Identical Sorrow
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"I-I can't take your pain." Scott said as he shook his head, tears streaming down his face.
"That's because it doesn't hurt." Allison whispered. Her frail voice cracking as her body slowly fell limp. They didn't know, but I watched on from afar. I watched my older sister die in the arms of her first love, and I did nothing to stop it. For it wasn't a loss I will suffer. She would still be here, but only I could see her. A single tear rolled down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away, no one can know about me, yet. With one last look, I sprinted away. My legs pumping at a rhythm so fast I didn't even think was possible with my body. Tears overflowed my eyes when I began to hear my sister's lost voice. The warm, salty, bodily liquid rolled down my cheeks as I shifted into my sleek white wolf halfway in the air. My midnight blue eyes scanned the area around me, looking for the source of Allison's voice. I finally caught sight of her, on the opposite side of the nematon. I shifted back, my clothes still intact with my body. "Alli." I called softly. She jumped and turned, "Addi?" I smiled and nodded, "Yes. What are you doing here?" She shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. "I have no idea. I'm dead. I died in Scott's arms. Of course you wouldn't know him, but I- he was my first love." I shook my head and wrapped my arms around her. "I know who he is, Allison. I know who the entire gang is. They think you're dead Allison and you are, but-okay, you are dead. And it kills me that you are." I rambled. She looked at me incredulously, "Then how can you see me?" I sighed, "Because I was dead, too." She. Was. Shell shocked. "H-How?" I sighed and rubbed my temple. "Its complicated. I'll inform you later. For now, you have a choice to make." She nodded. "Do you want to a mass at the church to release you from purgatory now, or do you want to spend your time in purgatory and then get your wings?" Her face paled. "Can I still watch you guys?" I nodded my head. "You can, but that would mean you've accepted your death and that it would be official. You can't be brought back to life by dark magic or anything." She began to shake her head hastily, "I died for a reason. I'm not going to let that go to waste." There was a pause, "You should do the mass, you can officially meet our 'Mystery Gang', or whatever you want to call it." She laughed which made me laugh in turn. Our laughter soon died down, "Why did you leave?" She asked. I sighed, "It wasn't willingly, Mom and Dad sent me away because of my abilities." She tilted her head to the side in confusion. I elaborated for her by shifted into my white wolf. An audible gasp was heard from my older sister and I yipped before lowering my ears and walking towards her. Her pale hand ran through my fur and slightly scratched behind my ear. I nipped her and barked out a laugh. She giggled and I smiled wolfishly as I stepped back and shifted. "You're a werewolf." I nodded, "A different kind though. I don't need the moon to shift and I can shift into an actual wolf without being an alpha. I have magic, too. Although that was required differently. A different story for a different time." I laughed when she pouted and wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pushing her to the way home. "So how long have you been stalking us." I rolled my eyes and nudged her, "Its not stalking, its observing from afar. But, to answer your question, since the beginning." She giggled and hugged me. "Well, I kind of wonder what they're doing now. You know, with my body."
"You can apparate. If you think solely on the place you want to be or the person you want to see. You can be carried to them."
"Really?" she asked.
I nodded, "Yeah. I'll see you at home." She nodded as well and gave me a brief hug. In seconds, she was gone. Sighing, I turned and jumped, shifting mid-air. I ran the rest of the way home.