Me: Thank you for the multiple of reviews I've been receiving! It's really something since this is my very first Fairytail fanfiction. I wasn't quite sure how to write it since I'm a more the "beat-up" scenes type of person. I don't own Fairytail! I only own Katherine, her personalities and her powers and this fanfiction's plotline!
BlahBlahBaka: Yeah that's what I also thought the first time but then again, it's more trying to reveal the protective side of Gray. Also, can you please list some of the mistakes I've made? I'm not quite sure where to focus on first but if you can list some of them down – I'll get to them right away! Thanks!
Chapter 10 – Lionheart
My body seriously feels like shit right now.
I dragged it towards the next door, the purple. The amethyst sparkled brightly into my eyes as I placed my hand on the latch, glancing at my two other forms quietly sitting on the chair. The flames on the candelabra flickered brightly throughout the burgundy decorated room. The vines wrapping around the door withered away as the lock on the door loosened considerably. A bright green light shone in my face as a new scene unfolded before me. A huge mansion stood in front with greenery decorating the whole front lawn. A fountain stood as the typical centrepiece as carriages pulled up at the entering stairs. I prepared to walk inside until something grabbed my shirt, causing me to look back and find a little boy tugging on my shirt.
"Hey, what's the big idea," I raised an eyebrow, folding my arms.
The boy didn't flinch one bit as he tilted his head to one side, blinking several times. "Um, who are you?"
I blinked several times, staring incredulously. "The name's…"
Wait a minute; aren't I supposed to be invisible?
I touched myself and then glanced at the kid who continued to give me a blank stare. The whole place seemed so familiar; it was as if I was born here. The blue skies lit up with multiple doves flying into the white puff of clouds as the smell of freshly watered plants permeated the air. The whinnies of the horse echoed softly as their hooves tread along the stony pathway towards the parking lot. Music from the orchestra echoed into the garden as the leaves swayed along with the gentle breeze.
"This place is perfect," I narrowed my eyes towards the castle, sauntering in cautiously. "It's too perfect…"
The bushes glittered with sparkling dew along with the bright red roses reflecting the beaming sunlight. Loud excited chatters echoed throughout the entrance as I hid by the banister near two stone lion statues. The guards continued to stand and patrol like statues as I smirked inwardly to myself, rolling my eyes.
This is too easy.
Picking up a pebble, I hurled it at one guy as he let out a sudden "ow". I hid once again, suppressing my snickering as much as I could as his companion began checking up on him. God, these guards are so gullible they make Jet and Droy look smart! I immediately rushed past them with a whirling kick to their heads as they both fell to the ground. As they collapsed onto the ground, a huge mischievous grin couldn't stop curving up my lips as I started throwing off one of the guard's clothes before hiding my own under his. With that, I grabbed his body and chucked him into the bushes. The hat started giving me an itch so I chucked it along with him into the adjacent bushes while tying my hair up similar to a bun.
Oh well, if he wakes up with slash marks – it's not my fault he landed in a rose bush.
...
Okay, maybe it is but someone could have at least told me they have a bunch of rose bushes for a defence against thieves!
The brass doors remained opened as I quietly sauntered in, sifting through the noble crowd. Loud chatters continued to pound wildly as waiters went around serving drinks and some little bread stuff. I snatched one before managing to move to the front as trumpets sounded off. I winced at the loud blaring until a nobleman stepped out with his long crimson cape trailing behind him while holding onto a golden sceptre. My eyes widened as a woman appeared as well in an elegant sea green gown with a prideful smile and in front of her stood a younger version of myself. Thank God, people had a good sense of equality! Instead of a dress, I suited up in a dark blue long coat and black pants underneath and slightly heeled boots. On my left eye, I found the black eye-patch that I've come to know and love. The noblemen soon stopped chattering as a smirk graced his lips, gesturing to me proudly.
"Ladies and gentleman, I present to you my long lost daughter – Lady Katherine Lauren Úa Duibhne Dumas!"
The whole crowd erupted with murmurs as my younger self walked forward with a stern gaze. She tightened the fitting of both the black leather gloves while standing proudly with a smirk.
"Just because I'm female doesn't give you any rights to force me to kiss up to your retarded little asses," she smirked pompously while walking down the stairs, adjusting the rapier tucked in her belt and ignoring the glares thrown at her. "If you think that just because I'm from wilderness that I'll eat out of your hand then, go find some desperate bastard to do so. But know this – when I want something done, I will do everything I can. If someone needs help, I'll gladly lend a hand especially if the enemy the person and I face is a complete douche bag!"
"Katherine," the fancy lady in the back scolded, staring in horror. "I should have your governess see to it that we fix that vulgar language of yours!"
Apparently, whoever that governess was didn't really do a good job.
My younger self chuckled deviously at her, smirking darkly. "In a world full of noblemen, the one who knows the streets the best is often the most powerful one in the city. You know how their minds work; you walk the walk and talk the talk. Noblemen fatten themselves with money while there are people who die everyday while we sit here and spoil ourselves. Screw this, I'm not meant to be kept within the four walls of a mansion! My world is the open sky and nothing is going to change that!"
Noblemen remained silent as they visibly fumed at my younger self. Women stared in shock and the woman standing behind me looked like she wanted to crawl under a rock. Hah, like I give a damn! Noblemen are too uptight and if I never left – I'd probably never be the wizard I am now. Fairytail made me realize all that; as a pack, we stick together and die together. Things started coming back to me – this whole scene was the very day I became a hermit. The day I returned to the forests to live the rest of my life. I mean sure I don't have servants kissing up to me but I'd rather do things myself thank you very much! Everyone immediately drew back until I snickered a bit, causing everyone to look behind at the entrances only to see me.
Oh fuck.
You're so screwed, Boss.
Thank you for summing that up.
"Who's there," my younger self practically shouted as I swallowed hard, seeing her walk towards me. "I haven't seen anyone like you around here. Who are you?"
The whole crowd affixed their attention on me while I watched her stand in front of me. Her chocolate brown eye refused to stop giving me that glare that Gajeel gives whenever I call him "metal factory reject". To be honest, it doesn't work on me when he does it but for me to do it while staring at me – Holy God, what is this? Fucking inception?
"Ore-sama asked you a question," she continued to glare daggers at me, advancing towards me menacingly. "Who. The. Hell. Are. You?"
Oh shit, time to lengthen my vocal chords again!
"Milady," I began with a baritone voice, causing some of the females to swoon. "I'm simply one of the representatives of one of the nobles. Milord asks you to forgive him for not being able to make it. May I say you look amazing and strong today?"
What the hell? I don't need any fan girls! Because I AM A GIRL! But damn, I really laid it on thick!
"Screw the "milady" and the male accent," she glared hard into my eyes, folding her arms in annoyance. "I know you're a woman. Don't take me for a fucking retard."
Shit, I forgot that I've got bionic hearing! Damn it! Run, run, run, run, RUN!
Continuing our little "stare down", I decided to smirk at her while responding in my usual voice. "Fine but, shouldn't you also be corrected for pronoun usage?"
"I don't give a damn," she scoffed while jabbing her rapier at me. "Stop evading the damn question and answer me!"
I chuckled darkly while folding my arms, rolling my eyes sarcastically. "I never answer to a brat."
"You dare call me a brat," she grabbed my shirt, dragging me down to her height. "You should know your place!"
While she held the collar of my hoodie, I easily wrenched her hand off my collar before lifting her up from a considerable height from the ground by her wrist. "Knowing my place and knowing yours is a common street rule, midget. I didn't know things got this bad when I stayed here…"
Her eyes widened while she stopped struggling and kicking. "W-Wait, what are you…?"
If she is me then, we should have exactly the same fears. But I think anyone would be scared to face a doppelganger.
"It's just as I say… You are me and I am you," I smirked as she paled as white as a sheet, resisting the urge to laugh psychotically to make it more convincing. Her facial colour could probably rival Mirajane's hair! "Surprise, surprise, isn't it?"
She shook her head violently while I dropped her to the ground. "Y-you can't be…"
"Trust me," I smirked as I turned my back at her. "I know a lot more about you than you ever will. I know the laws of the jungle and I've been trained by the wolves! That left eye of yours, it has three pupils in it as of now right? I should know; I got five in my left with a star to whirl with it."
Well, there goes the "be-nice-and-listen-only" plan. Okay that's it, time to adlib!
The nobles exchanged glances with one another as they started murmuring around and the man eventually rushed over to my younger self's aid.
"You possibly can't," he immediately pulled my paralyzed younger self away, glaring darkly and embracing her protectively. "My daughter is barely eight years old!"
Seeing that gaze directed at me somewhat reminded me of what I should've had. I clenched my fingers into a fist as I brought my left hand to my eye-patch, darkly staring down at him.
"You want proof," I smirked mischievously, throwing back my brown ponytail and fingering my eye-patch. "I'll show you proof!"
Wrenching out of her father's grip, she lunged at me and slapped my hand against my eye-patch and had us tumbling onto the ground in a heap. Nobody uttered a sound as her sobs suddenly became a bit louder and more evident.
"P-Please don't," she shivered violently, struggling to keep my eye-patch on. "I… Please…"
Seeing her shivering state, I moved my hand away before sitting up and helping her off. "Well, at least you get my point now. Look, I'm just here to look for my memories. There's some shit here that I lost but I don't know what the hell it is or where the hell it is. Heck, I don't even know where to start!"
She blinked several times before pulling off a sapphire ring on her finger. "Here."
I blinked several times as she shrugged nonchalantly at me. "You can have it. It may help, it may not help but whatever it is – you better pull yourself together or I will beat you together! Got it?"
I chuckled lightly, ruffling my younger self's hair. "Thanks for the jump, midget."
As a huge white light engulfed me once again, the last thing I heard was her yelling "I'm just a late bloomer!".
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I found myself in the middle of the burgundy room once again with now the candelabra with a purple light on the third stick. The sapphire ring she gave me glistened under the dim lighting as the amethyst door locked me out again. Next to the wilderness dressed version of myself, the noble version leaned against the wall with her arms fallen before letting out a small "hn" in response. My bloodied youngest version of myself whimpered slightly only to earn a whack on the head from the noble version of myself.
"Quit your damn whining, it won't get you anywhere," clearly expressing her annoyance with the youngest version of myself. "Nobody's going to hear us anyway!"
Argh, what kind of sorcery is this anyway!
My whole head felt like it was splitting apart and as if I've been on the receiving end of Gajeel's punches. The hell it may look okay to me but fuck does it hurt to be on the receiving end! Anyhow, as the purple door slowly chipped and cracked away – the orange door unlocked its hinges and swung slightly ajar. My eyes blinked several times from the blinding light while the other three versions of me glanced at the door for a few moments, causing me to wheel around towards them.
"Do you guys know what's in the doors," I raised an eyebrow skeptically.
The noble version of myself shrugged nonchalantly, smirking in anticipation. "C'est la vie. I don't really give a damn. But I'd definitely would like to know how we became so screwed up."
I chuckled lightly before walking through the door, squinting to avoid the blinding light.
To think I thought you would be used to the Regulus' light...
Hey, you wanna try this for yourself? Wait a minute, how can you talk to me telepathically when we're in the same world?
I'm still a fucking part of you. You're about to see what happened and...
And what?
...
"Fuck you, Maegara," I seethed angrily while walking through until a crisp sound of splashing echoed in the air. "The hell was that...?"
I found myself running through a medieval stone hallway. Torches dimly lit the hallways with an orange glow as the crisp sounds echoed louder and louder. An angry roar bellowed as the crisp sound continued to crack wildly. I darted and skidded down the hallway until I heard something metal clank and clunk. Time stilled for a moment as I stood hearing slightly loud banging against metal until someone suddenly emerged from the shadows. My eyes blinked several times as I found a tall man with a cloak.
"Why the fuck does he have the Dreyar vibe," I blinked several times until I jumped behind the wall, praying hard like my ass depended on it.
Damn, that was too close! Now to begin, Mission Impossible 5: get past big and gruffy to find out what's on the other side and then get out!
A few seconds later, the footsteps faded away in the distance as I managed to peek out a bit. God, I felt like years of my life were shaved off me! The dude could have come at me and completely kicked my ass! I'm not even sure if my powers work! Besides, who the hell keeps a medieval torture chamber nowadays? Honestly, I'm not too into the medieval torture chambers but if this was part of my memories then it better be bloody important for it to be one of the seven doors. Although it was kinda stupid to wonder but, if I was an amnesiac – why didn't anyone just clobber me in the head? Don't people usually get frying pans and knock people on the head for a good amnesiac remedy?
How stupid are you? That only works in the movies.
Oh now you talk to me. What is this place?
Use your eyes for once and you'll see soon enough.
The hell, why are you so cryptic?
...
Searching through a dimly lit hallway isn't that easy especially when the lights flickered like anything and people patrolled the hallway. Drops of water coming from the plumbing dripped onto my nose as rats started crawling, causing me to suddenly jump away. I swear, Maegara's so gonna get this when I get the hell outta here! I could almost imagine hearing her hooting laughter in my head and she'll be rolling herself sick with all this corn. Come to think of it, she hasn't been speaking much ever since I entered the room.
Boss for all you know, this is where Maegara has her sick fantasies.
I know her better than that. She has a soft side too you know.
Yeah right and she's nosy too! She explores dreams and knows when you're dreaming about him.
...Oh damn.
Arguing with my conscience for a few moments, I managed to sneak in when I found a spherical cage lying at the corner. I saw myself sitting there once again but in different set of clothes. Instead of my usual hoodie and cargoes, she curled up while fingering her black latex suit. I couldn't even see her eyes while I checked my hair for a moment before comparing it to hers. Her brown hair cascaded far past mine and reached her ankles as her skin remained completely pale and revealing whipping marks. Damn, I'm the twisted version of Rapunzel!
Boss, this seems so...
Yeah, this feels nostalgic. It's like déjà vu all over again.
I lifted my feet carefully before closing in on the cage, ignoring the drops of water and the stench of blood. "Hey, can you hear me?"
Instead of the usual "yes" or "no", the girl just suddenly started psychotically laughing at me. Her eyes stared back at me with a twinkling star pattern but instead of only the left side – both of them started whirling with speed. I jumped back immediately while putting up my fists in case she were to lunge at me but her eyes stared dully at me. Her fingers wrapped around the bars as she started hissing venomously while both her eyes from white became completely bloodshot.
"M-Maegara," I blinked several times before staring at her incredulously. "Th-this is your dungeon? What kind of fucked up playground is this?"
"What's the problem," she sneered while tightening her grips on the cage bars. "Ivan Dreyar wanted you to mock me or something? Nice try, I'm not exactly the receptive type to that kind of shit."
I pondered for a moment, stroking my chin.
Ivan... that name sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before?
"It's Thunder Boy's dad, you dobe," she chuckled darkly at me, staring deep into my own eyes. "By the way, welcome to my dungeon. You saw Iolanthe's right?"
I nodded numbly as she gestured behind me with a mocking snort. "Iolanthe basically is the template for everything. She's the second to the eldest. Among us personalities, you're the youngest."
I blinked several times, staring at her completely slack-jawed. "How am I the youngest? I practically maintain most of the memories!"
"I'm not an autobiography of your life, you idiot," Maegara snarled darkly before resuming lotus position, raising her eyebrows at me questioningly. "So tell me, what brings you to this place of your mind?"
I steeled my expression, checking if anyone was coming. "I'm looking for fragments of my memory, Maegara. I need to know who I am."
Maegara remained silent for a moment before gesturing me to sit down. "Well, don't ask me. I don't know much. I only awakened to you recently, remember?"
I nodded slowly, remembering the time that Loke's blood made its way to my tongue. "You practically nearly killed Loke!"
"The kitten could have easily beat the hell out of you though," Maegara shrugged uncaringly, waving her hand dismissively. "If, he didn't have any attachment to you. Now, you managed to see the first three doors right?"
"Yeah, your point," I raised an eyebrow at her, not understanding where this was going.
Maegara sighed in frustration, leaning closer against the caged walls. "You idiot, how slow are you? What can you conclude? You had a screwed up childhood because Mr. I'm-so-awesome-when-I'm-topless buried you under the waterfall and left you to die. Then, hunters murdered the entire pack of wolves that raised you and you were suddenly brought back to society and raised to be a noble. So, what do you make of that?"
I remained completely silent as I sat in front of her. All I saw was how I became to be but that wouldn't explain the other three doors. Maegara met me in the fourth door so I'm guessing this is the present or somewhat near to it. The thing is – what does that contribute to me? It makes no bloody sense!
Unless...
"Katherine Dumas," Maegara chuckled darkly, rolling the cage around. "Doesn't really exist. Well, not yet anyway."
My body shuddered as my head began to spin. "W-wait, what do you mean?"
"Haven't you always wondered why something was missing," Maegara fired a question, checking outside. "Haven't you ever wondered why Natsu hates us so much? Then again, why don't you just hide around here and wait for big and scruffy to come back for me?"
Hearing footsteps in the distance, the man that Maegara described as Ivan Dreyar walked in. Unlike Laxus and the old man, he stood tall with a head full of black hair with some fluffy beard while wearing some knotted piece of cloth. His cloak trailed behind him as his eyes gazed mockingly at Maegara.
"So, are you ready, Katherine? Among all my wizards," he crouched down while mockingly tracing her face. "You are my most powerful. To be honest, I bet if Makarov knew of your existence he'd try to recruit you to Fairytail."
What the hell is he doing?
Boss, he's just touching your face!
I don't care, lemme at him!
It took all my conscience's restraint to keep me from jumping Ivan and gouging his eyeballs out. However, Maegara snapped her teeth at him while sniggering darkly.
"You little whore," Ivan hissed at his bleeding knuckles, shaking his hand to alleviate the pain. "I should have left you to die but then again – your parents sent you to me for a little disciplining. You've been raised by mongrels for too long!"
Maegara lunged angrily, slamming her body against the metal cage. "Fuck you! You know nothing about family!"
With a sound punch, the cage slammed against the wall with Maegara tumbling around in it. I winced slightly as I prepared to launch myself at Ivan only to be signalled by her to hold back and wait. I bit my lower lip in aggravation as Ivan folded his arms in amusement. He advanced towards the fallen cage as he stepped on it, preventing it from rolling away.
"Now it seems that I have your attention," he sneered darkly, rolling the spherical cage a bit. "As the grandmaster of Raventail, you MUST obey every word I say! You love the scent of blood don't you? What if I asked you to kill a few people from Fairytail for me? What should your response be?"
Maegara smirked darkly with a psychotic grin, cracking her knuckles. "Medium or well done?"
"Especially that Heartphilia girl," Ivan scowled darkly while rolling the spherical cage away. "I hear she's with Fairytail's Salamander. Not only that, she seems to be the one holding everyone together. If we were to kill her, everything should break no? After that, the old bag should die after. Without a guild master, they are nothing but a bunch of fairies in the dirt!"
"Like they always say," Maegara folded her arms with a determined sneer, narrowing her eyes observantly. "To get rid of the stench, get rid of the source."
My eyes widened at the realization; no wonder pinky could recognize me! The name "Raventail" also sounded familiar; Laxus and the old man mentioned that Ivan was so bloody obsessed with the guild that he named his own guild after it. What the hell, why's everyone I've come across it so fucked up like hell? Ivan looks like he needs a claymore to chop that whole beard of his! Soon, he opened my cage before flinging Maegara onto the ground.
"Now get up and do your work," Ivan declared as Maegara stood up slowly with a rebellious snarl.
"Screw you, I'm not going to murder anyone for your damn obsession," Maegara lunged at him with her... or our claws extended out with a blade.
With a swift kick, Ivan sent Maegara to the wall while having his Shikigami hold her up. "You will obey me, you abomination!"
I winced at every kick and blow thrown against her body as she didn't even flinch or yelp. A huge masochistic grin appeared on her face as she threw one of the Shikigami aside and threw a punch at Ivan. The whack job guild master just stood there until she froze completely and started spazzing out on the ground. My eyes widened with astonishment; how the hell did he easily subdue Maegara just like that? I can't even get her to give me back my body when I want control! The worst part is he didn't even bat a freakin' eyelash or budge an inch!
"Now do you know the extent of my power, Dumas," he hissed while holding Maegara by her hair, flinging her onto the ground once again. "I will make you to do whatever you must do!"
Before I can do anything, a huge white light suddenly appearing as static sounds echoed throughout the area. I stood up to yell but...
"The fuck," I mouthed while staring at Maegara as she grinned at me. "Maegara, you...!"
The moment the white light completely engulfed me, I could barely see my own body as a voice sounded off in my mind.
Don't worry, that retard has nothing on me!
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Loke's P.O.V.
God, this ice coffin makes Gray eligible to be the undertaker!
I struggled and kicked around in the coffin but it refused to break. I twitched for a few moments as I found Gray curled up against Katherine's body. No, he's curled up against my Katherine's body! He's lucky I'm in this coffin and that he's one of my good friends or I would have blasted him over and over! But this is Katherine – a girl we both love and only one guy can have her! I mean, it's not as if she's into threesomes! The hell would that be? That'd be defying logic and messing up with our intimate moments! Not that we have any but I'd like to hope we'd have some!
Loke, you do realize that you're the zodiac spirit Leo right?
Duh, that was stupid. I mentally kicked myself as a smirk curved up my lips causing me to concentrate my magic energy into my hands. With one hard smash, the ice coffin cracked open like an egg. I dusted the ice off my suit as I loosened my frozen neck and joints.
Oh yeah, you are so genius, Loke.
Walking to the bed, I found Gray sleeping quietly next to Katherine. Fair enough, her body was curled up against his also. I had half the mind to kick him out of the bed and blame Natsu for it but then again, I had a better idea. With one swift sweep of my arms, I lifted Katherine off the bed while wrapping her body with blankets. Gray didn't even bat an eyelash! Ha, I am GENIUS! Boy, wait until he finds out what I have in store for him.
I managed to sneak out the door and much to my luck, Juvia started walking towards me.
"Juvia, just the person I was looking for," it was hard repressing the smirk I had on my lips, thinking of the plan I had for the ice wizard. "You see, Gray kind of exhausted himself to sleep and he might need someone to take care of him. Would you mind?"
"Of course not," Juvia immediately stood up straight, preparing to run off. "Juvia will make sure Gray-sama will be alright!"
Watching her run off immediately, I snickered lightly as Katherine's breathing somewhat returned back to normal. Although, I'm not quite sure what Juvia would do to the poor guy. I just hope she doesn't rape him or anything. I know we're friends but all is fair in love and war. He even called her by her nickname. Her nickname's Kevyn, huh? It suits her more than the elegant Katherine. I mean, if someone were to associate something with her then I'm sure "Kevyn" would be the more convenient name to use. She's not the type to sit around the fireplace and dust the cinders and neither is she the type to go making friends with every forest animal possible. It's no surprise that Erza and her get along together; powerful, discipline and short temper. Not to mention they have a thing for cheesecake...
"Loke," Natsu suddenly ran towards me, finding Katherine in my arms. "Uh, where are you taking her?"
"I was going to transfer her to Lucy's house since she's better off with the homey surrounding there," I lied smoothly, managing to maintain my composure. Damn, I'm getting good at this.
"You're lying," Natsu pointed out, sniffing me a few times. "Your scent says so."
Damn Natsu and his enhanced smell!
"Hey, what are you doing," a loud shout came from the hallway, revealing Polyrusca. "I didn't tell you to move her body!"
Oh crap, she's gonna beat us with Broom-Fu! Zodiac Spirit or not, that broom is painful when she uses it!
"Sorry Natsu," I swung open the window, preparing to leap down. "I gotta go!"
As I jumped down, I heard Polyrusca's enraged cries yelling after me. While I darted away from Fairytail, I headed over to Lucy's house. Not that Fairytail was good enough but, if she stays any longer – Gray's going to be making his moves and that's the last thing I want. Her smile directed at him, her tears caused by a beautiful thing Gray may have achieved – no! He already has Juvia following him after like a cocker spaniel puppy; let me at least tame this lion. Comparing the women of Fairytail wasn't easy or even making associations with them. Erza's a dragon; she will definitely destroy you if you piss her off. Ironically, she's the very thing that slays them though. Levy's a sparrow; she's sweet and the shy type. Mirajane's a wolf in sheep's clothing. She looks so damn sweet but being on the receiving end of her Devil Soul – are you nuts? People die when they fight her! Bisca is definitely an eagle; her sharp eyesight says so.
But, Katherine...
Katherine may look like a vicious unknown animal on the outside but she's actually a powerful lion. She won't back down; she'll defy anyone to the very end if it opposes her sense of virtue. Her honey brown eyes gleam with that kind of defiance and strength that is willing to make herself a martyr for her own ideals. She carries the world on her shoulders no matter how badly she is treated and doesn't even whine. That is pride and...
That is why I love her.
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Yeah, this is kind of more focused on Katherine in her mind. I know, it's a cheesy line but I couldn't find any other way to strike some impact. Sorry for the late update! Guys, if you find any mistakes in the former chapters – please notify me right away! Also, please don't forget to review!