OK, these are collections of my darkest child OCs, and they all will connect to each other's story. :D
Princess Ming whimpered in what she had to call a home. She looked around at the spider webbed covered walls, to the spider crawling around the floor, finally disappearing in the crack of the door, leading out of the basement. She wished she could do that. But she couldn't... She was too short to reach the knob, and these chains tying her to the wall only came off when she was eating. She wanted to get out of this place that she couldn't accustom to as a home.
But a prison, that fitted like a glove. She usually had a pastime of listening to the conversations upstairs. Something about Lorenzo? She had no clue. It was all too confusing, and the word Templars- sounded more like an alien. But only one word that was heard often was familiar- assassin. She knew them better as Ninjas or Samurais, but she knew what the word meant. She heard him say the word in disgust, and knowing he was a bad man, made her think. "If he doesn't like assassins, and he's bad... Then they must be good?" She processed the thought a couple more times, and finally decided.
Whoever these assassins were, they had to be good. She didn't know who or what they were, but she trusted them. She suddenly blinked. Hearing the loud thud of feet she was accustomed to when the clock in there made funny noises, she relaxed a bit. "Well, at least I get fed." Is what she thought of when she thought she could survive no longer. Seeing the chains release from their icy grasp and fall cold to the floor, was probably the most happy thing in her regular day. Well- ever since she had gotten captured.
She was daughter to the emperor of china, and well loved. She had heard something about a price for her return, but they had already had plans for her. What? She had no idea, but she knew it wasn't letting her go. Why did he even take her anyways? She had no idea. She just knew that the man upstairs was bad. And that the bad man was going to get hurt for his bad deeds….. Someday…
"Someday we won't be here, sweetie." Miranda said, stroking the Christmas colored echidna' quills. "And then what will you do?" Miranda continued, picking up her daughter , putting her on her own lap, looking into her sea blue eyes.
"But you'll always be here, momma!" Elka, smiled, then said, "Cause Imma protect you and daddy!" She said, the red part of her quills glowing. "Sweetie, be realistic." Miranda said, then continued, "Ilibis- like it or not, seems to have found Daddy' hiding spot, and now you saw daddy…. He's still knocked out. Speaking of Herc, I should go check on him…" Miranda mumbled the last part, as she went off to check on her husband.
Elka frowned as she tried to grasp the idea of her parents not being there. It was crazy to this four year old, and actually, quite silly. Her mother leaving her? Please. That would only happen if-
"HERC!" The scream erupted through the house. It was horrible. A mix of fear and surprise filled the terror scream, and tension flowing through the air, and right into Elka' heart. Running towards the master bedroom (which was as big as Elka' room), she gaped, frozen in fear. Her father, the only one who wasn't comepletely aten, yelled to his little daughter,
"ELKA! GET THE PACK! AND DADDY LOVES YOU!" Hearing that, Elka' eyes filled up with tears.
There had to be a happy ending…. Somewhere…
OK, these are the first two, the next two come…. SOMETIME! :D