Project: Zyrox •||• [𝐏.𝐉𝐌 X 𝐎𝐂]

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Pain.

Screams.

Blood.

A girl, roughly around eight years old, walked with her tiny shaking feet as they carried the girl's body soundlessly behind a thicket amidst all the screams and chaos going on around her. She squatted down as she tried to control her sobs.

"2 times 1 is 2... 2 times 2 is 4... 2 times 3 is... Uh... 6... 2 times 4 is—"

She abruptly put a hand over her mouth to stop any sort of static from escaping her mouth.

"Did you find her?!" A muscular man roared.

"Not yet, boss!" Another buffed-up man yelled from afar in response.

"Do something fast you useless punks!"

Men around him started scattering away further in search of the girl. A random tattooed guy jogged to the boss of the lot, scepticism written on his face.

"Boss, what do we do about the body?"

"Burn it."

The little girl's eyes enlarged as a soft sob escaped her lips. Tears of horror and despair started escaping her doe eyes.

"D-Dad..."

"Havin' fun there, little girl?" The boss squatted down in front of her and released a psychotic smile.

(A/N: Imagine it's like this without the red eyes)

Startled and frightened, the girl fell from her squatting position and started backing away from him. He smirked and leaned closer to her.

"Look, it's your daddy," He whispered. The girl whipped her head around only to wish she hadn't. Her father's body was being dragged away mercilessly to a nearby fire. She tried to move, but the guy held her back as he let out a sinister laugh.