INDEPENDENT Pandora Hearts

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PORTRAYED BY MONIQUE.


ғɪʀᴇɪɴʜɪsʙʟᴏᴏᴅ.

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     he’s never been so worried in his entire life. the thoughts of what could happen if the leader doesn’t believe his words of truth, he would be killed, right? right here and now, he’d be killed. the thought is horrifying, he’s always been scared of dying. he came off as such a brave, fearless boy but deep inside, he has many fears that seem to eat away at him a lot. plenty of them.

     he awaits his answer. flinching when the book is slammed close, though he tries not to look as though he was scared. he hates fear, unless it’s directed at him, he hates it. his light brown eyes look up into the golden ones as he is whispered to, he’s a bit nervous once the first words leave his lips but as the sentences carry on, his worry floats away. he is being accepted, as long as he kills his family alongside one of the most feared (still out there) serial killers and he couldn’t be more excited. a smile rises upon his face again, nodding while he rubs at his wrists (like they do in the movies).

     “yes, sir. i promise i won’t let you down.” he sounds like a puppy dog already and they haven’t even killed anybody yet. it’s pathetic how excited he is, also how grateful he is. he knows how HE works with his murders and he can’t wait to see his family suffer unbelievably by his hands. they all deserve it, every last one of them for different reasons. “.. i don’t mean to sound eager, but when are we going to go?” he hopes it’s right now. he simply can’t wait, he doesn’t want to sound eager but inside, he is practically bouncing off the walls. he’s been waiting for this day. and the day has come.

                    “i’m ready whenever.”

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   He hums in response to the younger male, throwing the rope used to of freed the boy to one of the members standing around. Then he’s going back & forth from room to room to gather objects they’ll need. He believes in packing lightly, but he packs a bag full of weaponry so the kid could use for his amusement ( but not the best, he’ll take the best in case this boy doesn’t stick to his word ). Besides… It’d be amusing to watch it the kid hurt himself learning how to work some of these things. He’s just about packed, swinging the bag’s strap over his shoulder & heading out of the room.

  He slows to a stop in his path, glancing down at the eager looking boy staring up at him. He may not want to sound eager, but boy he’s practically glowing with excitement right now it could be blinding. Luckily, his hopes have become a reality. A grin flashing across his face, turning the younger male around & moves him toward the exit. “Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. Sᴏ ʟᴇᴛ’s ɢᴏ.

   He’s not gonna wait for this boy to chicken out on this opportunity, he still doubts this boy is so dedicated to commit crime. Might as well get it over with to put him up to the test, the sooner, the better, yes? “Nᴏᴡ, ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪs; ᴡʜᴀᴛ’s ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴡʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ?” he asks this as soon as he shuts the door. Most kids he’s encountered practically ᴡᴇᴇᴘ & ʙᴇɢ for their parents & their safety. But not this one. Why not this one?