Even though you were just a kid everybody hated you and there was absolutely nothing you could do about it...

One day you heard about a cult that wasn't located very far from your home so you decided to check it out. When you got to the entrance you caught the sharp scent of fresh blood. You immediately ran into the building not even thinking twice about the harm it could cause you.

A tall man stood in front of you, his face covered in blood. After a moment he looked down at you and smiled brightly.

"Hello! My name is Douma! What's yours darling?" He had a seemingly bright character and that scared you because no one ever showed you that kind of love.

"M-my name is y-y/n-n... It's n-nice t-to m-meet you m-mr D-doum-ma..." what made you stutter so much was unknown but you caught a smell coming from him that reminded you of something that had happened many years ago. It still haunts you.

Flashback—

"SISTER HELP US!" Your little brother screamed in absolute terror. Your whole family was being slaughtered and you were still half a mile from home.

"Y/n!! Help us, oh help us!!"

"Xavier go! Take Xarina with you! Run!! Meet up with y/n and leave. Get far from here-"

Their screams echoed in your mind as that smell caught you off guard. It was so...strong.

No...

Run faster damnit!

Run!! They need you!

"NOOO!" You dropped to the ground and sobbed. You failed them...

Flashback over—

You felt a hand on your shoulder shaking you out of your trance. You pushed the thoughts out of your head and looked up to the tall man standing in front of you.

"I asked where you came from young one. And how old are you?" He gave me an interested smile but you were still scared.

"My home is only a 15 minute walk from here I believe. And I'm...........uhm... I uh. I think I'm.............er. I think I'm 16 but I could be wrong. I haven't celebrated my birthday since...they died...and I was only 8 then. So yeah I'm 16." You gave him a smile. It wasn't forced at all either which was funny since you had just mentioned their deaths...

"Oh dear! Well would you like one of my followers to escort you to your house??" Huh...oh riiiiiiiiiiight...

"Uhm funny you mention...when I said 'home' I kinda meant the alleyway that I call my home..." you laughed nervously scratching the back of your head.

"Oh I'm so sorry!! You can just stay here!" He quickly clapped his hands causing your ears to ring, " Nasike get a room cleaned and a nice bath ready for my friend here! She will be staying with us for a while." Your head hurt from how loudly he spoke. You weren't used to being so close to other people especially loud ones. He looked down at you and gave you a large smile. Then he snapped his head back up, "and get her some comfy clothes! I want her to feel like she's at home!" His...followers...quickly nodded and left to go fulfill his wishes.

"Mr Douma-"

"No need to be formal dear. Douma is just fine!"

"Ok... well then Douma, may I ask why this place smells so strongly of blood? It's a nice smell if I'm honest but it makes you seem suspicious." He looked and you and chuckled. He reached out and patted your head before he responded.

"That is something you don't need to worry about darling. It's funny that you like the smell of blood though." He chuckled again which made you happy. He was so bright and cheery it was extraordinary and it made you giddy. 'No that is informal! You cannot think of someone you JUST MET like that! Am I stupid?!'

"Well I have a weird thing with smells...I don't know why but the smell of blood has always helped me calm down and it reminds me of something I did...out of rage." I smiled widely. He smirked at me and shook his head.

"May I ask what it was that you did my dear?" You giggled at his nickname for you. You just loved it. He cocked his head to the side and stared at your for a moment, "what are you laughing at?" He started pouting and you just laughed scratching the back of your head.

"Oh it's nothing...now let me tell you what I did! And please don't get worried..."

"I'll only worry if it's a big deal, like you killed someone or you were raped." You groaned. 'Great...'

"Well then prepare to worry..."

-End of first chapter! Let me know what you think 😭
I'm not sure how I feel about it so far but whatever. -
!!Also credit to @MOTHERFUCKERTHREE for the age of y/n and her younger siblings names!!

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Sorry it's super short but this is my first real book...