The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

After a brief pause, Margaret's voice roared again. "You little punk-what are you doing here?"

Raven looked older now, more mature. Even so, Margaret was dead certain this was the same troublemaker.

Five years back, she had turned the Jennings family against the Hendersons and torched every bridge they had.

The rest of the Hendersons scowled. They glared at Raven like she was something nasty stuck to their shoes.

"No wonder she rings a bell. She's that little beast from five years ago!" someone said, voice dripping with ice.

"She stepped out of a military ride," another piped up, caught off guard.

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"Heard she got out of prison today. Maybe she kept her nose clean, and the jail's gone soft, so they gave her a lift," someone speculated.

"She's got some guts showing her face here again," a family member spat.

Raven's eyes drifted over the crowd, taking her time.

At last, they landed on Margaret's stern glare. A chilly smirk crept onto her face.

"I'm back. And you're not happy about it," she said, cool as can be.

Margaret caught that smirk. It sent a shiver down her spine.

But before she could get a word out, Aunt Loretta stepped forward.

She shot Raven a look like she was garbage.

"Happy? Do you even get how much you messed up the Hendersons?" Loretta snapped.

She shouted, "If you hadn't taken out Gerald Jennings, we'd be running Bastion by now!"

beside her,

you a golden ticket with Gerald. That was a favor!" she

smart as Gerald's wife. You'd be

ended it in jail. Too embarrassed to face the family that raised

edged closer

tossed it on the ground,

back, you deadbeat. But you want money? I've got some!"

hundred. Get on your knees,

Hendersons'

You're this family's curse. You don't get a

wrecked the Hendersons and still won't

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"Kneel! Pick up the cash

uglier with every

down on

she swung her foot

as she

A sharp slap echoed

The

place went silent as a

Hendersons gawked at Raven,

Loretta, her mom, snapped back to

voice tight

bolted to her daughter's side, checking her over

one by one when the sound hit

dare she?" a voice

family member hollered, "You little punk! You trashed the Hendersons, and now

smack

poor

Miranda, who was

And this is