Heartland

This surprised Alice that much that she abruptly cut off her doll's head.

"Pardon?" She asked thinking she only heard it wrong.

The raven-haired boy rolled his eyes, "I want you," He pointed at her ",to be my," then he pointed to himself ",familiar."

"Are you deaf?"

Alice was irked by this and shot back, "Yes because my ears hates your voice."

The boy smirked, "You're brave, darling. I like that."

"What is your purpose?" She asked him seriously suddenly holding a knife to his neck and one pointed at his heart.

"For you to become my familiar." He said, unfazed by her knives.

"I have every intention of killing you. Who knows, maybe your blood tastes good."

He chuckled, "You can kill as mercilessly or barbarically if you want. If you become my familiar."

Alice removed her knives and sat down in front of him.

"I am listening."

He chuckled at her response.

"And a while ago, you did not want to listen at all."