"Magnus Bane?"

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-5yr old you pov-

"DAD!" I scream at him.

"What sweetheart?" My Dad beamed at me.

"I saw a bald man with a bunch of weird tattoos today at the park!"

He stopped cooking breakfast, "You what?"

I looked up from my coloring book, "I saw a bald man that had weird tattoos at the park".

He nodded, and kept silent.

Next thing I know, someone knocks at the door.

"I'll get it!!"

I walk to the door and open it.

A strange man peers down at me.

I kinda shy away, "Hi..."

He smiles a creepy and tries to be soft.

"Is your Daddy home?"

I nod and point to the kitchen.

He says a quiet "thank you".

I close the door and follow him.

"Who was it sweetheart?"

"Oh I don't know, who could it be?" The man said.

My Dad whipped around with wide eyes.

"VALENTINE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" He yelled.

"Oh, just paying a dear old friend of mine a visit".

I silently look at them.

"Y/n... go to your room. Take your color book with you" he looks at me back.

The Valentine man smiles a creepy smile and walks over to me.

My coloring book in his grasp, kneels down in front of me then hands it to me.

"Go play sweetie... it's Adult time".

I nod and walk to my room.

Before I shut my door, I hear a sound of a sword then a scream.

I slam it shut, lock it then hurry to my bed and hide under it.

"It's okay, Daddy's okay" I whisper to myself.

I open my coloring book and flip to a page that has instructions to call upon a man named Magnus Bane once.

"Only use this for an emergency, for example. If I get hurt, use this. Okay?" I hear my Dads voice echo in my head.

I look at the book and get a crayon.

I write this weird symbol on the ground, then it started to glow.

It got too bright so I had to look away, then a thump.

"Why am I summoned next to a child's bed?" I hear a familiar voice.

"MAGGIE" I whisper.

He whips his head around and peeks under my bed.

"Honeybun?" He reaches out for me.

I grab his hand and he pulls me into a hug, "why is your heart beating so fast? You're shaking. Are you alright?"

I stare at him, "bad man had Daddy!" I cry.

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