◇My Oc's as Parents◇

Part 5♧They meet you♧

Doom:

         Doom was going to kill some of the members in a cult. Crunching through the leaves of the woods, holding his axe and plotting his evil deeds while he hid.
Doom growled. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. The cult that he had previously been in and forced against his will to be in, had a new child that they were trying to sacrifice to their gods. He wanted to steal the child. He was in the same situation at a point and didn't want the child in the same situation and pain. He fucking hated the cult with a passion.

He came out of hiding, the 5 around the pentagram were all slaughtered with the axe he always carried. Blood splattered around and on the child and struggling screams were heard. The child was crying loudly. Doom seathed his axe and gently picked up the kid up, running away quickly with him/her. The kid had facepaint on his/her face with a signature of the cult and was wrapped in a large red cloak. The cult hadn't hurt him/her yet. Doom quickly took him/her to his lonesome home in the woods. Doom got the paint off his/her face and took the cloak off. He was rocking the shaken up baby, trying to comfort him/her.

"It's not fair is it?..you didn't ask to be born to monsters...it's okay..Doom has you now baby.."

He sat on his bed, watching as you started to calm down from his calm voice. He pet your head, humming to you. You stared to fall asleep. Before you did, Doom muttered
"No one will hurt you again."