A child of old
With a body so cold
Arisen by the sins of a monster
Made from stolen life that he found yonder
Stitched up by thread
With a broken mind in her head
Innocence tainted
With a killer inside restrainted
A child hybrid of the German Myth
Trapped inside of an asylums abyss
Blood stains her false smile
A personality so juvenile
Pity to those who cross paths
With the Operator's Daughter
Dare anger the child
And your life will be slaughtered
SHIPPING SHORT: Her Only Reason by InvaderIka, literature
Literature
SHIPPING SHORT: Her Only Reason
She could hear many names referring to her that were whispered among the proxies as she walked down the halls of the asylum the followers of Der Grobmann called home.
"Look over there, the Indian Asshole"
"Troublemaker's coming"
"Here comes the Bitch in Black."
She didn't care. As to say, she really was already used to these nicknames due to her hostile, cold and domineering manner towards her fellow proxies and she had heard far worse. Much much worse. The Native American had her face covered with her ornate mask, her grey and green stare glancing over the others as a hush fell over them as she entered the room.
She lets out a