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    Deathstroke  


    Sunwatcher was aimlessly wandering about, as she always did, but not necessarily in The Rift's territory today. She didn't know where she was or where she was going, having swam away from The Rift. Swimming was so fun she would probably do it all day if she could, but exploring new, uncharted lands was even more fun. At the moment she had discovered a jungle, light flittering through the thick canopy overhead. There were so many new plants and tiny, cute animals, she wasn't sure where to start. For now, the pup settled on chewing some sort of vine plant, for no apparent reason.




    DEATHSTROKE


    "Keep chewing on that and you'll find yourself having the shits for days."

    The voice rumbled as something imposing loomed within the thick jungle foliage. The hellhound soon stepped out from his hiding place with bits of leaves and vines tangled amongst the bony structures on his body. This form certainly wasn't designed for such an environment, but his persistence meant that he refused to take on another form. Deathstroke heaved a sigh as he looked at the stranger, though her scent indicated that she was part of the Rift.

    "You're a long way from home, aren't ya?"




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    Startled by the sudden voice, she wildly glanced around, only to see a hellhound emerging from the shadows. "No bad words! Naughty! Banned! Not allowed!" She snapped, a childish instinct trying to protect her virgin ears from such harmful words. A lot of Rifters swore and she always tried to correct them, but to no avail of stopping their swearing habits. "Maybe I am! But this place is much more fun than home, so much to see and smell! I'm Sunwatcher. You must be daddy! Other other daddy. Elijah is other daddy, he's pretty much the same as me! Technopunk is daddy, somewhat the same as me, and very tough! You look like me too! Ooooh, are you missing an eye like mommy? I told her to put a blanket over and say POOF to bring it back! I don't know if she ever tried it. Or if it worked. But you should try it too! It's definitely worth a shot," The Ethiopian wolf jabbered, blissfully unintimidated by the hellhound.




    DEATHSTROKE


    "Hm, I apologise then for using a bad word."

    Deathstroke hummed in reply before he flicked his ears back against his skull and leaned backwards in slight unease as the child spoke, referring to him as 'daddy'. Did she think every guy was her dad? How...bizarre.

    "Oh, I'm not your daddy. I think I'd recognise ya if you were."

    He tried to correct whilst he took a step back as though trying to distance himself from the situation he found himself in. This was not how he planned his day would go.

    "And eyes are immune to magic tricks, believe me, I've tried the poofing method."




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    Sunwatcher's eyes narrowed as the hellhound denied being her daddy, eyes flickering a deep red for a split second, quickly returning to brown. "Hmmmm.... I'm pretty sure you're my daddy. Other other daddy. There's no way that you aren't my other other daddy. The resemblance is too crazy to be real! You should see other daddy. He denies it too, but we're literally the same. He's just bigger. Daddy struggled at first but he's accepted that's he's my daddy. I think I would be shocked at first too, to find out I had a child I didn't know about! Good thing I'm not a mommy yet," She woofed, trying to convince him that he was her daddy. Whether he liked it or not, and although they hardly looked alike besides having canine-like features, she was going to make him her daddy. "Aww..... I think the poofing method was totally fool-proof! Get it? Get it? Well, um.... Maybe.... wish it back? I wish for bugs and sand everyday, then I wake up to bugs and sand everyday! It's pretty magical," The pup suggested another way to get his eye back.




    DEATHSTROKE


    "You're starting to freak me out kid."

    Deathstroke really didn't know how to handle this situation, mostly because he had never been let in such a position before. Should he play along? Continue to deny her? Or simply kill her and be done with it? Dammit! Being called 'daddy' pretty much eradicated the urge to tear her apart as it clawed at his primal parental instincts.

    "I'm sure your other daddy must be missing you by now, shouldn't you go back to him?"

    Tricking her into leaving him alone seemed like the only viable option remaining.





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