*Warning! This storyline contains graphic violence, language and intense scenes that may be disturbing to some readers.*
Snow lazily drifted down across the coven grounds from a cloudy gray sky. It wasn't the prettiest of winter days, but none the less still held its charm. The morning had been spent filling the kitchen of their home with sweets. Cookies, cakes and a few chocolate treats fit to burst from colorful tins with stacks of ribbons near by. "Come along, Angel. I think we have made enough of a mess. You are covered in sugar and a bath will do us both some good." Chuckling as she lifted Angel from the bar stool to set her on the slate tiled floor. "Run along and get your bathrobe. I'll start the bath." A few of her own crimson curls shimmered with sugar. Cheeks sprinkled with flour and only the gods could guess where the sprinkles had jimmied into. Shaking her head as Angel scampered off in a cloud of flour dust, maybe tonight was a good night to order out for dinner.
"Can we make it a bubble bath, mommy' Besides, I can't wait for daddy to come home! He has to try our new cookies!" Grabbing her stuffed bunny from his perch, who was no less sugary, Angel raced off for her bedroom leaving a small shimmer of white haze floating in the air. She couldn't wait to tell daddy all about what they had made and who was going to get it. Her hand writing wasn't very good still, but maybe she could talk him into helping her write names on the tags. That is if she remembered to ask. "Maybe you should have a bath too." Setting her stuffed bunny up on her bed and patting some of the sugar off of him. Angel's nose wrinkling up in a giggle at the idea of bunny in a bubble bath. Pink bathrobe pulled down from its hook and in hand as she headed for the bathroom hearing the water already running. Half way down the hall it came with force, the sound of something heavy hitting the wooden floor. Halting for a moment, Angel timidly called out. "Mommy' Mommy did you drop the bubbles in the tub again? Mommy?" She was hoping it was nothing, that mommy just couldn't hear her over the running water. Trying to be a brave little girl, she rounded the door frame into the bathroom. Her feet came out from under her forcing her to fall straight to her bum, Angel looked around. Hands and feet covered in red sticky liquid as confusion claimed the features of her innocent face. Purple eyes looked up to see her mother held by the throat and the vampire Bree smiling down at her.
Snow lazily drifted down across the coven grounds from a cloudy gray sky. It wasn't the prettiest of winter days, but none the less still held its charm. The morning had been spent filling the kitchen of their home with sweets. Cookies, cakes and a few chocolate treats fit to burst from colorful tins with stacks of ribbons near by. "Come along, Angel. I think we have made enough of a mess. You are covered in sugar and a bath will do us both some good." Chuckling as she lifted Angel from the bar stool to set her on the slate tiled floor. "Run along and get your bathrobe. I'll start the bath." A few of her own crimson curls shimmered with sugar. Cheeks sprinkled with flour and only the gods could guess where the sprinkles had jimmied into. Shaking her head as Angel scampered off in a cloud of flour dust, maybe tonight was a good night to order out for dinner.
"Can we make it a bubble bath, mommy' Besides, I can't wait for daddy to come home! He has to try our new cookies!" Grabbing her stuffed bunny from his perch, who was no less sugary, Angel raced off for her bedroom leaving a small shimmer of white haze floating in the air. She couldn't wait to tell daddy all about what they had made and who was going to get it. Her hand writing wasn't very good still, but maybe she could talk him into helping her write names on the tags. That is if she remembered to ask. "Maybe you should have a bath too." Setting her stuffed bunny up on her bed and patting some of the sugar off of him. Angel's nose wrinkling up in a giggle at the idea of bunny in a bubble bath. Pink bathrobe pulled down from its hook and in hand as she headed for the bathroom hearing the water already running. Half way down the hall it came with force, the sound of something heavy hitting the wooden floor. Halting for a moment, Angel timidly called out. "Mommy' Mommy did you drop the bubbles in the tub again? Mommy?" She was hoping it was nothing, that mommy just couldn't hear her over the running water. Trying to be a brave little girl, she rounded the door frame into the bathroom. Her feet came out from under her forcing her to fall straight to her bum, Angel looked around. Hands and feet covered in red sticky liquid as confusion claimed the features of her innocent face. Purple eyes looked up to see her mother held by the throat and the vampire Bree smiling down at her.