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Inspired by WolfHowlRunner61's vampire stories
Warnings for child abuse and planned murder
Segments: Part one
When the vampires had first laid eyes upon her, the girl was only seven. She had run into her room, crying, hugging herself, tears streaming down her face.
Natasha, Shayera, Helena and Dinah were the first to see her.
Small, fragile, frightened, sad, lonely.
The small girl sat down and started looking through a large cartoon book, wanting to not think about what was making her sad.
But when she had looked at the window, her eyes had met the eyes of the four vampires outside her window.
Which in turn, unbeknownst to her, ended her freedom right there.
She already was trapped behind a window with bars on them.
She was trapped already-her mother made sure of that.
But when she had looked into the eyes of the four vampires, through the window, now in the backyard of her house, she had bound herself, unknowingly to the vampires.
And vampires, when they found their mates, they never let those mates go.
Feeling immediate protectiveness for the girl before them, all four Natasha, Shayera, Dinah and Helena halted fighting.
They were from enemy covens. And they had fought each other, right before they discovered their mate in this room with bars on the glass window.
Natasha, Dinah, Helena, Shayera? They knew they needed answers, so, they had sought out the warlock, Stephen Strange. He had confirmed that they and a good deal of both of their covens, were the mates of that young girl.
So, Natasha, Shayera, Dinah and Helena, got the mates that Stephen Strange had told them, were Clarke's other mates, and they brought them to the window where the small girl was. Clarke Griffin, who was then holding a stuffed teddy bear to her.
All twenty-five of the vampires in question, who found the girl, looked at her through the window and between the bars, felt themselves being pulled to her. Looking at the girl, felt like home to them.
But the girl was only seven. They couldn't come near her.
Vampire laws were strict. While there was no law that said a vampire couldn't feed on children, it was disapproved of. And touching children in any sexual way, was treated with the harshest of punishments.
It wouldn't make a difference if this girl was the vampires' mate. She was a child.
Them involving themselves with her in any way in her life before she was eighteen, would be considered "child grooming" and reprehensible by torture.
But the twenty-five vampires would never lay a hand on the girl until she was of age.
However, in that very moment, those very first moments, when the twenty-five vampires from two different covens saw the girl, saw her holding the teddy bear close, clearly frightened and confused as she looked out through the glass window at the faces of the many different women who peered into her window and tapped the glass to catch the girl's attention, they wanted nothing more than to hold the girl, even if they knew that it was wrong.
They couldn't, they knew that.
But it was difficult for them not to.
Their mate, so young, so helpless, so afraid and lonely…it was difficult for them not to tear the bars off of the girl's window, shatter the glass of the window, reach inside and grab the girl, keep her safe from all threats to her.
But oh, that innocence the girl still had? Still retained? She would need it to be protected.
Even if it was from her own mates.
At least when she was as young as this.
Which was why the twenty-five vampires did not break open the window and reach for her.
Despite how difficult it was for all of them not to snatch the girl up and bring her to some home full of vampires that would look after her for always and always give her what she wanted, they knew they could not. Not yet, they couldn't.
So, they would need to wait.
As much as they yearned for the girl, immediately, they would not go near her.
They felt no sexual desire for her, whatsoever-after all, this girl was a mere child. They only wanted to protect her, to help her grow up safely.
But they would have to keep their distance at this point in time.
So, as much as it hurt all twenty-five Natasha, Yelena, Melina, Dinah, Helena, Shayera, Diana, Hope, Felicia, Mari, Sable, Jennifer, Tora, Maria, Wanda, Beatriz, Sif, Brunnhilde, Sigrid, Carol, Anastasia, Nebula, Gamora, Hela and Thundra, to do, they knew that for Clarke, they would need to keep their distance, for the time being.
They sank back into the forest, allowing the shadows to swallow their forms up, all of them certain that later in life, the small girl would convince herself that she had imagined the many faces she had seen outside of her window at night.
Throughout the next two years, they remained allies, despite their many years of conflict with each other.
And they stayed close to the house where the small girl was, keeping watch over her. The girl's name was "Clarke Griffin," as they learned.
"Griffin," was the last name of the girl's biological father, who had died years before they had found her. And it was last name the girl's biological mother had, even if she appeared to wish to change it, soon after when she planned to marry her current boyfriend, Markus Kane.
The vampires had learned much while watching the house and watching the girl. They learned that the girl's mother was horribly emotionally abusive and neglectful. And Kane wasn't much help either.
They neglected a sweet, loving young girl who just wanted the love of a mother. Who loved animals and loved to draw. Who ate so much chocolate, that she made herself sick often. Who would try to ignore the cruel things her mother would say to her, by staying in her room, hugging her teddy bear close and trying to get her frustration out by drawing things on her wall. Who quietly wished under her breath, in her room, where she thought no one could hear her, that she wished out loud, "I wish mommy died and not daddy."
Clarke thought no one could hear her.
But her mates did.
Her mates heard her right through the glass of her window and through the wood, plaster and cement of the walls of her house. They heard Clarke's wish.
The vampires loathed Abby for how the woman treated Clarke.
One more discretion against Abby's own child, and they would fulfill Clarke's wish.
For some nights, they would stay by Clarke's barred window again, peering inside through the glass.
Sometimes it would be hard for Clarke to fall asleep and she'd occasionally, sleepily look up and since the feet of her bed was aimed at the barred window? Clarke could see the faces that peered in to look at her.
Clarke stiffened for a moment when she saw those faces, then laid back down, most likely telling herself that she was already just dreaming. Soon, Clarke fell asleep for real, and the vampires snickered, listening to the sounds of her soft breathing.
They would come to bring her into their coven, eventually. When it was time.
As for now, they were content with keeping an eye on her and making sure she was okay. Peering in at her through the window and watching her sleep, watching her be safe.
The vampires watched as young Clarke slept under the blankets of her bed, her blue eyes closed and her pale blonde hair fanned all over her pillow as she snored very quietly.
The eight specific vampires watching from the window; Natasha, Yelena, Wanda, Mari, Diana, Carol, Maria and Gamora, observed the sleeping child with protectiveness and wonder. So small and innocent. And she one day, when she was of age, would be theirs, and they would be hers.
They continued to stay by the house.
Natasha had gone to inform the humans that had become her friends, Clint and Laura Barton, that she and the others had found their mate.
And one day, they witnessed the event that made them finally decide that it was time to kill Abby and Markus Kane.
It was two years after the vampires had first found Clarke. Clarke was now nine. And Clarke's mother had married Markus Kane.
But Clarke insisted on keeping the last name, "Griffin." She insisted upon putting the last name, "Griffin," on her papers at school, because she wanted to keep "Griffin" as her last name. Because she insisted that her father, Jake Griffin, had been the parent that had loved her, not Abby.
And when there was an altercation one night between Clarke and Abby, it had led to Abby slapping Clarke and sending Clarke to her room.
The snarls that tore from the vampires as they heard the slap, filled the forest as the vampires looked at each other, rage written all over their features, their fangs exposed with their hisses and sneers.
And there was the final condemnation.
Abby had signed her own death warrant.
So, while Clarke was banished to her room for the night, and Abby and Markus Kane went out to drive, just to calm themselves down, that was when the vampires struck.
As Clarke stayed in her locked room, the vampires split off into two groups.
One group remained with the house, keeping watch over young nine-year-old Clarke.
And the other group, followed Abby and Kane who were driving off in their car around the different neighborhoods.
As Maria, Diana, Dinah, Sable, Felicia, Tora, Gamora, Nebula, Jennifer, Thundra, Beatriz, Wanda, Melina, Sigrid and Brunnhilde stayed at the house, making sure Clarke wasn't alone and was safe, Natasha, Yelena, Helena, Hela, Anastasia, Mari, Carol, Hope, Sif and Shayera, went to avenge Clarke's many years of neglect, loneliness and pain and for the physical abuse she'd been given just tonight.
They knew that they would enjoy killing Abby.
Clarke might be sad at first, since it wasn't uncommon for abuse victims to mourn the loss of their abusers to death, but Clarke would need not be sad long.
They had a place where Clarke would go after she had her time to grieve.
Clarke would have a new family. With the Barton family, after they killed Abby and Kane.
Clarke would finally have a family that loved and appreciated her.
While Abby and Kane died brutally and their flesh decayed, the girl who they had neglected and mistreated, would soon know true family, a true support system and actual love.