AN: Disclaimer: I own nothing
I write this because I wanted to read a story like this awhile ago.
The dates are off, the ages are off, and you will deal!
It has been awhile since I read the books. Sorry, I still haven't read the sixth book.
You don't like. You don't need to read.
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-(15 yrs ago)
A crumbled note lies in an empty crib. The red text mars the crumbled yellow paper.
You took my child. You will feel my pain.
- (12 years ago)
"Mission Closed. The Circle is gone."
A woman stares at the hollow two graves. The names are wrong. The dates are wrong. The titles were not.
"Beloved Father and Husband."
"Innocent Child, may we find each other one day"
Above each inscription, an avenging angel held a long sword. Hidden in each sword were the initial "CAM" and "MCM"
The woman eyes have watered and as her tear touches the ground, her three son touches her leg. She picks him up and heads to the car. As she leaves the woman places her hand on the man behind her.
His head is bowed, his arm is in a sling, and his head is hung.
Meanwhile:
Two three year olds are crying. One a boy, one a girl. Both destined to meet. Both separated from there parents. Both of their fathers assumed dead.