Heavensblackcat: And here's my try at something new! I've always wondered about Nero's heritage so here's my explanation for it. Sorry for any mistakes, and the two OCs I'm introducing. But hey if you don't like OCs don't read, or hey give it a try! It's appreciated...Just please no flames. I can't stand rude, degrading, brash, people who find nothing better than trash other peoples writing. I know that OCs can get annoying, redundant, and blah, blah, blah, but still-Anyway since this is turning into a giant rant I'll just begin with the story. Since I'm betting some of you won't read this anyway.


Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.

-Babara Kingsolver

My children…

Rain hissed across the pavement. Sending, all the nightlife inside early as the rain and now fog spread across the city. A lone figure emerged from the fog.

Back hunched against the rain. Black jacket drawn around her body, the figure walked on as the rain poured down harder.

How could you take them away?

The city was still in disarray, but it was slowly it was recovering. That was proof enough as some rambunctious laughter from a bar escaped outside. The woman continued against the rain trying to find some trace of her children.

My precious babies, where are you?

By some motherly instinct, she could sense one of them nearby. Maybe it was her first born, her son, the one that looked just like his father, or maybe the girl, her beautiful baby girl. She must look just like her mother, not like the filthy infernal man that was her father.

You must be suffering so.

The man that she had loved, but now wished desperately to shove his beloved sword up his- Something moved. In the fog she could see something move. Her mouth watered with the prospect of feeding on their dark energy.

But you don't have to worry anymore.

She once was a beautiful human woman. She made any man look at her in lust and any woman envy her easy beauty. Now she was reduced to this! She had to resort to feeding on monsters to keep her alive.

The monster came closer to her. It sniffed the air finding that its prey within easy reach. The woman grinned straightening up. She was so hungry, and this one smelled particularly yummy.

Because…

It leaped, and in a flash it lost the battle. The woman smiled as she dug her hands into the contorted flesh, reveling in the warm squashy insides. With an effortless tug, she pulled her blood soaked hand out of the monster.

She licked the blood off her hand before dragging the monster into an alleyway to enjoy the rest of her meal.

Mama's coming.


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