Young!Erik and Christine. Erik is an illusionist and magician in the circus. But young Christine is already childishly in love with him❤️
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Young!Erik and Christine. Erik is an illusionist and magician in the circus. But young Christine is already childishly in love with him❤️
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One Shot: Last Hope
12 year old Erik sat in that room.That gray room. He sat on the cot, silent- just waiting for the lights to turn off. How many days had it been? Three? Four? Ten? The boy couldn't tell anymore. He knew it was time to get up when the lights came on and once they were off, it was time to sleep. He put his knees against his chest, still silent.
Erik hadn't spoke since... his mother. He needed her. A boy needed a parent. Not this hell he had been subjected to. His father was taken away from him- ripped away. All he had left was his mother. He got to watch the life fade away from her, the shine, the little glimmer of hope left in his life fade into darkness.
He balled his fist and pounded it on the wall behind him. His stoic face withered away as tears of anger welled up in his eyes. Erik's hands loosened and he placed his head in his eyes before the tears streamed own his face. Anger was flowing through his veins for Dr. Shaw- if that man really was a doctor. He didn't deserve that title... inflicting this magnitude of pain on another human being, let alone a child.
The light went off and Erik sat in the dark, tears streaking his cheek as he had started plotting his revenge on the man who took his mother away from him... his last glimmer of hope.