The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
"What wolf?" He asked.
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Lover of Magic
"A pet followed the scent of one of the dead bodies we found to here" she said
The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
"so mr. bitcher. is a butcher all you are?" Sans asked
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Lover of Magic
"Maybe hes butchers more than livestock" the copy said
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"maybe. how's about it dude? you butchering people?" Sans asked.
Peter got back late that night. Kaleb had already gone to bed.
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Lover of Magic
The copy just watched the butcher to see his reaction
Sage had stayed up. She yawned. "You're home late"
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The man went for a knife and Sans raised his arm. A bone shot from the ground through the man's leg. He walked up to the man. "not smart." He said. The man responded by raising his gun up with a shrprising quickness. "wait-" BLAM! The shot was fired into San's skull. The left side of his head breaking apart spraying shards of bone.
"Yeah was helping make sure a transfer went smoothely. Someone from prison to Arkham. It didn't."
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Lover of Magic
Before the copy could do anything, they heard a familiar shout. "No! Dad!" Bailey was standing in the door way with her demon wolf. She had gotten worried and came to see what was happening.
"Sounds rough, who was being transferred?" She asked
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Sand crumpled to the ground. Vut he wasn't turning to dust. The ring glowed brightly but was cracking.
"Ian Hargrove. Blew up several weappns facilities." He said.
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Lover of Magic
Bailey ran over to Sans she was crying, she hugged him "Be okay... be okay..I dont want to lose you dad" she turned to the butcher. "You're a bad man!" The copy sighed and pointed her gun at the butcher. "Any last words?"
"Sounds like he is pretty dangerous" she said
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Lover of Magic
The copy shoots him in the head.
"I see. " sage nods. "Why didnt the transfer go smoothly?"
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Lover of Magic
The copy put away her gun. Bailey was still crying as she hugged Sans. She looked at him and at the side of his skull that was hit. "Please be ok." She took off her demon skull that she wore most of the time and gently set it on his head before she continued to hug him.
"Oof, definitely no fun. So did they break him out or kill him? Or were you able to get him in Arkham?" She asked.
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The ring looked about ready to break. When it did so the bone shrapnel snapped back into place.
"Kidnapped him. They blew up a semi to distract me."
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Lover of Magic
"Hmm that is a nifty trick with the ring." The copy said. Bailey smiled. "You're okay!"
"No clues on where they went?" She asked
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"I can believe that." The copy chuckled. Sans would notice the demon skull on his head. Bailey wiped away her tears and hugged him again.
"Well if you need help. I'm always happy to lend you a hand." She smiled
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He took it off and put it back on her. "i'm okay kiddo." He said.
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Lover of Magic
"Good. I dont want you gone. Your my dad.. I dont know what I would do with out you. " she said.
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He looked at her for a second. "dad huh? quite the promotion." He said patting her head.
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Lover of Magic
"Well uh...you take care of me..read me stories... that's what mama use to do. She said dads do the same thing. " she said frowning for a second. "I wont call you that if you only want Latina to.."
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"its alright kiddo. you're not wrong." He said
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"Okay." She smiled and hugged him. The copy smiled. "We should get going."
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"right." Sans said
