Death: This is for NaNoWriMo and I want to know if you guys will like this. :3
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's and the plot.
A tall red headed woman stood near two disemboweled bodies, blood dripped from her hands as a small smile crept onto her face. This was enjoyable for the woman, and this was also a thrill to have something like this unfold before herself. This was something that she hasn't seen in a long time. She liked the blood, but that was not the case. She had thought to find a new way to get home, but it was too late; these dead bodies wont tell her where to go now. She needed answers, but this was her only lead to her home.
"Dammit! Who done this!" The woman yelled out in fury.
A small whimper came from a crib not that far from the strewn woman laid. Getting curiosity over her, she went over to the crib and seen a small dark haired child whimpering. She picked up the child, whom had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead, bright green eyes that she had ever seen in her life. Maybe this child maybe her only way home, and she knew little of magic, but maybe this child will be able to activate his magic to send her home. The child started crying.
"Sh... It will be okay little one, I know that you might know who killed your parents, but I don't know where to find the culprits." The woman said as she held the child in her arms.
The small child, who looked at her with all knowing eyes, might know what she was saying all this time and trying to tell her that someone was after him. She looked at the child's eyes again and fell into a trance, 'maybe this child will grow up safely in my homeland...' She thought to herself.
Just as she was thinking of her homeland, the child closed his eyes and this nauseating sensation pulled from her navle and she closed her eyes. Then she opened them to see the green trees of ceders, and evergreen tree's surrounding her. Did this child bring her to her homeland? If so, then how did the child do this?
"You must have a large magical core to do this, child." She said to the dark haired boy in her arms. "If so, I might need to get you some training done as a Warlock, or a sorcerer, but not a low level wizard."
The boy looked up at her, opening his mouth. "Mummy."
"What?" She looked down at him with a little confusion. "Mummy?"
"Mummy!" The boy said again with a smile.
With a long lock of hair resting on her shoulder, he grabbed it and tugged lightly, "Mummy."
Finally understanding what the child was saying, she smiled some and nodded yes. "I am your mummy, my little Hariku... I will look after you now, and protect you."
Hariku smiled as he closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth from the woman's body, and the woman knew where to settle down to raise this little one with a lot of love, but it will have to be deeper in Ceder Forest, which was a forty mile walk from where she stood, and this might be something she might have to do; she had this ugly feeling that latter in life, that he might have to go against his real parents killers in the future, but she will make a man out of him by the time the tenth year came and pass.
