Im screaming at myself as I will try with every fiber of my being not to make a mary-sue out of my oc, bc it is so easy to go that route. thank you all for taking interest to this story. This story and my other ones will have even MORE slower updates as I already started college. Which is gonna suck but thank you all for your views ?⊂( ・ ̫・)⊃


Walking into Mordhaus, pass the tall gate doors, Melody and Offdensen were side by side. Taking an elevator at the end of the hall, it went all the way up to the top floor. Passing windows were the only things giving light in the corridors.

They were way high up when they finally arrived at Offdensen's office. He had her take a seat at his as he ordered a klokateer to get the key to Melody's room. And awkward silence approached as the minutes came but it felt like a lifetime.

"Do you have any friends?" He asked suddenly.

She stopped picking at a hangnail and looked up, "I do, two best friends, but I haven't seen them in a while since the last two houses I've been in have been far from the area. We still keep in touch though."

"Well, just say whenever you want them over. I want to be sure while you adjust here, you have support." He paused and fidgeted his thumbs as silence came up again. He didn't like this. The feeling of not being able to ease the awkwardness. He knows nothing of his cousin but knows that she's blood. It'll be hard to know who she is so late in life.

Melody looked around and saw a lot of lamps in the office, nice ones around his desk while cheap ones you get at ikea were more around a sofa and meeting table. So many on but the lights were dimmed down. She wanted to ask why, but would it be kind of weird? What if he just liked the lamps? Or did it calm him down? Wait she was overthinking. He just liked lighting.

She decided it was best to ask the question now or later...

"Why did-"

The door opened as a klokateer came in. "Sire, the room had its once over and the key is here."

"Ah, great. Well Melody, if you will uh, follow me please."

Going through a maze of hallways, they finally made it to her room. Unlocking it, it revealed a wide and spacious room, a king sized bed, a walk in closet, furniture like a black dresser and a nightstand. A tall window that the moon graced through with light. It was fair and modern, but begging to be filled with things and decorations. It was nice to have that freedom at last.

She sat on her bed as Offdensen stood in the doorway. He still tried hiding the fact that she felt betrayed in some way. If he had known he had family somewhere out there he would think twice about joining the BlackKlok. But in the end he knew his destiny was to protect Dethklok, they all knew that. It did still bother him that not even the cult knew of Melody. But then again, they could have.

It made him want to die actually.

"Well uh, Melody," he said as he handed her the key, "This room is all yours. If you need anything to make it your own let any klokateer or myself know. As this is your private quarters, I have one more thing to be stern about but I'll explain in much more detail tomorrow..."

She looked at him standing next to her. She felt as if her heart will drop.

"Dethklok's rooms are far from Mordhaus as this is considered a main hall. You can go anywhere you like on these grounds and lands, hell, even the execution yard..."

She got the chills just from even hearing execution.

"Anywhere is your domain. But never, and I mean without me or a trusted klokateer, ever, go over to the bands quarters house."

She blinked back, was he actually protective of her? She couldn't believe it, seeing him still standing with a straight face but saw the glimmer in his eyes. Even with her own blood and the people she had to live with, was protectiveness all the same? No, she had to remind herself this time is different, this time it's familial.

"I...understand." She answered and with that Offdensen gave her an awkward pat on the back and a goodnight. He left the room and she was alone.

Standing up and sighing, she looked at the bronze key in her hand. It was hers. It was all hers. But what would the future hold for her now that she went from pauper to princess? She wasn't going to act like riches was all she knew she wouldn't change no matter how much money could be thrown at her.

As she promised herself to never go astrayed Offdensen last words went through her head again.

"Never...go over to the bands quarters house."

"Are they really that bad?" She whispered her thought out. Walking to look outside the window it faced beautifully to a yard of grass and as she looked farther out, buildings and small buildings grooved all about. In one far corner she could see a wide beautiful garden covering most of the corner of the field. She simply loved it.

She wanted her friends there. She couldn't wait to see them all again. With her newfound freedom, in that moment gripping the key to her chest and trying not to cry at the property she now resided at, she felt forever empowered.

Walking over to her nightstand, she put all of her belongings in there. The pictures would have to wait til tomorrow to be put on her walls. Laying down in the middle of the bed, she looked up at the white ceiling, waiting to fall asleep. And as sleep did came, her last thoughts rang true:

"No tear pillows here."