#tcm3

Word Count: 905

Warnings: Death, kidnapping, mentions of cannibalism

The search had been called off days ago upon not finding any clues. The sheriff sat in his office, alone, and that was how he preferred it, alone with his thoughts. The moonlight peered through the blinds of the dirty windows, the bright white light beaming on the floor. The only sounds that could be heard in the room were the sheriff's deep breaths. A faint sound caught the sheriff's attention as he had thought no one was still at the station.

He slowly stood up from his seated position, his gun strapped onto his hip. He made his way over to the door and gripped the handle. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and peeked his eye out. Pulling the door completely open, he walked into the room where the cells were. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, there was no person there and no source of the sound. As he began walking out of the room, something slowly made its way toward him from behind the shadows.

As the item finally reached the light, the sheriff noticed that it was a small tricycle peddling towards him with no one on it. The tricycle came to a stop right at his feet, then a red trail of what looked like blood appeared behind the tricycle, the trail disappearing into the shadows a few meters away. Clutching the gun in his hand, the sheriff followed the trail into the dark. The blood ended abruptly beside the last cell, and a large pool of blood sat at the end.

Out of nowhere, the sheriff was grabbed from behind and forced to the ground. What felt like claws were digging into his scalp, dragging him back further into the darkness where no one could hear his desperate screams for help. He couldn't see who or what had a hold on him, all he knew was that it was strong, strong enough to pull him with what seemed to be a minimal effort on it's part. His throat became raw as his screaming was to no avail, no one could hear him, and no one was coming to his help.

Three Weeks Later

The investigation of the missing sheriff had hit the papers, yet no one had found anything about where he could have gone, or who had been behind his disappearance. It was like he had simply vanished into thin air without a trace, never to be found again. The days that followed the disappearance were dark and dreary, there seemed to be no sunlight in the skies, trapped behind the dark clouds with no means of escape.

The day had begun as all the previous ones had; the townsfolk got up at the crack of dawn and went to work, most of them working in the town mines. However, this day was different; there were five newcomers. Three sisters and their two brothers had moved into the old Welsh manor atop the highest hill in town. No one in town dared to go to the manor, some say the place was haunted, and others just found no interest in the old home.

Needless to say, no one knew that the Welsh's had relatives. The whole town knew Mary and James Welsh as the old couple who lived alone with no kids. In the entirety of them living in the manor, no had ever visited them, no relatives, no friends, no one. When the group of five entered the small town of Graveton, Texas, they spoke to no one, made no stops in town until they reached the manor, and didn't show their faces to anyone.

The gravel crunched under the tires of their truck as they reached the manor, parking right in front of the old place. Leilani was the first to get out of the car, her jean jacket clung tight to her body, and a small smile formed on her pink lips. Soon enough, everyone was out of the car and hauling their bags up the creaky manor steps and into the home. They all carried their bags to their own rooms, no one even speaking to one another.

The siblings came to the manor after hearing news of the old couple's passing, deciding to pose as their long-lost children in order to get the house to themselves. Of course, they weren't really related to the couple, merely needing somewhere to hide. To do this, they had to use names that weren't theirs and act differently than they usually did.

Their biological names were Leilani, Asena, Aurelia, Dreagon, and Dante Dragomir, better known in their hometown as the "Children Of Satan." Their mother and father had left when they were all still mere babies, opting for them to their the truth about themselves on their own. They weren't human, no, they were something much more dangerous, something much more feared than a human, sirens.

(I’m so sorry this took me so long, I’ve had really bad writer’s block and a bunch of other boring things going on. also sorry about tinkers my mind just kept going blank every time i tried top write)

sawyer brothers w/ a smaller and fragile s/o

tex sawyer-

•he loves the fact he's taller than you

•definitely teases you about the height difference

•but make no mistake he's the only one allowed to so if alfredo makes even the slightest comment about it he's gonna have to deal with an angry tex

•when it comes to your health tex is on top of it 24/7

•you have meds? well tex is now your personal reminder, it doesn't matter if it's just vitamins he's going to make sure you take them when it's time

•he's a mother hen so if/when your sick he's there giving you soup and making sure your comfortable

•he makes sure you don't overwork yourself and reminds you when its time to take a break

•your not allowed to carry anything even slightly heavy if tex is around, doesn't matter if you protest or insist you can carry it

•"now don't make that face darlin' I just don't want ya to get hurts all"

tinker sawyer-

•for some reason my little rat brain has the impression that tinker is a little awkward when it comes to relationships  

•so he’s not the best at comforting you on your bad day but he’ll do his very best

•expect little gifts and trinkets waiting for when you wake up from a nap 

bubba sawyer-

•bubba knows he doesn't know his own strength sometimes so at the beginning of the relationship he'll be a little scared when it comes to stuff like hugs

•but don't worry with a little reinsurance that he won't hurt you he goes from scared to hold your hand to being clinging and wanting to be hugging you every time you're in the same room 

•he loves carrying you around and giving you piggyback rides when you’re tired

•he gets really worried when you're feeling under the weather 

Tex:

~ Laughed a bit

~ Saw you were serious

~ Decided why not try it

~ This boy was loving every second of it

~ Gag him while you do it

~ Degrade him

Alfredo:

~ Was the one who bought it up

~ Ironically, you wanted to try it too

~ Also loved it

~ Literally stuck his tongue out like in one of those Hentai videos

~ It was hilarious

Tinker:

~ You brought it up to him while he was fixing the oven

~ Slammed his head on the roof of the inside

~ Said he wouldn’t mind trying it and he had actually made a strap on in case

~ It freaked him out at first and he accidentally scratched you

~ Can’t say he enjoyed it but can’t say he hated it either

Vilmer:

~ Another brother who brought it up himself

~ Wanted you to stoke him with a shotgun

~ He thoroughly enjoyed it

~ At some point he turned the tables and slammed you down on the bed and took the shotgun

~ Hope you don’t mind having a shotgun inserted in you (bc it’s happening)

Chop Top:

~ You brought it up while you both were listening to Iron Butterfly

~ He was ecstatic and asked if you’d like his plate while ramming into him

~ You were happy to oblige

~ He absolutely loved it

~ The entire time he begged you to use the hanger on him (even if it’s just dragging it on him

Nubbins:

~You brought it up to him at breakfast (everyone stared for a second) ~ He agreed on one condition: Pictures are taken 

~He abso-fucking-lutely loved it

~ You took his knife and ran it down his stomach and you even took a vibrator and put it against his tip

~ Boy couldn’t handle all this stimulation

Drayton:

~ You brought it up

~ He was reluctant but wanted to try it for you

~ It freaked him out like it did Tinker

~ Hated it but wouldn’t admit it to you