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“Mom, can you tell me a story?” The girl looked up at her mother, who cradled her in her arms.
The woman laughed as she shifted the weight of the girl onto one arm as she pulled away the bed sheets. She slowly lowered the girl onto the bed and tucked her in. “It’s a bit too late in the night for that don’t you think?
“Well, if only you came home earlier we’d have more time.” The girl stubbornly crossed her arms and pouted. The woman felt a pang of guilt and hurt from the comment; the pain and ache of her body from the day’s work rushing back to her. She reined these feelings in. She was still a child; she didn’t understand. The world was simple to them, nothing like the crazy world of adults that she lived through every day.
“I’m sorry, baby.” She brushed the hair out of the girl’s face and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “I’ll try my best though. Do you want to hear the story of how the valiant Ruby Rose saved our realm from the vicious attack of the White Fang?”
“No! I’ve heard that a million times already.” The girl puffed her cheeks up and quickly pulled away.
“How about the legendary Bumblebee couple handled a huge horde of Grimm?”
The girl thought for a moment, contemplating on it before shaking her head. “I want something new!”
“Something new, huh? Well,” The woman glanced at her daughter, who nodded. Her eyes shined with a prospect of a new story to be told. She took a deep breath before continuing. “Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She was no ordinary girl; she was special. She was so special that people around her were amazed by all the things she could do. She brought joy and happiness to those around her and gave help to those who needed it. She used her powers for good.
“As is the common action of human beings when encountered with something different and unique, they became curious. Why was this girl so special? It started out quite innocently; most people wanted to utilize the powers for good. It would be such a great help to others if they could also have these special powers. Even more people could be helped if this power could be used by others.
“But there were also those who wanted this power for their own selfish purposes. To cheat, lie and steal. They didn’t care about helping other people, but only about helping themselves.”
The girl gasped at this, her face growing worried. “Did they get the powers to destroy the world?”
She laughed again, amused by the horrified expression on her daughter’s face. “Thankfully, no. Not yet at least. No one was able to figure out exactly what made the girl tick. The people around her did her best to protect her from those who wanted to use her powers for evil.”
“What happened next?”
“Well, I’ll tell you tomorrow.” The woman shook her head and stood up from the bed, ignoring the girl’s protests of her to stay. She made her way to the door, careful not to trip over the toys and books that scattered the floor of the bedroom. “It’s more exciting that way, trust me. You need some sleep anyways.”
“No, I don’t!” The girl tried to argue but found herself yawning a few seconds after. Her tiredness quickly snuck up on her and her eyes started to close. “I’m not… Sleepy…”
“Of course, you’re not.” The woman giggled and looked back fondly at the girl in the light of her table lamp one last time before she closed the door. She wasn’t going to cry now. She was too tired and old for that. “Goodbye, Mea.”
“Good… night…”
The girl drifted off to sleep, dreaming of heroes and villains. The kind that you only saw in fairytales.