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, nodded

Grandma handed you a golden ticket with Gerald. That was a

"You could've played it smart as Gerald's wife.

Too embarrassed to face the family

edged closer

bucks from her pocket, tossed it

taking you back, you deadbeat. But

"Here's one hundred. Get on your knees, grab it-it's

other Hendersons' stares

You're this family's curse. You

the Hendersons and still won't let up," another

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on, "Kneel! Pick up

uglier with

down on your knees!"

her foot

as she

sharp slap echoed

Miranda yelped. The hit knocked

silent as

at Raven,

Loretta, her mom, snapped back

shouted, voice tight

bolted to her daughter's side, checking

one by

she?" a voice blurted

"You little punk! You trashed the Hendersons, and now

smack

poor

Miranda, who was

snapped, "Miranda was nice to you! And this is how you pay back!" Margaret was shaking