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Unwed has a minion!

Darling the Zemo

Unwed
Legacy Name: Unwed

The

Graveyard Malticorn
Owner: Donut_219

Age: 16 years, 2 months, 6 days

Born: January 11th, 2010

Adopted: 16 years, 2 months, 6 days ago

Adopted: January 11th, 2010

Pet Spotlight Winner
May 12th, 2010

Statistics

Level: 15
Strength: 19
Defense: 20
Speed: 13
Health: 20
HP: 20/20
Intelligence: 7
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

My presence barely fazed him. I lay sprawled out on his unmade bed, smearing my dried blood onto the white sheets. He knew I was there, and yet he did not look up. He fumbled around the room, opening drawers and closing them, until finally he held a set of car keys in his hands.
"Going somewhere?"
He turned around slowly, glaring hatefully at me.
"At first I thought I was hallucinating, but after a week of you stalking me.. always there.. always there when I turn around.." he trailed off, and I couldn't help but to grin to myself.

"You know what I want." I smiled seductively at him as I slowly got off the bed. I took a few steps over to him, his pupils widening at my appearance. He obviously had tried to avoid looking at my rotting skin this past week. Raising my hand, I traced a boney finger around the spot on his chest where his heart was located. His heart was pounding furiously, fear pouring from the very depths of his eyes.
"I want your heart." I said the words slowly, deliberately. Instead of waiting for a reply, I simply tore open my tattered wedding dress and showed him the hole in my chest where my heart used to be."You killed me in cold blood; you took my heart.. and then let me bleed onto the floor."
Taking a few steps backwards, he frantically tried to explain himself.
"I was obsessed with those books darling.. those terrible, terrible books on that foolish black magic. I always loved you, I just wanted to make your life even better. And that's what those books told me I could do.."
Anger boiled in my hollow veins, "You took a knife and cut open my chest. You didn't even have the decency to kill me first. You tied me down, and cut out my heart.. And now you stand here, saying you love me..."

Reaching slowly behind him, his hands moved towards a drawer. I saw the silver blade, covered in my dried blood as he whipped the knife out in front of him. His eyes gleamed, "You stupid little girl.. I never wanted you. I needed a heart.. And then I saw you at that party, so happy and smiling.. A perfect, innocent heart. It was only a matter of time until you foolishly married me. You were lying on the bed, so excited.. and your face was so perfect when I walked in.. knife in hand. So full of fear, it would make the heart all that riper. And now I see that all my work has paid off, you're standing here now, are you not? You're living as a repercussion of my tiresome work with black magic. You should be thankful to me, and yet you're here telling me you want my heart. You can never have my heart, because I never have, and never will love you. You don't deserve someone as magnificent as I." He smiled triumphantly at the end of his long speech. He paused a moment, wanting his words to cut me like a dagger. Then he grinned wider, "But now I see that you were a mistake. An ungrateful mistake."

He plunged the knife into my chest. I simply stood there, staring at him. His grin slowly faded away, fear clouding his vision. I reached up, yanking the knife from my rotted chest.
"You're mistaken, darling. When I say I want your heart, I don't mean your love.."

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