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accomplishedCharaters: Mariah (my OC)
Demongo (c) Genndy Tartakovsky
It all started when i was 15 years old. it was raining, thunder roared as lighting shot down on the earth. I was running, the rain was pouring down heavily. It was slowly washing away the blood on my body. People from the towns where yelling and running after me. I was scared. My mind told me to stop and explain but my heart told me to run. One of the angry people ran faster then the others. He was holding a holding a gun. The man shot me in leg. I screamed and fell onto the wet ground. My blood was mixing into the rain, mud and my parents blood. “I got her!” yelled the man holding the gun. The rest of the angry towns people where getting closer. I started to panic. I prayed that someone or something would save me. That prayer came true. Suddenly a tall figure came out of the shadows. All i saw at first was this bright light blue flame. “Come any closer to this child and I will take you all out” threatened the tall figure. The angry towns people ran back to there homes. I started to calm down a bit, but then the tall figure looked at me i started to get scared again. His eyes were same color as the flame on his head. He took a step forward. I quickly moved back. I cried in pain from my wounded leg. Fear was taking over. “Now now child. There is no need to be afraid. I'm here to help you” the tall figure came closer. I started to shake I didn’t know to fight him or just let him do whatever he was going to do. So I just stayed there. Shaking. The tall figure bended down to meet my eyes. I looked into his eyes. I saw did not want to hurt me, so I slowly started to calm down. “You have been threw a lot haven’t you child?” the tall figure asked. All I could do was nod. The tall figure looked at my wounded leg. He gently put his hand on it. I cried in pain again and quickly moved away. “Pl....please...do not touch me” I said in a weak voice. The tall figure got close to me again and looked at me and asked “would you like to come with me?” I didn’t know what to say. The tall figure stood up and extended his hand out to me. I looked at his hand then looked at him. “Come on child. its alright.” Cautiously I took his hand. The tall figure lifted me up but I kind of fell on him because of my leg. He smiled as he picked me bridle stile. I was started to get scared again but I was getting weak on energy. “Rest child. You need it.” With out second thought I fell into deep sleep in his arms. Then suddenly I stopped feeling the rain drops hitting my body. Then I some how knew I was safe from there on.
When I awoke, I was in a huge bed. It had black sheets, black comforter and black pillows. When I was looking around the room I saw the tall figure come to me. He looked at me in surprise. “Oh you are up child” he had something in his hand. I couldn’t make out what it was. He grabbed a chair and sat next to the bed looked at me. I was staring at him trying to figure out was he was going to do. Then he started to speak “What is your name child?” he asked as he was pulling the sheets off me. “Mariah...” I said in a soft shy voice “what is yours?...” I asked him. He smiled “my name is Demongo” he started to undo my jeans. I start to freak out. “Whoa whoa calm down!” Demongo grabs my arms and pins them down with one hand and was gently rubbing his fingers on my cheek with his other hand. It kind of got me to calm down. “Mariah, I am going to treat your leg. So I need you to hold still. Okay?” I stopped moving and let him continue. He let go of my arms and took my jeans off. He gently turned me on my side and looked at where the bullet hit my leg. He took a small first aid kit out and opened it. I watched him in the corner of my eye. “The wound looks pretty deep” he said. He grabbed the tweezers from the first aid kit and grabbed a towel. “Now...I’m going to get the bullet out Mariah. It’s going to hurt so don’t move your leg or it will hurt worse” said Demongo in a calm voice. I nodded, grabbed one of the pillows and hugged it. Demongo started to go in my leg where the bullet made the hole. I was biting on the pillow as tears ran down my face.
Half a hour later Demongo got the bullet out out of my leg and cleaned the wound. I was quietly crying in pain still. The pain was like someone slowly eating my limbs, but after Demongo bandaged my leg the pain stopped a bit. Demongo petted my head telling me I did good while he was pulling the bullet out. “Thank you...” I said in a quite voice. Demongo smiled sitting in the chair next to the bed jokingly asked “for what child?”
“For saving me from the angry people and getting that bullet out...I could have gotten a infection from it....” I slowly sat up. Demongo smiled and said “it’s no problem Mariah” Demongo petted my head again. I smiled a bit and looked at him. Demongo gently takes my hand and asked me “would you like me to teach you how to control your other half?” my eyes grew in fear. ‘how did he know about my other half?’ I thought to myself and took my hand back. Demongo frowned “It’s alright. You have a gift Mariah”
“A gift?...A gift?! This is not a gift! It’s a curse!” I yelled. I hated my other half. “But my dear, once you learn how to control it you can use it when you need to”
“NO! I don’t want this half! I’m a freak! A half breed that no one can ever love!” I started to cry. Demongo sat on the bed and held me. I tried to push him off but he just held me tighter. “You are not a freak Mariah”
“let me go!” I yelled
“you are just like me my dear”
“don’t you dare said it!” I threatened.
“You are a demon” Demongo held my face in his hand and turned it so I was looking at him. I was crying heavily. He held me close rubbing my back to get me to calm down then he asked “who did you kill my dear?”
I told him it was my own parents. I told him my parents and I had a fight over something from what happened at school. I got angry lost control of myself. When i snapped out of my anger i saw them dead and I was covered in blood. Someone must of saw and told everyone in town. “And thats when you came in Demongo...” I sobbed. he held me close and said “and there is a good reason why I should teach you how to control it, but...”
I wiped my eyes and looked at him and asked “but what?”
Demongo smirked “you have do what I say and when I say it, you wear what I give you and you must call me Master” I did not know what to do. If I go back to town the town people would run me out of my home or kill me but, If I stay with Demongo I would be safe and learn how to control myself. I thought hard about this. “Well? Do we have a deal?” He asked. I looked right in Demongo’s eyes and said “yes we have a deal...Master” I bowed in respect. Demongo smiled at his new student.
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