You make my heart beat again. //Dio.//More Like This
уσυ мαкє му нєαят вєαт αgαιη.
You were walking along the path to your uncle's mansion with nothing but a flashlight and a stick you found earlier on your walk. You checked your watch again to found out that it was 11:57. 'Jeez.. it's that late already? I think uncle Alfred is still up.' You though, after a little more walking you arrived at your uncle's mansion. The full moon's light formed down a large shadow that covered up the front yard. You walked up the steps and knocked on the door. "Uncle Alfred? It's me, _." You said. No answer. "Maria, Aya?" You cracked the door open a little bit and were shocked to at what you saw. One corpse cut in half crawling around about and another corpse in a hospital gown with it's right leg missing. You couldn't help but scream at the sight infront of you, you tighten the grip on the stick
Don't be afraid. //Dio.//More Like This
Reader x Dio Don't be afraid
Thunder crashed loudly against the night sky as lightning danced around mixing in with the large drops of rain raging against the roof of the house and on the windows.
In her bed laid a small young girl no older than 11 curled up under her thin blanket and shook in fear as the thunder only became louder with in each passing moment making it impossible for her to sleep.
The girl let out a small yelp as the lights flicker out for a second before going out completely dark sending a chill up her spine. Her family was away on business leaving her and the maids to the house alone, she shook even more as she slowly got up to light a candle for light.
She lit it and sat it onto her dresser top before sighing and shaking still from the fear tingling inside her. As the chill of night finally got to her she slipped into bed and pulled the covers over her before shaking as lightning flashed out and thunder blasted out through the air making her scream once more.
A Sacrifice (Dio x Aya: Mad Father)Aya sighed heavily, taking the stained gloves off of her hands and placing them into a sink filled with clear water that turned a deep red colour as soon as the gloves came into contact with it. Shifting her gaze from the desk at the side of the room, Maria watched as the short-haired woman walked towards the east-side of the house.More Like This
"Are you going to retire, mistress?" She asked, standing up from her desk; knocking over a few papers. Aya nodded slowly and smiled widely at her adoptive mother.
"Ma, my name is Aya not mistress." The dark-haired woman stated, using the nickname she had given the former maid for the past nine years. She could never call Maria 'mother' as it felt out of place however she also knew that when she escaped from the mansion and decided to live with her father's assistant, who became her guardian and eventually her adoptive mother, that saying her name would be disrespectful. Aya opened the door to the hall and looked back at the older woman who bowed her head in
Burning God Dio watched the little dark haired girl leave as the world around him burned. He had grown attached to her as the night progressed; she was so brave, so smart, so beautiful. He could see why her mother was so desperate to protect her, if Aya were turned into a doll that proud spirit she had would be destroyed. Dio didn’t want that. So he protected the younger girl, just like her mother asked. He hadn’t expected to grow fond of her though.More Like This
He wasn’t a fool, he knew it was impossible. Dio was dead, a corpse given life and sustained by the power of a curse cast by a scorned woman; once the night was over and the mansion burned to the ground he would be gone. Even still, he couldn’t help his thoughts. He still asked himself that awful question. What if? What if things were different? Would he have stood a chance then?
Dio was burning; he didn’t much care, he was already dead; it hurt, but only a little, his thoughts hurt far more. A small,
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"Eve, listen to me." Garry squeezed the brunette's hand as they stood in front of the painting together, his eyes glued to the wall where the painting hung. "It's going to be okay, alright? You're going to be able to go back to your mother and father soon."
"Don't listen to him, Eve!" Mary shouted. "He's trying to trick you!"
"You wanted to see your mother and father. Don't worry, you'll see them. Right, Eve?" He finally looked at the girl, this time with a small smile. "Just jump into the painting. I'll be right behind you."
She looked to the towering man with hesitation.
"No!" Mary started to run to the girl. "Don't! Eve!!"
"Go on." His voice was persuasion.
"I'm sorry, Eve. But I've always wanted to just protect you."
His smile filled tears were the last thing she saw before a blanket of crimson blinded her, gently carrying her back to the art museum like nothing weird had happened at all.
Mad Father: Fanfic“Wow… so, mysterious,” the young girl giggled to another as a young man passed by hastily. He wore a hood; it shaded the top half of his face. ‘I don’t need all this… attention,’ he thought. The young man’s name was Dio, he was on an important mission from well… heaven. He wore a simple shirt and rugged pants. Dio clutched several papers in his tight fist.More Like This
The small town used to be peaceful. Until a chain of disappearances caused the town to exchange peace and solitude for havoc. Most citizens in this secluded town barricaded their doors at night, in fear the same fate will fall upon them as did the abductees.
Dio pulled his hood off and looked at the woman at the Inn’s front desk. She held the feather and quill loosely as she stared dreamily at him, “How may I help you, sir?” He looked back at her through his carelessly placed golden bangs, “One room, please?” He muttered it just audible for the wom