of heroes.

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The Forgotten Daughter

A slightly slow plot but I prefer it that way, that the obsessed characters appear little by little

Chapter 2

Damian Wayne... he was an enigmatic child for you.

The truth is that you still don't understand how you managed to get along with the boy, his curt, unfriendly and arrogant personality was difficult to deal with, if not impossible.

After his first visit you didn't expect to see him again, his upset face with a curt goodbye was the last thing you expected to see from the boy, not receiving another visit from him a few days later.

You would be lying if you said that your life became more miserable with the child, even with his witty hurtful comments they made you smile, perhaps because you did not take the child's words seriously, because you did not feel familiar with him, or because after being bothered he an adorable scene with your baby that took away his threatening appearance.

You compared him to a chihuahua, those adorable little dogs that tried to look brave and like a big threat, but they were just adorable little creatures.

You also attributed your great attitude towards the child's visits in large part to the fact that you had matured, you were already a responsible adult with a daughter who sweetened your life even more, you became one of those television mothers who was positive, above all, wearing a big smile with an air of friendliness.

“Because you smile like a fool,” the boy commented, annoyed when he saw the attitude his sister was wearing.

You snapped out of your thoughts and paid attention to your surroundings again.

“Ahhh.. it's just that you two look so adorable playing around” you defended yourself.

In a way it was true, seeing the child sitting on a puzzle-style rug that you put together in the living room, playing with some baby toys, with your little daughter, while the little girl tried to play with the child and moved her hands with excitement, It was something that warmed your heart.

You received a displeased grimace from Damian at your words, he stopped paying attention to you and looked back at Alice.

“Hey, don't bother about that, if you keep making faces you'll get old.”

“I'm not the one who should worry about getting old you know” the boy responded, but this time without paying much attention to you.

“Am I getting older, can I tell?” You worried about his words, it was a valid worry, at least for you.

This time you did not receive any attention, neither from the child, nor from your baby, great, now I will exchange you for that bad excuse of a refined child, you noticed his taste for being from a wealthy family, something that you never liked very much, although Having money and having no limit to spend it was fantastic, having many gossip about your life, seeing how luxury and money controlled people, the carelessness of some parents and others who put pressure on their children to make them their perfect puppets, no. It was something very nice.

“Well men still flirt with me, so I guess I shouldn't worry about my appearance until they stop” you joked, you were going to leave aside the fact that you were getting older with each passing day, month and year, forget that Time was still ticking for almost everyone in the world, worrying about it was stupid and a martyrdom, it caused nothing but depressive and anxious feelings.

“Who went and where?” The boy got up from the ground in a hurry and faced you.

Damian got upset when he heard that, dogs trying to seduce you for their dirty desires, he wouldn't allow it, that would affect his little niece, if his niece, it's not that he cared about you, that's clear, although you were kind to him and You treated him like a member of your family, he didn't feel anything for you…. TRUE? You were just a woman who shared blood with him, his sister, he wasn't going to admit it.

“Uggg, you sound like a protective father” you made a disgusted face.

“That your useless husband wasn't taking care of you” he ignored your mockery and continued with his interrogation.

“whaaat?” His words surprised you “Haha, I'm married, I think you hit your head.”

“What about that man who was at your house when I met you?” he asked you again, this time you could see that his calm temperament changed to an aggressive one.

“The man we had dinner with?” Damian nodded “yes that man, Alice's father?”

"Hahaha he's not Alice's father, where did you get that idea from?"

The boy didn't answer you, he just looked at you questioningly, waiting for you to continue talking.

“That man you met was Nick, Alice's godfather,” you explained, “and as for this little girl's father, he is not part of our lives.”

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Thanksgiving was a very lively date in your home, your friends visited your house and had a delicious dinner, it was one of those days where the whole house became full of life and there was laughter in every corner, there were small arguments, but They all revolved around who gained little Alice's favor. Although she reacted well to Damian's company, she was not the same with your friends. It means that the little baby develops a demanding side with the people around her except for her family.

Today your younger brother did not attend the party, even though you invited him, it was something you expected, unfortunately, he had a family to celebrate with, his father and brothers, you assume, in his conversations he never mentioned his mother, so you assume that she It was not listed in its current home.

The surprise was pleasant, when you found the child visiting you in the early morning of the new day, although you wanted to sleep, seeing the child visiting you so late at your invitation, you suppose, warmed your heart and you accepted that the child came in. your house.

The nagging doubt of how it was possible for him to come from so far away in the middle of the night unaccompanied to your house was in your head, naaa... you would let him get away with it, he is not your son after all, and knowing the story familiar, Damian is also supposed to play superheroes like the others.

You watched as Damián devoured the food left over from the party, for some reason he decided to go out to the balcony of the house to eat and you followed him so as not to leave him alone. Yes, you were saying goodbye to the food you planned to eat the following week. At least you could save breakfast by reheating the little leftovers.

“You know you look like dad” you said looking at the child, maybe it was the dream or the silent atmosphere, between you and the child, but seeing him made you a little nostalgic.

It's funny, because even though that man never did a well-deserved action to receive such a title, you still called him your father, you hated yourself for that, you wanted to stop being stuck in a place where you were still deep inside yourself expecting something from your paternal family.

Dad... oh dad, why did you never give me such an opportunity to call you that, that man, even without effort or interest in your life, took an undeserved title.

You realized that the boy had stopped eating, to pay attention to you and your words. He didn't say anything which is a surprise, given his defensive attitude every time they spoke.

“Don't look at me like that, it's true... you look like him in many ways” you looked Damián in the eyes, you were lying with your head on the bars of the balcony without wanting to move it, with a face empty of emotions.

“I remember seeing him eat just the way you do, I never forget it, him eating with a stoic face and an air of superiority surrounding him, as if he were royalty” you did not move your eyes, always on a fixed point, observing the child who He was the exact copy of the first man who broke your heart “They are the same when eating, even if you don't believe it.”

Do you remember well when you would sneak out of your room or the kitchen where you spent your time with Alfred, just to see your father for a moment, there was something that stopped you from facing the man, sometimes he looked very tired, he was talking on the phone or someone She accompanied him at his dinner, like the women who visited the mansion with Bruce and stayed the night with him.

“Your appearance also reveals you as his son, after all you are his spitting image” you finished your ramblings, you looked away from the boy, it was better not to say anything else to him, you didn't want to bother him anymore, if he took your words the wrong way. You blame your lack of sleep for causing an impending disaster.

You'd better concentrate on observing the dark landscape full of lights that the balcony offers.

“You look like Bruce too,” Damian comments as he composes himself after being surprised by your words.

"..." You were left speechless by his sentence, how come you two looked alike and never noticed it? They had to change what made them similar to their father or treasure it with all their hearts.

You waited to hear the boy as you climbed onto the bars of the balcony and sat down, needing to clear your mind of the next words that would come out of the boy's mouth.

“You and Bruce… you are not careful in your romantic adventures and you end up with unexpected children,” he said without mincing words.

“Ahhh how embarrassing you don't say that” you tried to hide your face from the child's sight, you didn't expect him to digest something similar.

You laughed a little at what he said, in a way it was true, you didn't see it, but Damián also smiled when he saw your reaction and your smile, you didn't get angry or say anything bad against him because of his words.

He followed your steps and also sat on the bars of the balcony.

Although the adrenaline surged through your body from hanging at a high altitude above the ground, you left your worries behind and enjoyed the moment. You still kept your hands on the bars, to avoid incidents.

“Yeah, I'm sorry if what sounded bad before, the truth is that seeing you here makes me happy, I've never done something like that with dad and seeing you doesn't… wakes up emotions in me” you apologized, although the words you said were unintentional. you threw at him, you know very well that they had a bit of resentment in them.

“You are... you are the family I never had.”

Oh how stupid you were to say that, if only you knew that that closed your destiny, if you knew that by saying that, the boy whom you just started to consider a brother would see you as a valuable person in his life that he would not have the luxury of losing. , using methods at any cost to have his sister and niece by his side.

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In another place very far from your house and the family scene you had.

Another great scene broke out, all because the "eldest" of the Wayne children went to look for his younger brother after their family dinner, but when he got to his room he noticed his absence.

This worried him, even more so knowing that he wasn't even sneaking around the city in his vigilante form.

Where had the little demon of the family gone? He scanned the boy's room, trying to find a clue to his whereabouts.

Even though he meticulously searched the entire large room, he found nothing, and about to give up, a book caught his attention.

An art book, it was rare that Damian left something visible, Dick took the moment to review his brother's art, upon seeing his few projects before he noticed that he had great talent.

He scanned the pages slowly, capturing every detail of the drawings and paintings, his brother was undoubtedly talented, but there was something, some leaves in particular, that stopped him from thinking about them.

A woman was drawn on it, a woman that he vaguely remembered, she was very familiar, but no matter how much he searched his memory he couldn't remember who she was.

When he was finally able to change the page, he noticed that all the other pages contained more drawings of the woman, or of a baby.

He took a photo of the drawings, something told him that this woman was important, he had to remember who she was.

It's time to add more characters, the good thing is that we already have a yandere.

Reader never specified that it was the paternal family that she never had, because although with Damian now they are more like brothers, she had her friends and her mother as family, may she rest in peace.

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Birthday Cry

Listening to pity party and my birthday gave me the idea of ​​this story. Who hasn't had a birthday happen in their life where your loved ones forget it or can't celebrate it because they have other things to do?

Smiling was what you were trying to do in the middle of an abandoned room, not letting a few tears ruin your day.

Today is your birthday and your whole family forgot, it was no surprise they had done it before, they have always done it in your most important moments.

They had other things on their agenda to do, matters to attend to and crimes to solve, at least that's what you assume.

That day when your birth was celebrated, no one was home to celebrate it, it is not strange because deep inside you you knew that they hated it, the day you were born, the person who does nothing but bother them in their home, the plague that invaded them and it ruined their happiness, they never said it to your face, but their behavior made you believe that was how they felt.

The atmosphere that surrounded you was lifeless, a large dark room, illuminated only by the small flames of the candles, even so, they did not improve the cold and melancholic scene, the large dining room table was empty, there was no person present.

Just you and the small birthday cake, sitting in the center of the table, right in front of where your father and brothers always sat to eat, very far from your seat, of course when they coincided in their meals.

The chairs devoid of life were the spectators of your sad reality. You thought they would remember it, you actually believed it, it was when you would come of age and could leave home, when you would finally be emancipated.

They should have come to celebrate that they would no longer see you in the mansion, that they would stop dealing with you.

Not even your dear butler, your only friend in this house was present, you didn't blame him, he had a lot of work to do, you hated being a burden to him, you couldn't afford it, after all he was the only one who bothered to try to understand you and relate to you.

You didn't invite anyone, you knew very well that they would take advantage of this opportunity to get something out of your family, you experienced it on your first birthday with your classmates from the private academy you attended.

Today was your day, a very special occasion, where you should be celebrating with your loved ones, with a big smile on your lips, listening to them sing a song and you blow out the candles on the cake making a wish.

Not crying, shedding endless tears, with a feeling of pain in your chest that couldn't stop, alone in a room in the big house where you were forced to live, for as long as you can remember.

With the makeup smeared, the dress wrinkled by your hands full of emotions that squeezed it, inside a room with a deathly silence, darkened by the big lights turned off.

You looked at your cake, and sang your birthday song, still crying.

Your only consolation was vaguely remembering the song your mother sang to you on the last birthday you spent together.

"Happy birthday to me," you finished and blew out the candles, you made your wish, desperately hoping it would come true.

This time you no longer asked for something related to your family, it wasn't much different.

Now you were 18 years old and you could do whatever you wanted.

Besides, today was your birthday, you could cry as much as you wanted, you could scream and laugh, the best thing was that you had the big house to yourself.

With that in mind you got up from the chair, leaving the large table you went to look for your phone.

You wiped away your tears a little along with the makeup smeared on your face.

You made a few calls before you started putting your things in order.

You saw some paintings on the walls, they were your grandparents', you took pity on their memory and kept their things in a room.

You locked many rooms, you had them because you knew where Alfred kept them. While you knew where to turn off the mansion's security that warned that things were out of control, you didn't need them to interrupt what you had planned.

In a short time the big house was filled with people, many teenagers and young adults, you hardly knew any of them, but that didn't matter to you, not as long as they were useful to fulfill your plan.

Many open spaces in the mansion were filled, the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, the hallways, there were endless drinks everywhere you looked and loud music.

You watched from the stairs as your plan went just as you wanted, you had a small cupcake in your hands, courtesy of your only three friends.

You didn't know them at your school, even if they attended it, you formed a friendship with them when you saw them visiting the same music record store you went to, their love for alternative rock bands was what brought them together.

Your friend Sam hugs you with love and gave you a few kisses on your cheek, causing you to laugh because of her clingy attitude. Your other friend Mia sipped her soda, taking turns looking at them or checking the posts that appeared on her phone. Your friend, the only man in the group Noah, laughed at Sam's witticisms, but he continued to encourage her.

When the party managed to turn the mansion upside down and thousands of people showed off the great party they attended, along with the label of the wild birthday of one of the Wayne heirs, you decided to leave.

“Well, it's time,” you said.

“Ahh so fast... they still need to introduce themselves one more time, at this rate they will never become famous” Noah complained.

“Take it back, you bad excuse for a manager, our band will be famous soon.” Sam ran after the boy, trying to hit him for his pessimistic words.

“Are you really sure about this decision of yours?” Mia came to your side as they started to go to your room. “Once you leave, you won't be able to come back and life outside of this place won't be pretty.” I try to make you see the consequences of leaving your home, nothing you didn't already know.

“I know, it will be difficult, we will have to work to survive, give double what we have when practicing the songs and in the band presentations” you explained the challenges they would have to go through.

“But I'm willing to do it, I like playing in the band with you, plus you are... you are my family” you took his hand and smiled at him “I think we will achieve great things together”

"Now we will achieve everything with the magic of friendship" Noah mocked the childish speech you gave.

"At least I keep the group's morale high, some of the work you can never do" you stuck your tongue out at him childishly.

You achieved your goal, the small revenge for them forgetting your birthday, the best birthday you had during your stay in this house.

Your three friends helped you carry your bags in the midst of all the commotion. You didn't look back, not even for a second.

It was time to start a new chapter of your life, you just crossed your fingers that your birthday wish would come true.

Besides never having to return to this house.

It's a shame that fate doesn't want that for you, much more so that your music will awaken fans truly willing to do crazy things for the band and will bring you back to your family that you left behind

I can't help it, when I think of a girl band, hex girs come to mind, although sohodolls also come to mind even though it's not an all-girl band.

I couldn't do much anguish, it's enough that ___ suffers a lot, I like to draw the line more than reader, but it's obvious.

Jajaja I can already imagine the family returning to the mansion after a tiring mission and finding the mansion destroyed.

I think that at first they would think that it was the work of a villain, but after researching online and seeing the big party that was held, they would begin to doubt it.

I imagine that some kids from the young league attending as civilians watching the big party and one or another hero of the league thinking that their partner Bruce was the one who threw the party.

The family will notice that ___ was the one who threw the party, and that they missed her birthday, the first time they really pay attention to her. Although I think they will become truly obsessive when they see ___ playing with her band, or in interviews where she claims to be an orphan and that her bandmates are her only family.

Tag list: @cosas-delias @vainilla @murciélago1212 @yan aleatorio @Quiarst @Dhanyasri @leo227

I'm sorry if I didn't tag some, but it's not the series in which they asked me to tag them, it's another series or shorts that I'm trying to get going, but when I have a new chapter, I'm sure I'll tag everyone. they asked me. I'm also sorry if you didn't want to be tagged in this short, I still don't know how it works....

[skay-ali]

Fugitives

I had this little idea of ​​a couple who run away from their lives and in the middle of that they become fugitives. Maybe they messed with the wrong people.

You were still wondering how you ended up here.

How did you leave that city in which it was confined.

In a speeding car, sharply dodging other cars, in the middle of a bustling city, with the incessant singing of the sirens of the police cars that followed them.

You held the driver's seat with all your strength and the door with your other hand, to avoid sudden changes in direction and your body colliding in different places.

The wind was very strong due to the speed of the car, it came in without stopping, moving your long hair around you.

The boy at your lake had a big smile, you could say he loved how the car was going out of control and he didn't get caught, his excitement was a little contagious, even his screams of euphoria. 

You don't know how you made the decision to follow this boy on his crazy adventure, but you did, you took his hand when he extended it to you, you got on his motorcycle with your bag, letting him take you away from the city where you grew up.

The cruel city that always took something from its inhabitants, the city that destroyed them and took away their hopes, from which they could not flee because they were the only home they knew, the city that traps you in its clutches and never allowed you to leave it.

But you loved this boy and even more the idea of ​​leaving this city. That's why you ran away.

The boy next to you, who did not stop having fun because of the adrenaline-filled moment they were living, you knew that he loved you too, maybe more than you did.

Since you met, he never left your side, you always smiled together, you lived little adventures, you told each other your deepest thoughts and secrets, he supported you every time you fell apart.

He became your only friend, the only person you trusted, coming to only need him in your life.

Like the time, when a group of boys started bothering you, he showed up and beat them all up.

You didn't need anyone else in your life, it was too late for someone to be interested in really seeing you like the boy next to you did.

You were cut down by their dream to run away, far away, until they found a place they could call home, where no one would hurt them or separate them.

Where no one separates you from his side, as the boy said, when he told you his plan.

Maybe he was crazy, he had been through a lot of complicated things in his life, he was crazy when he said that you were the only person he needed to be alive and he looked at you with eyes full of love, he was crazy when every time you tried to get away, He would find you and swear that you would never be separated.

But you didn't care anymore, after all he took you out of your city and they drove a stolen car towards nowhere.

Just a little prologue, with a yandere preamble. I don't know which character would look good in a setting like this.

Who do you think it should be?

I was thinking of Jason, but there are more characters in his universe, or maybe from another series.