Okay, so issue number one: she had a new mom.

Eh.

She could deal with it.

Issue number two: she was a baby again

Now that - that would take some serious getting used to.

Cradled in the arms of a haggard golden haired woman, the newly dubbed Branwen was both confused and bewildered.

She had died, hell - everyone who had been in the church with her had kicked the bucket thanks to those crazy anti-everything southerners who decided that burning those "goddamn pagan whores" was the right thing to do.

A girl and a couple of her friends join up with a Wiccan collective and suddenly everyone wanted a repeat of the Witch Trials.

The funny thing about it was that she hadn't even been a resident of that town and she hadn't planned on going there at all but after an invite from her favorite cousin she had left her home in upstate New York to visit down in the boondocks.

Big fucking mistake.

Who knew going to a sermon on the ethics of paganism would result in her untimely death?

Motherfucking no one.

Lisa - shit - Branwen knew her old bitter ass aunt Alyssa would probably consider her death as some kind of karmic penance much to her twisted amusement. The hateful woman had all but screamed that her "devil worshipping ways" would lead to nothing but doom and hellfire and that probably would be true if she had actually been worshipping Satan. Some harmless polytheism wasn't anywhere close to kissing the ass of Lucifer Morningstar and no matter how many bibles her bitch of a relative threw at her wasn't going to change that.

Blinking, Lis - Branwen (goddamnit this would take some getting used to) felt her uncontrollable wailing warble down to a whimper as something warm was pressed against her mouth and she internally balked.

If she had to deal with breastfeeding for the next year or so, she would kill herself.

She internally gave a snigger at the thought and then sighed at her dark sense of humor because somehow that was funny because she had already died once before!

God, she was gonna be one fucked up kid.

This is a side project because I love the Mercy Thompson series.

Branwen is the daughter of Leah and Bran, but just for some foreshadowing Leah ran away because she knew her child would be born a witch which Bran hates and she really wanted a child.

So she left, got away from North America to have the child she always wanted in a safe environment.

Also, Branwen means Beautiful Raven in welsh. Leah named her that after her father as some sort of guilty homage. Her nickname will be Bran for some people and Wen for others, but she'll stop using Bran when she meets the Marrok considering it'll just get confusing lol.

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