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Random quote #2: "Nothing in life is to be feared, only understood." –Marie Curie
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my version of Raven's father. Yes, he is human. No powers. Because I said so.
"Wh-why are you here?" Raven asked timidly as he slowly moved away from her. She could hardly see him and it scared her. Then again, his very presence frightened her.
He stood before her and looked directly at her, the very essence of his soul reflected in his eyes. Utter and total darkness.
Her father smiled his signature, crooked smile that used to make her run to her room when she was little. Even now, at her age, she had to fight off the urge to do that very thing.
"To catch up." He drawled. "And to be the father I never was."
He abruptly sat down right in front of her.
"So," He said calmly, clapping his hands together, "How have you been?"
Raven eyes widened. Did she hear right?
"What?!"
He looked putdown. He stared down at the floor.
"What? Don't you want to spend some quality time with your dad?"
Suddenly, anger consumed her. All fear she had vanished. She couldn't believe him!
"How can you be that heartless?!" Raven said, jumping to her feet.
"You abandoned us back then and now you expect me to just welcome you into my life?!" She yelled, eyes an angry white. "You've reached an all time low!"
There was the sound of wood braking as the cabinets upstairs gave way. Plates, bowls, and glasses flew down towards them, surrounding the two.
'How could he?!' Her mind ranted to her and she completely agreed with it.
"Mom and I needed you when we were attacked! Where were you then?!"
The dishes continued to circle around them, covered in black.
The man didn't even move. He just sat there, unaffected by all the noise.
"Just answer the question." He said silently, finally looking towards her.
"NO! I would never spend any of my time with you! I won't. Ever." Raven said, going quiet.
It was overwhelming. A small tear fell down her cheek. She sank to her knees. Her eyes returned back to their normal deep blue. Her hood had long sense fallen onto her shoulders.
"Why are you here?" She whimpered, hiding her face in her hands. Her dark hair covered the rest.
Her shoulders moved slowly up and down in her attempts to keep from crying. She closed her eyes tightly, but couldn't stop a few more tears from falling to her lap.
Dishes fell back down, shattering upon contact with the ground.
"I already told you." The man said, getting back up. His voice was as emotionless as his expression.
He brushed dish fragments off his black coat. He paused and looked at her.
Then he spoke again, making her flinch at the sound.
"I want to be your father again."
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