I see a dragon/unicorn cat fight

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be possible if not for my best friend and repulsive (E/N not!) sidekick Hayden "Hayhay"
Liao. She is my editor and also puts funny lines in so thank you
soooooooooo much! On to total randomness from a sleep deprived 13 year
old. Cheers!

KENDRA POV

Now I've walked into the kitchen to find surprises that I liked and
disliked, but I've never been more surprised or disturbed in my life
,and since it's my life that's saying something.

"Hey Kendra, "Gavin said with a sad
look in his bright green eyes "I missed you too"

he turned to Bracken
his eyes hardening, a sneer forming on his lips, "I don't know you do
I?"

Bracken stiffened "No, but let's cut to the chase, who the heck are
you?"

"I'm Navorog "Bracken tensed "or Gavin Rose, your choice." or the
biggest heart breaking, traitorous, demon prince, jerk ever to walk the
earth. I mentally seethed (A/N I HAVE WANTED TO SAY THAT SINCE HE ATE
DOUGAN:D)

Bracken looked down at me,

"wow, what did he do to you?"

Gavin's
beautiful face looked confused. Grandpa must have noticed it too
because he actually cared enough to explain.

"Bracken is a unicorn that
can read minds by touching a person. He will find out if you're really
on our side and if what you say is true."

Gavin nodded "fair
enough"

But when he looked at Bracken still holding me a look of murder
came across his face.

"I'll tell my story again to you both."

"Wait I
stopped him and glared at my family and friends."

"what
do you mean again why did you guys not wait for us?"

Vanessa smiled oh
so innocently, "I went up there to get you but you, uh, were busy doing
something else"

She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and Elise and Mara
tittered. I felt myself blush; Bracken squeezed me tighter and
smiled. Gavin cleared his throat,

"You might to sit down Kendra."

Bracken sat and pulled me onto his lap. (A/N: IS IT JUST ME OR IS
BRACKEN SUDDENLY BEING VERY FORWARD AROUND GAVIN. I SMELL JEALOUSY IN
THE AIR. OH LOOK BLUEBERRY PIE!)

"I was dead Gavin/Navorog," stated
bluntly,

"When Mr. Lich, who survived by the way, necromanced me back to
life. I know that even a powerful necromancer like him should have ugly
zombie instead of this hunky body."

He flashed a cocky grin then went
serious. "But he had helped from the father of necromancy himself...my
father. His name is Tow Kwan and used to be -"

Bracken cut in, "-the most
powerful and revered dragon and demon king of all time. Yeah, I know
even my mother couldn't defeat him." Gavin glared at Bracken for
interrupting him then continued himself.

"Yes every wizard at that time
combined their power and cast him into a ring so that the only way to
open it was to combine the 12 talismans. The talismans would return him
to full power. Sadly if anyone was to put on the ring they would be
possessed by my father's spirit." I gasped as I understood.

"Don't tell me
someone has been possessed." Gavin gave me a slow sexy grin that made me
tingle under his gaze.

"Still as sharp as ever I see. But that is only
some of it. You see Scott and Marla Sorenson are not your parents." My
mind went numb. I said the only thing that came to my mind,

"Well they
never did look like me and Seth." the room busted out laughing, so I
said expectantly,

"Who are my real parents?" Gavin sighed,

"No one knows
who your mother is but we found your father. His name is John Logan but
his friends at Xavier's institute for gifted youngsters call him
Wolverine."

"Hey I exclaimed I've heard of that place." everyone
nodded. About a six months ago mutants had been exposed and two months
ago defeated Apocalypse right after we defeated the demons. No one in
our family were mutant haters. Ha. we had abilities to so we couldn't
talk jack.(A/N:OKAY FOR YOU WEIRDOS OUT THERE MUTANTS ARE EATHER
GENETICLY INHANCED IN A LAB OR THEIR DORMANT X GENE IN NOT AS DORMANT
AS COULD BE TRIGGERED THROUGH POLLUTION OR
HEREDITY)

"Your father, "Gavin continued, "is a teacher at the
institute. His dear friend Professor Xavier's body has been inhabited by
my father because he put the ring on.

The end for now

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