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Prologue
"...My son... Got to get... to my son..!"
As he attempted to crawl himself up the stairs that led up to the bedrooms of his home, one Stanley Stoppable groaned in pain as he struggled to do so. Pain. Oh, so much pain racked endlessly throughout his body, courtesy of the bullet that was lodged deep into the center of his gut. He applied pressure to his bullet wound as strong as he could, summoning forth whatever remained of his fading strength. Blood leaked out rapidly between the crevices of his clenched and shaking fingers, showing no sign of stopping any time soon as he left a growing trail of the red fluids in his slow path.
God, what led up to this? It all just... happened so fast! One second, his wife, Maria, is shot dead in the head with a suppressed weapon after she proceeded to greet whoever it was that knocked on their door. Come the next, he's bleeding out quick and trying desperately to reach the second floor so he can hopefully protect his infant son, Ronald. Who was fast asleep upstairs and unaware of the bloody mayhem happening downstairs.
Stan didn't know what motivated the shooter to go and invade his home like this, but all he cared to know was that he needed to save his son before she can get to him.
Sadly though, he would only make it a few steps up the stairs before he was kicked hard in the side and forced onto his back, groaning loudly for a moment as the edges of the steps dug into him.
"Agh! N-No!" Stan exclaimed with an intense wincing of his face. He quickly tried to turn himself back up to a crawl, but wasn't allowed the chance as a booted foot then stomped mercilessly onto the hole in his stomach, causing him to scream out his suffering this time around.
After his scream, with blood starting to drip from his mouth, Stan panted hoarsely as he glared daggers at the person holding him in place. With his left hand, he grasped pathetically onto the booted foot's ankle and tried to pry said foot off of him. He had no luck whatsoever as barely a sliver of his strength now remained. It didn't help that the violent intruder was stepping on him hard. Thus, making him bleed out faster.
"My, my, my... Who would have thought that the great Stanley and Maria Stoppable could be so easily assaulted. I mean, I know it's been a long while since you two have retired from the... family, but come on. How could you be so stupid and let your guards down like that? Honestly, rookie mistake." Chuckled a feminine voice that spoke with a rather devilish tone.
Stan hissed upon getting a better look at the womanly figure that murdered his wife. However, what had him looking even more furious, was the fact that he recognized the damned voice that dared to insult him, and the love of his life!
While the face of the woman couldn't be identified due the black balaclava she wore over her head, her slender but curvy body wore what looked to be a skintight jumpsuit that was dark blue in color, thin black boots that went up to her calves, and a black belt that wrapped tightly around her slim waist and had a white buckle to it.
Even though he couldn't see her face, Stan knew full well who exactly was under that mask.
"B-Betty..! What... Ergh! the h-hell are you doing..?!" Stan asked before coughing up some blood, trying so hard to get the woman's foot off of him, only to keep failing as a result.
"Oh, bravo. So you do remember my voice. Good, I was beginning to think that you had forgotten all about your favorite 'little sister'." The woman, who's now named 'Betty', scoffed. "Well, in that case, I don't see the point in wearing this thing any longer." With her left hand, she reached up to pull off her mask, revealing her true identity in all its glory as she waved her dark brown hair around a bit after discarding the mask from her face, also revealing the eyepatch she wore over her right eye. Meanwhile, her right hand kept her suppressed Glock 17 pistol aimed directly at Stan's head, her finger lightly planted on the trigger and ready to fire.
Upon seeing the face of his former, now treacherous, ally, the fury in Stan's eyes erupted into a blazing inferno. It's a shame he couldn't kill anyone with such a glare, or else he would've gladly used it to avenge his poor beloved right then and there. Unfortunately, it just wasn't possible.
"Now, as for what I'm doing here, let's just say that I have a certain... ambition, that requires your... offspring's assistance." With those last couple words spoken, Betty gave off an unsettling chuckle as an evil grin formed on her lip at the same time, knowing that Stan, or anyone for that matter, could put the pieces together with that statement alone. Being just obvious enough that even his dying mind could figure it out.
Then, in absolute horror, Stan's pupils trembled as his eyes went wide while staring up at Betty, his now panicked mind racing as the truth was swift to dawn on him. Now, only one question was coming to his mind at that terrifying moment.
What in the hell could his infant son possibly do to help achieve this insane woman's mysterious ambition?! Whatever the fuck it happens to be!
He tried to speak up again to voice his protests on the matter, but all that came out of him was the sound of him choking on his own blood. Nevertheless, he continued to stare his rage into the brunette traitor's soul, until he'd unleash his dying breath. Meanwhile, in his mind that had been reduced to a state of despair, he profusely apologized to his son for letting him down..
Unluckily for Stan, Betty was more than willing to hasten the process of his painful death for him. But not without saying a few more smug and chilling remarks.
"Well, I gotta say, this has been a lovely little reunion. Really, it has. And as much as I would love for it to go on, I'm afraid that I'm on a bit of a tight schedule here. So, how about I do you this one last favor and... put you out of your fucking misery.." At the last second, Betty's voice switched from humorous to venomous as she applied pressure to her gun's trigger, shooting Stan a death glare of her own all the while. "And don't you worry about a thing, Stan. I promise that I'll take very good care of Ronald.. Hmph, trust me.."
Without further delay, she brought upon Stan's demise... with a bullet straight through the brain.
Pew!
...
Motionless was Stan's newly made corpse, his bloody head now limping back over the step it previously hovered over as his spectacled eyes were barely open and staring up at the ceiling.
As the barrel of her weapon released smoke, Betty took a heavy breath before lowering her weapon into the holster fastened to her right thigh. She narrowed her eyes down at Stan's lifeless body for a second before turning and doing the same to Maria's body; which laid unmoving right behind her at the front door. A single bullet hole that leaked blood was visible at the center of the blonde corpse's forehead.
"Pathetic... The both of you.." She growled to herself as she lifted her foot off from Stan's chest. "If weaklings is what you've allowed yourselves to become in the end, then you are of no bloody use to me, nor the future... of GT."
On that note, she remembered why was she was here in the first place and proceeded to ascend to the second floor. When she got halfway up, she smirked as the wailing of a baby suddenly hit her ears, hearing it come from a closed bedroom that was at the end of the hallway.
"Sounds like someone's having a bad night as well. I'll bet I can fix that." Betty chuckled, making her way over to the aforementioned bedroom.
Upon opening the door, that is when the baby's crying got louder on her. However, it wasn't loud enough to really bother her. Shedding some light in the room, Betty went ahead and flicked on a standing lamp that was by one of the far corners of the room. Afterwards, she approached the baby crib that stood at the other corner, which is where the crying was coming from.
Upon seeing the little one sob whilst swaddled in a soft blue baby blanket, Betty couldn't help but smile as she found the baby to be rather cute, having a small patch of bright blonde hair on its head and adorable little freckles marking his chubby cheeks. She admired the child's appearance for only a few seconds before she got to work on settling baby Ronald down.
"Aww, what's wrong, little one?" Betty cooed as she took the baby out of his crib and cradled him in her arms. "Did someone have a bad dream? Or is someone just really hungry? If that's so, then I'm sorry to say that you won't be receiving any breastfeeding if that's what you're hoping for, seeing as your Mother's now dead and all. But, don't you fret. For you are not to be left motherless. Because guess what, from this day onwards, I... am to be your new Mother. And you... my son." For the first time, in a long time, Betty displayed a genuine content smile as she eyed the baby adoringly despite him still crying. "Yes... my son.." She whispered gently.
'Oh, I can already sense such great potential lurking within you, Ronald. And I know that when the time comes, you will do me proud...'
'Not just you, of course. But your lovely sisters as well.'
A/N: Well, isn't this awkward. Not exactly what I had in mind when I first started to create a story with this title. XD But hey, I think I like this new idea for it better than I did the original one. Definitely gives me a lot more to work with if I'm being honest. Now, keep in mind when going into this, that there will be nothing... Mmm, canon about this. This is a completely different take I'm going with on this series. Which will be dark, bloody and... Well, pretty damn far from family friendly. Lol If this prologue hadn't already made that obvious.
Now, of course, this is going to be a harem story, cause you know my dumbass. XD So, speaking of that harem. Let's get to that lovely list!
The Harem! ( Final List )
- Kim
- Tara
- Yori
- Bonnie
- Jessica
- Monique
- Marcella
- Hope
- Crystal
- Liz
- Shego
- Adrena Lynn
- Vivian Porter
And that's it! No one else will be added, so you better keep that in mind! Oh, and don't bother leaving suggestions, please. That's why it says final list up there. XD
Kay, that's all I have to say for now, guys. So I hope that y'all at least somewhat enjoyed and are looking forward for what's to come of this fic. Have a good one!
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Until next chapter, whenever the hell that'll come out, deuces!