Evil grandma

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"what would you do?"Bianca spouted in an oh so terrifying hoarse tune... the atmosphere was heavy with pure hatred that one could barely breathe... their chest were heavy and Natasha's chest could be seen moving up and down as her breathing skyrocketed....she was breathing so hard and wasn't granted the opportunity to catch her breath...was she going to survive this?! what should she tell this woman?! she wanted to tear her in pieces and make her regret ever hurting her mother .... Seeing this woman now and feeling all the things she'd felt...all this horror...! she knew this was what had fueled her mother into being the tyrant she was! she suddenly felt her mother's love coaxing her that she regretted wishing her all the evil! she had this resolve that one's she gets out of here... she was going to apologise to Monica...show her love...try to understand her ...make her happy! she was going to do everything and anything for her mother! she finally understood.

"do you think you can stop me?! you have no power Natasha...! just like your mother ...I'd played the flute and made her dance into giving me her powers! I possess the strongest power combination of all deities...just a little more and I'd become lord supreme! oh naive child! did you know I've finally mastered the power?! it's never gonna be yours to taste again..."

"you're nothing compared to my mother! my mother is yet the greatest blood sucki...."

There was an earthquake....was that really laughter? it shook the tunnel that she thought it was finally going to collapse...but she could not even see a dust at least of a debris. she could have facepalm if only she wasn't in a real predicament right now. She didn't have the luxury to express frustration and disappointment. Now Bianca's lunacy was reaching level ten. just what can she do?! why was this woman laughing like what she said was history? 'why was she laughing as if I am talking about mummies?'

"yet?...did you say yet? oh ignorant child!"

Natasha didn't want to even think as she felt the urge to laugh at this woman. Was she really that confident of her power? it was obvious this woman didn't know about the power of the ring... perhaps hasn't heard that her mother was the rusty golden ring bearer.

She scoffed making Bianca further amused yet infuriated

"I killed your mother you fool! I've killed the all high Monica...I've killed my only daughter! I've killed your hope and pride! I've killed my only child. I've killed her !"

Bianca was left panting after ranting this boast ... somehow it drained her of all her pride that she wanted to cry but held it back exuding such great hatred towards Natasha for making her spill what she was so proud of yet so ashamed of.... something that now felt like the death of her.

Natasha chuckled after freezing for what seemed like forever leaving a deafening silence....a pin could be heard falling but still the heaving and heavy pants of Bianca was what flooded the silence. Natasha wasn't fooled ...she wasn't going to believe such whoopers but she thought this woman was really good that it recked her of her soul. was this woman that desperate to flush away every strand of hope in her? well! she wasn't going to allow that happen...she wasn't going to let her guard down!

"what?! don't believe me?" Bianca said gritting her teeth in irritation. she could see how Natasha was looking at her like she was a 'fool?!' no! she wasn't going to let this granddaughter of hers run her mad.! her feet scuffed the floor till she was almost at the tunnel wall like she was struggling to move... perhaps injured in her legs...but this was all as a result of the weight of the anger she was exuding...she pointed her hands at the wall and a lightening strick appeared and reached the wall...it created something like a pothole...more of a television...and the scene of how she'd kill Monica came into view....she immediately looked away and focused on Natasha's expression... flickering pain ...fear and hatred! and finally...that long expected smirk crawled up her cheeks. Finally! the fear she'd long craved for.

"you old witch! evil grandma!"Natasha cried ones the video disappeared....she hit against Bianca's chest .. causing Bianca to take three steps backwards but Bianca didn't stop her...she only laughted at the child...she hadn't expected those curses and these cries and reaction...but it was very satisfying and she really got more than she wished for....she let Natasha vent all her frustration on her.... using a magic shield to protect herself from the slaps....punches that Natasha was throwing at her...she was feasting on the pain that was more than evident.

But had Natasha called her old? she was looking so young despite the fact she was a century old...she was looking as though she was in her fourties and finally... Natasha referred to her as grandma.