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Rain12- I guess.

Ruthi has been through much during her eleven (soon to be twelve) years, especially these last few months. Cryptids, mercenaries, psychics, she saw it all. Nothing, however, could prepare her for the heartbreak she faced. Drew called it an emotional relapse. The phantom Skylar said it was her heart reliving the painful memories. Ruthi didn't care; she just wanted it to stop. And Doyle knew who could help.

"Girl, if that boy hates ya, he's trippen'. Ya got more spunk in a pinky then most girls have in their whole body!" Kayter said, walking a blindfolded Ruthi to an unknown destination. "Where are we going?" Ruthi asked, as much as she loved Kayter; sometimes the street girl drove her nuts. "Oh, y'all see when we get there."

Ruthi couldn't help but gasp when the blindfold was removed. She was in what looked like the mess hall of some camp, but with a lot of changes. First of all, there was a nice blue carpet covering the ground. The ceiling was painted with murals of various scenes. Ruthi saw a corner where she and Kayter filled Brat-tanie's locker with green dye. On the walls were four posters, each with a different girl. Ruthi saw a black-haired red-eyed beautiful ninja girl with dozens of daggers, knifes, any bladed item that could be used as a weapon and the symbol of xXx on all of them, not to mention her shirt and tattooed on her skin in various places. In the background was the words Blade Edge. Next to her picture was one of a young brunette with cat ears, paws, whiskers and a tail wearing a light yellow sundress. In her furry little paws was a baton, while her background had Kat written on it. On the wall opposite of Ruthi was another one. That one had a muscular African American girl with four arms and green braided hair down to her waist. The name on that one was Playa Hayter. On the far wall was another, this time of a teenage girl in silvery robes, with short curly brown hair, dragon wings, a scepter, and a crown. The title of that one was Queen Ryoa. And Blade Edge, Kat, Playa Hayter (A.k.a. Kayter) and Queen Ryoa were right in front of her.

Or at least, the ones the painting was of were there. Blade Edge was a normal fourteen-year-old girl. The hair was the same, but the eyes were blue, not red. Instead of ninja garb, she was wearing a black T-shirt with that strange xXx on it, jeans with the xXx's on the knees, worn out sneakers and black finger less gloves with the Xs on them. She was leaning against the wall casually playing with a pocketknife. Kat was actually a few years older then her painting counterpart, around ten. All the cat parts were gone, but other than that they were exactly the same. She was getting her overalls dirty with paint while working with it. Kayter looked as Kayter always did (look in chapter 8 if you forgot.) Queen Ryoa also looked similar to her portrait. She didn't have her crown, robes, wings, or scepter but other then that, the only difference was that the real one had glasses. She was just sitting in a chair reading a book Kayter whistled, alerting the three girls to the other two. All three looked up from whatever they were doing to see Ruthi. Kat held up what she was working on, a sign that said, in big spidery letters "WELCOME TO THE SISTERHOOD"

Ruthi made a face similar to a fish. "Well, you're not in yet." Kayter said, "First you gotta do something." Ruthi looked at her for a second "What's going on here?" Ruthi asked. Blade Edge or the girls who she looked like said "I got this one," before walking over to Ruthi and put her arm over Ruthi's shoulder "See, one day, the four misfits of this town had a crazy idea. What if we turned the old mess hall from some abandoned camp into a HQ for weirdoes? Well, they did it, and the Sisterhood of Outcasts was born! We want you to join, my names Straight Edge, by the way." Straight Edge pointed to the other three "Queenie is Rowan, it was all her idea, the itty bitty kitty's named Ally, Ally the cat as I like to call her. And you know Playa Hayter Kayter. So, you in?" Ruthi nodded "I'm in."

"So," Kayter asked "what's up with you an' Skylar. Ya went from loven' to haten' in zero flat!" Ruthi sighed "I think he's gotten himself mixed in with some bad guys. He's not acting like himself, he changed his name to Aura, and it's like he's a totally new person. A worse one." Ruthi had to stop before she started crying. Straight Edge held her a tissue, which she excepted. "It happens to the best of us." The straight edge punk said (Being straight edge is a form of punk that doesn't do drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, excreta) Ruthi sniffed "That's not all. I know he's not the guy I met that day, that Skylar possibly doesn't exist, but even though my logical, genius brain tells me that he's gone…" "Your rebellious, troublemaker heart tells you otherwise." Rowan said in a matter-of-fact tone

"Yeah that's it exactly, and I don't know which to listen to." Ruthi's voice filled Weird World, via a bug planted on her boot by Aura when she hugged him. "I love him, his true self, not the one I see know." Argost cackled evilly "Did you hear that, dear boy, she loves you. How sweet." Aura looked at the listening device and reached out his hand.

Ruthi happily whistled. Every thing was finally looking up for her. She has friends, she finally she got a certain psycho psychic off her mind and it's hard to be sad at a carnival. The phantom Skylar appeared from nowhere with a look of concern on his face. "Follow me." The apparition said before running off. Ruthi followed the ghostly form, dropping her cotton candy along the way. The site she saw when she got there was surprising.

"Aura!" Ruthi yelled angrily, before noticing the state he was in. He was leaning against a tree as if it was the only thing keeping him up. He collapsed right into Ruthi's arms and whispered "Call the Saturdays."

Cliffie