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Summary: The Allspark is all creation of Cybertronians also known as the Autobots. Not long the grand cube has now reincarnated itself to a new being. A girl who is one of the daughter of the Autobot Ironhide, the weapons specialist. Meet the crazy, funny, dangerous and musical adventures of Echo Hollins who is not only trying to juggle High School, but also juggling to keep control of a power that brings life to a robotic species.
"Talking"
Thoughts
:: Com link :: - sender
Name: Echo Selene Spark Hollins
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Height: 5ft.
Weight: 108 pounds
Species: human and ½ Cybertronian, so a techno organic
Hair: pearl white with bright silver metallic highlights all over her hair
Eyes: really bright neon green with electric blue specks around the iris
Style: straight, reaching to her hips
Skin: porcelain pale
Clothes style: black and anything that goes with it except brown. Skirts, tops, short shorts, t-shits, knee and thigh high socks, leather chocker's, basically anything that makes her look anime.
Personality: Echo, is an over-energetic teen, who loves to have fun and bringing a smile to anyone'sface. Silly, childish, somewhat a ditz, musical, crazy, sweet, caring, optimistic, positive, reckless, simple minded, cheerful, and powerful.
Mother: Melody Hollins
Father: Ironhide
CHAPTER ONE
Just a Regular Day
Far from Mission and Tranquility City live a house in the suburbs with all the other small houses. A two-story stone house with dozens of flower beds appeared at the end of the road. This house belong to a woman, whose husband has been fighting a war that been going on for so long. This woman has a daughter who has never seen her father, but will bring back life to a decade planet for a mysteries species.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Uuuuggghhhhhh!" I groan.
So not wanting to wake up. I reach over my nightstand trying to feel my alarm clock go on in off. Once, I felt the cheap plastic I smash my fist on the snooze button.
That's better. I snuggle on my pillow.
Not long about two and a half minutes my mother charge in getting ready to battle with me to get my lazy butt up.
"Rise and shine Echo Hollins!" My mom somewhat yelled. "You got school in twenty minutes!"
"Awwww! I don't want tooooooooo!" I whined, loudly.
"Echo Hollins." My mom said, sternly. "You get up from that bed before I ground you to the next century!"
I sign in defeat.
"Fine."
I got up when my mom left leaving me and my skimpy pajamas a tight, but snuggly baby blue cotton top that has a kitty curl up sleeping with z's in a talk bubble and really short shorts that can pass as undies and head to my bathroom. I look at myself at my medicine cabinet's mirror yawing and wiping the sand out of my eyes.
I look at a girl who's skin is pale as snow, her strange hair that's uncharacteristically and abnormal white as will, but had a shine to it thanks' to these silver platinum highlights that go to the top of the roots of her scalp and down to the ends usually it's all nice and straight now it's all willy-nilly going over her shoulders and passing her heart shape face, strange eyes that were a very bright green that could pass as neon with bright blue specks shown her wide almond eyes and between her small button nose, that were looking at her lazily.
Yep, this is me the strange hair and eyes girl, Echo Hollins.
Turing on the faucet splashing cold water on my face, wipe it off with a towel. I look back at myself and smiled.
"Alright." I giggled. "Let's do this."
Not long about maybe twelve minutes I got done fixing myself. My willy-nilly hair was now straight and clean the sliver highlights were shining ever so brightly placing two long strands at the front of my face so it covers my ears, snow skin now glowing from a quick shower with rosy tints on my cheeks, I was wearing a nice smooth leather top that's black on the left and white on the right the straps were black and a black crop jacket, black knife pleated skirt that stops above my knees, a white belt with silver studs hanging on my hips, black and white strip knee high socks, black Lotia dress shoes that you can tied then into a bow above the ankles, and my silver and black necklace.
I don't leave home without it. It belongs to my dad, who I never seen before, mom never told me who he is it was always a sensitive subject. The necklace is a weird robot metal face that's silver and black he made this from me, that's what my mom said, it's hold by a silver chain. It's weird not knowing who your dad is. Being born with white hair and silver highlights is a big mystery and eyes that practically glow really needs some explanation.
After, I lock my necklace around my neck I grab my panda back and yes I have a panda backpack because their big fluffy white and black puff balls of adorableness. And my Dave Murray Fender Stratocaster guitar that's also black and white which I like to call "Snow Black".
"Echo, breakfast is ready!" Mom yelled.
"Coming!"
I quickly strap my pack on my back grabbing the case of my guitar and slid down the stairs like a three year old. Hey, you would do the same if you have stairs in your house.
"Whhheeee!" I cheered.
Jump off the rail and walk to the kitchen placing then besides the kitchen table. There greeting me was a beautiful red head, her hair was wavy that stops to her shoulder blades, fair peach skin, emerald eyes, which I inherit it from, she was wearing a white coat that has a name tag on the left side that reads "Dr. Hollins", that covers her black business top and white tulip skirt, she also have black slingback heels. This is my mother Melody Hollins, she may look like in her twenties, but believe me she's no were near it, ha, ha, old people.
"About time." She muttered. "You know I don't like waking up as much as you do."
"Yeah, yeah." I shrugged.
Mom place fat-free waffles, don't ask, that's already covered in syrup also fat and sugar free. Why the healthy stuff you might ask? Will, my mom is a doctor at Tranquility Hospital about ten and a half miles from here. I'm guess from all my childhood she's a health freak I don't know that's the only answer I can come up with, but old will *shrugged* and the sugar that's easy I'm already hyper so giving me another douse of sugar will be adding another ticking time bomb which I like to describe my energy. Can't help it I was born hyper and l'll die hyper.
"Meow."
I felt something soft and furry wrapping around my ankles. I look down to see a small white puff-ball with four legs and a long slender tail. It had an aqua collar that had a bell and a name tag.
"Hi, Meow-meow." I greeted my kitten by rubbing my ankles on her head.
A loud purr vibrate on her.
"You and Hemi have band practice, right?" Mom asks.
"Yup?" I said popping the p. "Spring break is next week and I like to make sure we pass this semester."
Who is Hemi and why I have practice? Easy, I'll tell you. Hemikio Hatsharu my best friend in the whole wide world. She and her family move next door when I was six, judging by the name, yes, she's Japanese. She's sixteen like me, but a three months older. Me, Hemi, and her brothers Gin and Kirto, who are a year older than us and twins, we're in a band together called the "Highlights". Why, will let me give you the short version of the story.
Her dad is a music director and recorder at Tranquility University, he taught his kids how to play when I can along my mom sign me up in violin practice. I was good for a kid, but when Mr. Hatsharu heard me he asks my mom if he can teach me how to play guitar. I begged mom, because I want to learn and play with Hemi and her brothers. She agreed and birth our friendship and band. "Highlights", is the name Hemi called ourselves when I was little I still had the silver highlights.
Mrs. Hatsharu, who is also a doctor and works with my mom too becoming best friend's quickly, wonder if I was alright mom explain to her I was born with them saying I was just an unique child or whatever.
Can you blame her? If you see a six year old with highlights you think their parents are crack in the head or something. Anyway, Hemi's dad had taught me less than a month and I became good at it don't know why, but I always been a fast learner always comes in handy sometimes. Her dad also discovered that I can sing too. I was only singing ring-around-the-rosy with Hemi just playing around. So, now he taught me vocals and years after that I became good, in my opinion at least.
When me and Hemi were ten and Gin and Kirto we're eleven they had a surprise for me and guess what they got highlights like me. Hemi were pink covering her side bangs and the roots to the end of her pigtails, Gin's were blue like Hemi's covering his bangs and to the roots, and Kirto was green bangs covered and roots. We been friends since then and forever we will be.
BEEP! BEEP!
A car's horn was sounding off.
"Oh, that's Hemi!" I gulped down my milk. "Love you mom, bye! And bye Meow-meow!"
I gave her a kiss on the cheek grab my stuff and book it.
"Love you too!" She shouted at me.
I close the door and see an aqua 2008 Honda Fit out in my drive way. It's Hemi's car that she got on her sixteen birthday, lucky bean-eater. I already have my license, but I work at this cute 80's style dinner downtown I'm saving enough money to buy myself a car. So far I have about I think 2,654 dollars including tips from customers, but I'm halfway there. Yippee!
"Īkagen'ni shite, Echo-san!" Hemi yelled, annoyed. "We're going to be late!"
(Come on!)
"Gomen'nasai!" I ran towards her.
(Sorry!)
Began friends with Japanese you'll learn a few words from them now in days.
She rolled her dark chocolate eyes and let me sit at the passenger seat. Hemi still had her hair in pigtails always has been when she was six, but it reach half her back. She was wearing a navy blue top that had a green angry anime figure on the middle with yellow straps and a pink undershirt, jean short shorts, pink tights, and her black combat boots with pink shoelaces.
"About time." She huffed with a slight accent. "Can't you get ready faster?"
"Lay off Hemi."
Gin was at the back his arms couching his head. 17 years old, Gin's ebony hair reach to his shoulders and long side bangs that cover his left same chocolate eyes his deep blue highlights reach to the roots and stop halfway. He was wearing a Beastie Boys shirt under a black and blue checkered shirt, black jeans, and blue converse shoes.
"How can she?" Kirto smirk. "She's on her "lady month."
Kirto was seating next to Gin headphones on and smiling coyly also 17 years old. Hair layered in short green spikes at the top, but half his head is dyed green and long straight hair at bottom hold by a red hairband stopping at his back. Wearing a black rip-sleeve button up shirt only two were down seeing his collar bone, black tight jeans, a black and silver spick stud bracelet on his right wrist, and red steel-toe combat boots.
"Kuso kurae!" Hemi growled at them.
(Screw you!)
That made Kirto laughed.
"Alright that's enough." I said stopping them fighting on a Thursday.
Hemi growled under her breath muttering about stupid brothers and hormones at the same time pulling the car out of my house not wanting to listen anymore. I got my iPhone out with a Pikachucase on it. GO, GO Pikachu! And my headphones and start listening to "Witch Hunt" English version by Vocaloids Kagamine Rin and Len. Being friends with Japanese, who use to live in Tokyo, can really effect you, my song list are half and half of Japanese and English.
"Hey, Echo?" Gin asks me. "Got that song ready? You know Mrs. Janet is grading us today while Spring break is tomorrow."
"YEAH BABY!" Kirto fist-pump the air. "A whole week of relaxing and babes."
I couldn't help, but laugh a little while Gin and Hemi shook their heads at him. Kirto was always the party and goofy animal in their family. Cocky, ignorant, lay-back, and funny that was K for yah. But, he's actually the funest person you ever met. While Gin on the other hand he was mature, level-headed, sometime serious, fun, quiet, and a big brother to everyone. Gin is the first born and older brother only for five minutes, K is the second, while Hemi is the last. He sometimes serious even when he was a kid he tell us to be careful especially me since, I always been reckless at times like climbing a twenty foot tree when I was seven.
He always look out for us and that what makes him an awesome brother. Hemi is the mixture of both of Gin and K. she's fun, serious, cocky, slightly temper mental and a bit of an attitude, punk rock chick, and can be mature or not either way she's my best friend ever.
"Yeah." I turn to him. "I have the song list in my pack."
"Good." He nodded.
We came to the highway that leads use to Mission City School of Arts. That's were me and my friends study at. Not long we turn the corner to see a really large lime stone building here at the art school you can really expires yourself. There's a lot of categories from acting, music, dancing, and painting. A lot of things that you can do me and the guys are in the music program. Me on my Dave Murray Fender Stratocaster, Gin's on his silver Yamaha electric guitar, Kirto on his misty black Ibanez Bass Guitars, and Hemi on her black and pink Ludwig drums that have "Highlights written across the bass drum in silver letters. We can sing, but I take the lead.
Since, their dad taught how to sing first they made me the lead singer. It's awesome and the same time nerve wrecking, because you have to face dozens of people, but that what makes it exciting. Hemi park the car and we all got out. I carefully pull out my guitars case out while Gin's and K's are strap in their case backpacks they were helping Hemi getting her drums cases. A lot of hassle, but we manage.
The thing of Art schools it's different from regular schools and I mean different. Once, you step inside you'll see why. Besides students in their different groups singing from the right while the dancers are practicing their best dances moves everywhere, by the way you might want to be carefully. One misdirection you'll crash by a jazz dancer. The bell ring and everyone went their classes the atmosphere was sparkling today will it always is, but since Spring Break is coming I guess everyone is ready for their Holidays.
We headed to the music room along with four other bands. The music room had a stage with lights and everything, amps on the sides of the wine color currants, the lights in perfect angle, and everyone was getting ready setting up their equipment. We did the same, the music room was the biggest room in the building because it's also the theater room and the hundreds of seats down of the bottom of the stage was there to prove it. Hemi and her brothers got ready in no time I was just tuning my guitar strings making sure their right.
"Alright, class."
Mrs. Janet the music teacher came in with a smile on her face as usual and let just say she's not like all other teachers.
She's in her mid-twenties, her brown hair with blonde highlights were turn to the side seeing the half right of her head shave, she was dress as a punk, black leather tube top, jeans, chocker, and jacket, steel-toe combat boots, vampire piercings, both of her ears are pierce to the lobe and the top, she had blood red lipstick, and black eye shadow that make her icy blue eyes pop. Yup, she is not like any other teacher I think she had a phase in college. But, everyone loves her and she's the best music teacher we have.
"Okay, guys." She seated at one of the theater chairs boots resting on another. "This is the final week, before Spring Break tomorrow."
"Yes!" Kirto cheered, loudly.
Everyone laughed.
"Right." Mrs. Janet, chuckled. "Today you all will perform me a song that you all choose on Monday this week for your final grade. You'll be grade for your energy and how much you feel in the music, grades will be posted beside the door."
We all nodded understanding perfectly.
"Good, James and the Crazies your up."
We waited until a shaggy blonde boy and his friend start playing Na, Na, Na, Na by My Chemical Romance. After that a bleach blond girl had her violin and start playing Beethoven's 5th. There was just one more and we're next.
"Alright, girls let's see what you got."
In the stage eight girls stand side by side hands on their hips. The lead singer was a girl name Veronica Tubs, she's a junior along with her friends also with K and Gin, nice curly strawberry hair ending on her back, good figure wearing a short jean skirt that show a bit too much of her legs and a pink crop halter top that you can see her slightly large chest, rosy lipstick, and soft blue eye shadow that brings out her hazel eyes. The Sugarhearts, and trust me there is nothing sugar about them.
Veronica is kind of our enemy, but mostly to Hemi. She thinks she's a future fake plastic body wanabee with a snobby attitude just because her dad is the mayor of the city she thinks she can get away with anything. She's pissed at us, but mostly at me just because we won the Mission City School's championship.
Me and my Hemi were freshman while Gin and Kirto were sophomores. We actually won with a perfect score while she had half close to winning so after that she hates me because I was a better singer them her. Gin and Kirto do their best to ignore her she basically flirting with them asking if they can join her group and she will be very "grateful" if you know what I mean.
I don't really care I just get on with my life. Sure, she's mean to me, but trying to get involve in one of her spats is not my thing. The smart thing to do is walk away and ignore it, but it makes her even madder. I'm more of a try-to-find-a-peaceful-solution-without-violence type of girl. No I never hit anyone besides playfully, no I don't talk smack to anyone, and no I would not stop to anyone's level of being a world class bitch on her period. Like I said, I'm a peaceful type of girl who likes to make everyone smile and enjoy her life.
Once, she and her friend was done singing Single Ladies from Beyoncé getting a bunch of claps and cheers from the students she flash a smug smile towards us which causing the guys to tense with annoyance and Hemi blowing smoke out of her ears. Me did not pay attention I send the guys a smile signaling them everything is okay. As always it works and they smile back.
"Alright, thank you Sugarhearts." Mrs. Janet yawned. "Last we have The Highlights."
We walk to the center of the stage everyone was looking at us resilient to know what we'll sing. Veronica watch with distaste already annoyed that we have their attention.
"Okay, Echo." Mrs. Janet said. "You don't disappoint so show us what you have for us."
I nodded her with a smile.
"Proceeded."
"We're going to sing." I said. "Egoselfish."
"Okay guys." I played the notes. "Let's go!"
We been practicing on this song nearly every day. And we we're going to show how much we work hard on this.
"Love or self, you have to choose - is it I, or is it you?"
"Very well, the choice is yours - and with your glimpse..."
~FAR FROM THE CITY~
:: Lord Megatron, we have finally found the girl:: - Starscream.
"Well, "love" is what we give, and "love" is what we get,
So I would have to say, we're quite a happy set
Our intuitions off, we love each other still
"Ego," or else, "we go"? Let's be sure to make this clear..."
::Excellent, years of finding the human will bring back what is my::- Megatron. :: Proceeded when the girl is alone::
::Yes Lord Megatron::- Starscream signoff.
"I'm doing this all for you; "I'm doing this all for me"?
"Dare say that about our love, and mister, I'll have to do away with you..."
Up in the air a Lockheed Martin F-22 Raptor was flying high in the center of two more strange and unique aircrafts along with an AH-64 Apache helicopter on the left and on the right was a small Heliplane.
"In the end, we're still just fine to keep on smiling all the time
If this world's a loveless one, and we're to keep living on,
Then where it is that you must be, is anywhere but here with me"
::Shockwave how far are we from the Allspark?::-Starscream.
::Radar says about 35 earth miles::-Shockwave.
::I can feel the energy radiating from the fleshy::-Laserbeak.
"So then, I wonder - is your choice all up to this:
Are you choosing with your "egoselfishness"?
::Why is it so low?::-Starscream. ::It won't be able to recharge a simple earth battery?::
::The human does not have Energon in its system::-Shockwave. ::Thus, making the Allspark power pitiful and impossible to find.::
::In order to fully awaken the Allspark she must have Energon in her blood::-Laserbeak.
"Love" is what so captivates us,
Yet this "love" at times leads to loathing
It's a choice to be made as a pair, but it's one of us who has to die…"
::Correct, even if she is half Cybertronian she is human making things a little difficult for the Allspark to receive full power::-Shockwave.
::Enough, will just have to let Scalpel deal with her::-Starscream.
"Both our selves are selfish still, gasping breathless for some air;
"Who do you think you are?"
"Thanks, it was delectable!"
The two aircrafts flew fast towards the city. Years of countless findings they have manage to find her right under their noses so to say. She was the only thing that can revive back their home.
"I'm doing this all for you, I'm doing this all for me..."
Well, "doing it for us both," I'm going to hide my face and cry my eyes out..."
~NEST Headquarters~
"Lieutenant William! Three Decepticons have been spotted heading towards Mission City." Someone yelled out.
William Lennox, a man in his mi-twenties, dark brown hair look like it got hit by a giant fan was racing towards wearing an army gray jumpsuit with black body armor holding varies of weapons a two AK's were strap behind his back.
"Alright, what's happening?" He breathe out.
"Three Decepticons Starscream, Shockwave, and Laserbeak has been spotted heading to the city."
"Love and self," this I decide, and so here is my reply:
No one's murder shall be done; instead, us two shall be as one
"I'm doing this all for you", "I'm doing this all for me";
"Let us have them be good friends, and hold each other to the end..."
"Why the Pit are they doing that?"
A golden yellow Lamborghini has shifted to transform into the Autobot Sunstreaker. He had his arms folded looking annoyed and ready to smash some Con scum.
"Easy Sunny." Said a teasing voice. "We all want to offline son Cons as much as you do."
The teasing voice came from Sunstreakers twin brother Sideswipe also a Lamborghini but, he was a nicely red color.
"Don't call me that fragger." Sunny growled.
"That's enough you two slag-heads." Growled an old annoyed voice.
A lime and red Rescue Hummer H2 was glaring down to the two annoying twins. This was Ratchet the CMO of the Autobots.
"Love and self" - now that we know, I and you are free to go
To smile and laugh, and more than those, we'll also cry, if so we chose."
"I will dent both of helms if you don't shut up." He spat at them wielding a REALLY large wrench ready to smack both the annoying brothers.
"No, we're good." The brother said in union not wanting anymore dents then they already have.
"It seems they are heading to Mission City Art School." Lennox read the Cordiant's of the Cons.
"What?" Ratchet raised an optic rigid. "Let me see."
Ratchet made his way to a large computer made especially for the Autobots. He search everything about the school wondering why in Primus name are they heading to a human education building. When he look about all the courses and staff, until he look at the students and found one of his patients he help a while back and an old friends beloved sparkling.
"By the Allspark." He whispered, dreadfully. "Optimus!"
He grab the information in a large data pad, that's was also made for them, and race as fast to the leader. A large red Peterbilt Model 379 with nicely design blue flames has emerge transforming into Optimus Prime.
"Ratchet, old friend." He said in a baritone voice. "What's wrong?"
"Starscream has been spotted heading towards Mission City." He huffed. "Along with Shockwave and Laserbeak but, you have to take a look at where they're going."
The lime color CMO handed the Prime the data pad showing what is so important about the location. The old Prim look at a picture of who he had met long ago. Optimus close his eyes and vent heavily. He dreaded this day would come.
"Gather all the Autobots." He order. "We must bring her here safety from any harm."
"But, what about Ironhide." Ratchet asks.
"What about me?"
A black Topkick truck showed up. This was Ironhide, the weapon specialist and the father of our heroine's story.
"Starscream has been spotted heading towards Mission City." Optimus told him.
"Alright, then we just have to kick some aft." He said punching his servos together. "It's just Starscream."
Ratchet look at Optimus not sure how this will turn out.
"He, Shockwave and Laserbeak are going to a human education building." The great Prime continued. "More specially an Art school."
"Why?" Now the Topkick was confuse.
It was best to show him than explain. Optimus handed him the data pad to see a familiar face.
"What am I look-"
He stop his optics going wide seeing a familiar face of a girl he only seen as a new born.
"No."
He shock his large head at first he was worried, but that now change to anger.
"We have to leave now!" He growled, angrily.
"Calm yourself old friend." Prime said. "I don't want any harm on her as you do."
"Then let's go now!" Ironhide growled getting his cannons charging.
"Oh, boy." Ratchet muttered.
"Uh, guys am I missing something?" Lennox asks the large bots rather confuse.
"You will be knowledge soon Captain Lennox." Optimus look down at him. "But, we must hurry for our war will have met a change."
If this world's a loveless one, and we're to keep living on,
There's nowhere for us two to be, not anywhere that I can see
So then, I wonder - does our choice come down to this:
Does our "egoselfishness" make it exist?
Once, we finished with the last line everyone cheered except that Veronica was fuming from her head, Yeesh!
"As always Highlights." Mrs. Janet said, still clapping. "You never disappoint you defiantly earn an A+."
Me and my friends cheered. All that practice really paid off.
The bell ring.
Everyone rush outside, but Veronica and her friends push everyone out of the way without sending the evil eye to us. I ignore, but Hemi flip the bird to her, oh, man.
"Can't you not do stuff like that." I turn to her. "You're seriously not helping."
"Hey, it's not my fault bitchy American girl wants to pick a fight." She huffed.
"Can't you just ignore her?"
"That's your thing Echo-san." She said. "My thing is kicking ass and rocking out."
I raised a brow towards to her brothers they shook their heads and give me a look that said "don't asks".
"Forget Veronica." Kirto said making all of us turn to him. "Let's focus on our vacation."
"Right, you guys are heading to Hawaii." I remember their dad saying were their spending their Spring Break."
"Oooohhhhh, yeeeeaaaahhhhhh!" He fist pump again.
I couldn't help, but laugh and shake my head at him. He was so easily excitable.
"What are you going to do Echo?" Gin asks.
"Nothing." I answered. "Just sleeping in, watch T.V, play video games, and probably work a few shifts in Miss. Patty's dinner."
"Boo!" Kirto gave a thumbs down.
"Why don't you and your mom go on vacation?" Hemi asks, zipping her drums in their case.
"Mom has that one week confers in Los Angeles." I told them. "It has something to do with putting this new eco-friendly body limbs in hospitals."
"Right, forgot mama mention something about that." Hemi nodded.
We grab our case and headed out. I only took a few steps, but stop when I felt my pulse quicken. Everything felt it was going slow something was coming in this direction, but something not right. I must have zone out, because Gin was calling me.
"Echo."
I snap out of it and look at my friends who were looking at me weird. I must have stop walking and stayed all still like.
"You okay?" Gin raised a brow.
"Y-yeah, I just remember I have to stop by Miss. Patty." Which was kind of true, considering I need to see my work hours.
"Okay, but text us if you're working." Gin nodded. "If not come around 4."
"Sharp." Hemi said, pointy.
I rolled my eyes.
"Relax, Hemi." I walk towards them. "When did I ever miss band practice?"
We exited the music room and went our separate ways going to are next classes. My zoning out thing was kind of bugging me I don't know why, but I felt something is going to happen.
Something big.
Aaaaaaaaannnnnnnndddddddd DONE! So what you guys think? Thanks for reading guys, review, Fav, or follow. Once, you do that I'll finish chap 12 of Mobius New Guess's.
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