“Did you ever learn about oracles in school?” Doorman asked. “Sure,” she said, still looking at her. “Not much, if that’s what you’re asking. They prevent wars.” “Yes! Precisely!” “And they don’t have children.” She flung the photograph back at his face. He scrambled to catch it before it hit the floor. She watched this all unfold impassively. “So why?” Doorman shot her an injured look as he tucked his mother’s image back in his pocket. “Why what, Miss Ha?” “Why do you exist at all?” she asked.
Ao3 was down basically all day yesterday, but it's back up now (fingers crossed). And so, you can read the fourth chapter of In Want of Immortality! a #doormina AU fic featuring venator!Mina going toe to toe with The Doorman.
read here: archiveofourown.org/works/749148...
