"Cass?"

"Yes?"

"I never want to get that close to a heart attack ever again."

"Yes, sir."

I straighten yourself, and my weapon as I take my place behind my uncle,

"Remember, there's no armor on its belly, so aim there." I nod, while loading up my assault rifle with fire dust. He signals for me to go ahead and I roll to a nearby tree while he covers me from behind, a deafening roar comes from the manticore we've been sent out to kill. My uncle sprays at it with gunfire while I aim for it's weak spot.

"I can't get a clear shot! I'm moving closer!" I yell as I transform my gun into a naginata, the manticore takes notice and I dive under quickly, slicing my weapon's long blade as I go. I make a deep cut as the manticore lets out a strangled yell, and collapses into nothing.

I get up and straighten my clothes, while my uncle shakes his head disapprovingly.

"That was a hell of a risk, Cass, you shouldn't rely so much on your semblance,"

"I know," I respond, "but it's a job, I wanted to get it done."

"It was irresponsible. You need to work more on your combat skills, what if your aura gets drained and you can't use your semblance?"

"Uncle, it's 'good fortune,' not 'misfortune,' the odds will always fall in my favor."

My uncle let out an long sigh,

"That's stupid." I laughed in return. My uncle was the only person left in my family, who didn't use me for my semblance, my brother, grandfather, and even my own father, all tried to use me for their own profit, but not my uncle. He patted me on the shoulder and stretched his other arm, letting out a big yawn,

"Well, we should get back home." My breath hitched at the thought of home.

"You said we didn't have to go home."

After the death of my father and grandfather, our plan was to travel Remnant, living off of our wages from hunting, and away from the suffocating control of my twin.

"Yeah, but your brother called last night, and said he wanted us back." I looked at him, shocked. Jacques' semblance never allowed him to persuade anyone unless he was directly speaking to them, unless he was practicing, I panicked as a thousand thoughts raced through my head.

"Hey, it'll be okay. Just don't look him in the eye, I find that makes it harder for him to focus." I smile a weak smile, knowing it wouldn't matter, and that he was under Jacques' control, even just a little.

"Okay."

We traveled through Anima, making our way to a shipyard, where my uncle waited to board a ship headed back home, to Atlas.

"Hey, come on, they've got room for us. It won't be long and we'll be back home." I hesitated, did I really want to go back? I was going to be starting school at Atlas soon, but that was too close to him. I finally had broken free of his control, his curse, and I wasn't ready to go back. Suddenly, I felt a strong arm on my shoulder. I looked up into my Uncle's eyes, they were glazed over,

"Cassie, we need to go home. Jacques is waiting, it won't be that bad, I promise."

I tore myself away from him and turned to run, weaving through the crowd. I had to get away.

"Cassandra!" He yelled, but I had already disappeared into the crowd.