Anthony has a minion!

the Black Widow

Anthony knew that this day would come. He knew he deserved to die from being eaten by this disease from the inside. He, Anthony Delorme, a down-and-dirty judge residing in LA City. People claimed that he'd even sell his own family for his own advantage. For over one year he fought against this fuckin' disease, until that fateful day arrived he was meant to die, shortly after his 78th birthday. Knowing he deserved it, he didn't fight anymore. He was tired of it, the constant pain he suffered would finally stop, and he really longed for it. And so he died, his children Stephen and Lise sitting next to him, smiling at him as if they were happy. For themselves or for him? He couldn't tell. But he also couldn't blame them for being glad that he'd be finally out of their lives...

But suddenly he woke up again. His bed? Taking a glance at his digital clock he realized that it was the same day. March 23, 2004. Pain made him gasp for breath. He wasn't dead. He was alive. Alive but still fatally ill.

Anthony. The voice in his head sounded demanding, angry. You shouldn't be here. Anthony hesitated. The voice was right. He should be dead. You are still here because of my fault. Anthony smiled when he realized that he was not alive in the proper sense. This voice... he had heard it before, but he couldn't remember where and when. So was he really dead? You are. Let me leave, I can't stay here. You aren't my vessel. He wasn't? But who was meant to be this ... vessel? I must get into my vessel. ... Ste---en. Ste---n. Hearing these words Anthony became angry, he felt this "creature" in his head, like a caged animal it seemed to search for a way out. He couldn't let it take him. Even though no one ever knew, he loved his children more than anything else. He wanted to protect them, no matter what. So he made a decision. Even if it meant enduring this pain again, day for day.

"No. You will stay here, as long as I wish.", he whispered to himself, knowing the creature would hear him. Instead of answering, it screamed, slashed and tried to escape its dead cage... but within the same moment it was close to success a door slammed shut. It became trapped in a corpse. "You won't get him!"

Until today Famine still tries to break free. Every day he gets weaker and weaker, while preventing the dead vessel from decaying. He waits for his chance - Anthony can't hold him forever...

"No one leaves without my permission. Not even a Rider."

* Lyrics (c) Melanie Martinez (Mad Hatter)

*Based on my OC Anthony Delorme

*Story by me

*Inspired by the character
Famine from Supernatural

*Gif found on Google

*Actor of choice: James Otis