We Share Blood
A Homestuck Fanfiction
I own nothing but the story, Natasha and Panther-Mom
Prologue

" Come along Natasha. "
Scared and only four sweeps old Natasha wasn't sure she was ready for this, her sensitive self had just witnessed three deaths, and they weren't even to the door yet, trembling the young girls knees locked together, her hands held in front of her chest clutching the strings of the bloody red gift bag her bright purple eyes wide with fear as she stared at her lusus.
" D-do I r-r-rea-really hav-have to g-go. I heard th-the su-su-sub-subbjugators are r-really mean. "
Her lusus rolled its eyes and the large panther romped back to its grubling and nipped the back of the child's deep purple sweater dress, careful of her lavender curls, lifting her, Natasha squealed in horror and used one hand to hold her dress in place, not caring that she wore leggings, and now her shoe was falling off, flailing she tried to juggle everything in her tiny hands her short frame shook as they neared the door.
' This is it I'm going to die, my lusus is trying to kill me, oh gog, oh gog, oh gog. "
Panther-mom dropped tiny Natasha on the hives front step, the building towered over Natasha's head as she stared up, head tilted back, then there was a creak, jumping Natasha flinched as a young boy opened the door, he was so much taller then she was, so much bigger, so much...scarier.
" Hello motherfucker, "
" Eep! " Natasha ran and hid behind her Lusus petrified, absolutely terrified clutching the panthers back leg in fear, not even recognizing she'd dropped her red gift bag before the boy.
" What the fucks wrong motherfucker, " The boy grinned wickedly, looking amused that she'd run, they all ran when they saw him, after all his father was the mighty subjugator king.
" Please Panthermom can we please just go, I'm so scared. "
The panther just rolled its eyes, " Is your father home Marakin? "
" No, not yet motherfucker, come the fuck inside and you can wait for the old bleating beast, " The boy named Marakin snickered violently and stepped to the side leaning on the door starting smugly at the tiny girl.
' She's so small, I could crush her in my hand, '
He laughed under his breath as Natasha shook visibly, stepping behind the panther that walked foreword into the darkness of the off looking tent like hive." You mothfucking dropped something motherfucker."
Marakin had to stiffen a laugh as Natasha nearly fainted, fear drained all the color from her face as she trembled reaching down to pick up the gift by the strings. Her body tensed, as his large frame pushed off the door and loomed over her his hand resting on the other side of the doorframe to bend down at her level.
" Boo."
Natasha screamed bloody murderer, a bone chilling scream that made Marakin chuckled, " I'm black for you little motherfucker, but your funny as shit, "
Natasha slumped against the door, she couldn't do this, this boys as just so terrifying, takeing the bag she shoved into his chest then ran, scrambling to get away, yet the child only made it a few steps before barring into the leg of another giant troll. Freezing she, shook and looked up tilting her head back to stare at an even bigger version of the boy who she believed was called Marakin.
" Oh gog, " Natasha stumbled back and fell onto her rump starting up in fear at the smiling face of the Highblood.
" Well he-motherfucking-llo, lil mama. "
The troll king stared down at Natasha amused she was so small and so tiny. Resting his hands on his knees he crouched before her, his wild untamed mess of hair jutting out in all directions swayed as he crouched to be eye level with the girl.
" Well look at you, pretty little motherfucker, cute as shit. "
Natasha couldn't believe it as she stared in utter disbelieve THIS man was related to THAT boy, Natasha was still startled but slowly a light lavender purple flushed her cheeks as she looked away quickly.
" Cute motherfucker, huh lil mama, you're a cute motherfucker, have you met my motherfucking son yet, he's a real motherfucker."
Natasha nodded fast, and quick, but still looked away trembling.
Marakin was making gag faces as he watched his father charm the small girl, scowling he stormed inside and across the wide room, throwing the bag into a pile of other gifts, it was his fifth sweep, today as his wriggling day, but he wasn't happy, but yet again Marakin was never happy.
Lifting the child in his arms he carried the young girl back into the tent like hive and romped after his son.
" Here hold this, "
The Highblood dropped young Natasha onto Marakin who growled as he fell to the floor under her, Natasha's squeal echoed as she jumped up accidentally stomping on the boys hand.
Marakin roared and snagged her leg from under her driving her to the floor as he pounced her body Laing over her with anger in his eyes.
Natasha stared up at him, eyes wide, heart pounding she reacted, on pure instinct, driving her knee up to his groin she slammed it viciously into his bone bulge and rolled with it, flipping them over till she lay above him a small hand curling around his slender throat the other raised back her nails clicked into long claws. Stopping short the girl froze and stared down at him with wide fearful eyes, eyes that met amused eyes of the subjugators son.
Marakin hadn't been ready for that one, apparently the girl wasn't as useless as he thought, the amusement in his eyes turned to amazement as he watched a lavender purple color rise upon her cheeks, dusting under her brilliant purple eyes.
" You have purple blood, sea-dweller! "
Marakin accused baffling Natasha.
' Is this boy a moron we share a blood color. '
" A-actually it's I-indigo.. I-I wear m-ma-makeup to l-lighten the color. "
Natasha stammered and looked away quickly.
Marakin stared in shock as his father howled with laughter at his sons slack jaw moron look.
' I share blood with THIS! '
Marakins idiot look turned sour as he rolled her off, she landed with a soft thump at his side and sat there as he slowly rose to his feet brushing himself off he made a 'hmph' then stuck his hand out to her looking away with a scowl.
Natasha stared up at him then at his clawed hand then tentively she slid her smaller hand into his, yanked to her feet she yowled loudly and fell against his side one hand against his chest the other in his hand.
" S-sorry. "
Drawing back quickly only to be yanked back, Marakin bowed down and hissed into her ear.
" I have black feelings for you, "
That Natasha knew, and her purple eyes glowed the pupil slitted like a felines a cat like smile graced her expression.
" I have black feelings for you too. "
The two exchanged looks then separated, Marakin stalking back toward his father, Natasha to the pile of present to collect hers in her small arms, then she ran up and grabbed him by the shoulder forcing him to turn around she shoved the bag into his hands again.
" Happy Wriggling Day, "
Natasha hissed softly, her fear for him subsided to know they both shared mutual black feelings, then she ran back to her lusus side who was waiting at the door.
" Thank you for having us Highblood, " Natasha bowed as her lusus nodded it's head and with that they departed.