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CRASH!

THUMP!

A young policeman was sent flying through a door of a jewelry store into an alley with a bag of jewels on his chest.

"You got the door. How sweet!" A girl about 20 remarked as she picked up the bag, and walked down the alley way into the streets of New York.

The girl had long black hair in a bun with strands in her pure white face. She had blue jeans, with black combat boots. Her short sleeved black shirt was over a long sleeved red shirt. She held a dark brown staff with a red jewel that matched her shirt, and blood red butterfly wings.

"Wait for me!" A voice said as her 15 year old companion, and sister struggled to keep up, due to a most likely hurt leg.

"Sorry Chris," Alex said, waiting for her little sister, who jogged slightly.

Christina, or Chris, had long brown hair that matched her brown eyes. Her short sleeved black shirt was over a long pink one with a dark pink butterfly that matched her butterfly wings perfectly. Her light blue jeans and black boots completed her look.

"Let's go home," Alex said as they strolled through a portal Alex made.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE MOVED!?" Sara shrieked at a poor 20 year old who was most likely studying before going deaf.

"She picked up her crap, got out of the lair, and took the crap somewhere else!" The girl explained impatiently, apparently not in the mood.

"Can you tell me where she moved too?" Sara demanded.

"Yes," The girl said.

Silence.

"Well?" Sara asked.

"Well what?" The girl asked.

"ARE YOU GONNA TELL ME OR WHAT!?!?!" Sara shouted.

"NO! NOT UNTILL YOU LEARN SOME MANNERS, AND SPEAK TO ME LIKE A HUMAN BEING!" The girl screamed back and slammed the door.

Sara screamed loudly, but the door stayed shut. Finally, she kicked it, and decided that she'll ask Dad.

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Jazz and Dani had come to visit Danny the next day.

"You feeling better?" Jazz asked, putting her hand on his forehead.

"Better than yesterday," Danny admitted.

"That's good. I was-"Jazz said but was cut of by her cell phone.

"It's DJ," Jazz said, before putting it to her ear.

"Who?" Danny whispered to Dani confused.

"Her boyfriend. She met him yesterday after your accident. I met him, and he can't be a ghost because my ghost sense never went off," Dani whispered back.

Danny narrowed his eyes slightly. Ghost, or not, he did like the sound of Jazz dating someone he didn't know.

"Have you ever seen him before? Before yesterday, I mean," Danny asked quietly.

"No, but he might have moved here recently, or is just visiting a family member. It is almost summer," Dani reminded him.

Danny had to admit that Dani's theories were most likely the reason.

Jazz hung up a minute later, and then was released from the hospital.

On the ride home, Danny began questioning Jazz about DJ.

"His name is DJ Nailcm. He moved here from California because he's going to enroll in a college here. He's my age, 18 years old." Jazz said, turning right. (AN Jazz turned 18 over the time between the first, and second ff)

Danny remained silent for the rest of the way home. For some reason, Nailcm sounded somewhat familiar.

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"Dad, where does Alexandra live?" Sara asked.

Walker typed in some stuff, and waited a minute.

"She lives next door to your school," Walker said, and Sara dashed out, and ran towards her school.

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KNOCK KNOCK!

Chris heard the knocks, and quickly picked up the jewels she was looking through, and stuffed them in a bag, which she kicked under the couch.

Chris opened the door, and tried to act like nothing happened.

"Hey. Do you need something?" Chris asked.

"Is Alexandra here?" Sara asked.

"Yeah, I'll get her," Chris said as she went to Alex's room.

"What do you want?" Alex said unfriendly, knowing that Sara's father was the warden.

"I need you to help bring someone down," Sara said.

"What's in it for me? I don't work for free ya know," Alex said, leaning her shoulder against the side of the door, as not to crush her wings.

"Well, what do you want?" Sara asked.

"Diamonds, jewels, gold. In other words, big, shiny, and sparkly expensive stuff," Alex said.