Death wish ((King Boo x Reader)) (Re-written)

Prologue

A young girl, no more than 7 years of age, by the name of (Y/N), was prancing around an abandoned mansion. Or so it seemed. She had a friend following close behind, keeping an eye on her. Her innocent mind, not being scared of them. She's not afraid to face the unknown, like her father is. "Mister, look!" she exclaimed, as she managed to climb onto one of the beams leaning against a wall. "You're really strong! I don't think I could climb up there" her friend answered. Speaking of her friend. He just so happened to be of a royal title.

(Y/N) climbed back down from the beam, perfectly fine, and continued her adventure throughout the mansion. She had to be left alone for a while, so the king escorted her to the twins room, where she could play with the boys. She was also closely monitored by the king's musician. Who also sung a few songs to the children.

Unfortunately, the she was left alone once more. Even though she was told to stay in the bedroom, her boredom soon got the better of her, and she started exploring the mansion once more. Looking around for her friend. And she did find him. Only for him to tell her that he's busy, and tell her to go back to the twins. She frowned, and turned back, wandering the halls alone.

At one point she reached a balcony, with two statues in the center line. One closer to the left side, and the other closer to the right side. A new figure approached her, offering to play a game with her. Little did she know, that it would derail into her hanging onto the railing of the balcony. Screaming for help, the stranger only laughed, before leaving.

The king could sense that something was wrong, and ordered his followers to look for the young girl.

The girl was slowly losing her grip, until she fell. Screaming.

A sharp pain was felt in her left shoulder, and she was lifted into the air, before being gently put down in front of the mansion. She weakly looked up, to the concerned expression of her friend. Blood covering his fangs. He grimaced, as a bright light hit his face, before retreating back to the mansion. Guilt flooding over him. "(Y/N)!" the voice of her father. "(Y/N) what happened to you?!" her father noticed her wounded shoulder, and quickly brought her to town, where she could get it healed.