EXTREME TW:BLOOD/MURDER/CRINGE❤️
•your feet dragging back to your town, my task for love is to bring that entire town into the ground. Making a feast for your love and his underlings. Having no idea how to start you figured you'd take down the lead first then just continue your way down the line.•
•you walk back close to the church, you hear foot-steps behind you•
-"sister y/n! Your back early!" Said the most annoying person you knew. Always bothering you with questions.
•"Hi."
-"well- you sound grumpy-! What did you do when you left? where did you go.? Bring anything back for me? I'm hu-blah blah blah blah blah blah blahblah blah blah blahblah blah blah blah"
•so many fucken questions. Screw going for the lead of this town first. You clucked your ax. You quickly looked to see if anyone was around. No one? PERFECT. You swung around (TW AGAIN 😻)
1 knock to the head. She didn't fail to plop to the ground. You got on your knees picked up her wrist. Her heart-beat slowly fading.•
•"anymore questions.?"
-"..."
•"right."
•sprinkles of blood decorated your Snow White apron.•?
•you stood her wrist still in hand, dragging her to your gardening shed, you swung the creaking open, you payed her down on the low standing table. Using your ax you cut opening on the wood on the floor. You grabbed the shovel and dug up the dirt that was now exposed. You picked up the girl and dropped her in. Recovering her in dirt, burring her and Laying the wood back•
•" there is a long road ahead..."
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Mandela catalog(Gabriel x reader)
FanfictionIgt this is my first time doing anything like this and I'm starting this on a whim soooo- this might just turn into a joke at some point ☠️
