Fic: How the Light Gets In (Dean Winchester/Laurel Lance)
I'M BACK!
Additional warnings for this chapter: The biggest warning for this chapter is for Sin and Lady Shiva's background. Her background is dark and includes neglect, mental, emotional, and physical child abuse, starvation, violence, conditioning, and mentions of sex trafficking, murder, and extreme violence against women. Please proceed with caution when reading her parts.
Blanket warning for body horror and gore - especially related to illness and childbirth, so if you're easily squicked by those things, the next few chapters are going to get a bit dicey.
Also, the bird and drowning themes are really about to pop off in some potentially uncomfortable ways.
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Twenty Three
What Kind of Mother
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''Canary!'' Sin comes running, dropping to her side, grabbing onto her arm. She looks like she is about to start crying. ''You're hurt.''
''I'm okay,'' Laurel assures her. ''I'm fine. You need to get out of here.''
''No!'' Sin shakes her head adamantly, eyes wide. ''I'm not leaving you!''
''Oh, look at that,'' Shiva says, pulling herself to her hands and knees. ''Your silly little fan has no idea what a bumbling fool you are, does she?''
''She's not,'' Sin cries out, clenching her hands into fists. ''She's the Black Canary!''
''And I,'' Shiva begins, rising effortlessly to her feet, ''am Lady Shiva. You'd do well to remember that, little Piglet.''
''So what?'' Sin's face contorts into anger. ''Nobody cares about Lady Shiva,'' she shrieks out, with the audacity only a child could have. ''Black Canary's better than you ever could be!''
Laurel blinks.
Oh my god, she's about to be murdered in an alley because her deranged cousin's mercenary girlfriend has beef with a six year old.
In all fairness, that does sound like something that would happen to her. Last year, she was murdered by some sad little loser who thought of himself as a wizard and only jabbed her with an arrow to punish the men around her. That was arguably a worse way to die.