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Devi/Nick POV

Telepathy/ flashback

I DON'T OWN JONAS OR HONOR SOCIETY OR EVANESCENCE, BUT I DO OWN THE BOSS AND DEVI!!!

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She lapsed into a thoughtful silence and sat on one of the beds in the room. I walked over to the window, and looked out sat the dark outline of the city. I was so lost in my thoughts of my brothers that I didn't hear Devi walk next to me. She grabbed my hand, and we stood like that, reflecting about our past, and fearing our future.

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DEVI'S POV

I brushed some of Nick's hair out of his eyes, feeling oddly protective of him. It was happening to him, just as it happened to me. The gold was taking away one week of his life, and in one more day, he would wake up, and be able to change his appearance so much, that even his family wouldn't recognize him. My hand covered his cold one, and I watched his unmoving form. I would have thought him dead, if it weren't for the steady rise and fall of his chest. I heard the Boss enter the room, and I turned and faced him.

He motioned to me, without words, to follow him. I glared at him, but did it nonetheless. Once we were out of mine and Nick's shared room, the Boss just leaned towards me, and examined my eyes. I blinked once. He grabbed and looked at my calloused fingers, and nodded approvingly.

"Alright, I need you to play a song for me on the piano and guitar. Singing will be required as well." I narrowed my eyes. I had seen this coming for awhile now, and expected it. I walked over to the piano and closed my eyes.

When I opened them, I saw the last happy night I spent with my family. I saw the beach, then sunset, and felt Nick's lips against mine and the cold surf caress my feet. I looked down at the piano and played what I felt, my fingers dancing elegantly across the keys. I opened my mouth, and sang (My Immortal by Evanescence):

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

I didn't feel like finishing the song, so I stopped and moved onto the guitar. I imagined Nick's sleeping form, his smile, his voice when he sang, and his beautiful brown orbs. (Goodnight my Love by Honor Society)

It's been quite a long year
Like we're being tested
To face all our fears
Finally your mind will get some rest
And you'll feel much better
When you're laying on my chest
I'll keep you right by my side
I feel you breathing
Close your tired eyes

Goodnight my love
I feel you drifting
Goodbye my best friend
This ain't no kind of living
Goodnight my love
And I'll hold you one more time
Until tomorrow

Again, I felt no need to finish the song. I looked at the Boss. He was looking at me like I was some kind of priceless jewel, an object to be used. My fingers twitched into a fist, and I wanted to hit him into next week. I wanted to scream at him that I am a person, not an object that can be possessed. But even one wrong word could end Macy's life. I hung my head, in sadness and defeat. I hate this.

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KEVINS'S POV

Ugh, what a horrendous week. Still no sign of Nick, though his face is all over the news. Macy is hiding in her room, not talking to anyone, and Joe, well, I think he blames himself still. I haven't seen him smile, or heard him crack one joke all week. I used to think his pranks were a bit on the annoying side, but now, I would live through, or pay anything, to have him joke again. It was like the thing that made him Joe died when Nick left.

I was still the same. Don't judge me know, I am super worried about Nick, but I accepted he wouldn't want us to be sad, and his note said just that. I was also being strong for the whole family, because someone needed to be strong and mature. Who ever thought it would be me?

My phone rang, and I answered it.

"Yellow?"

"Really Kevin? Yellow?" Stella's voice asked. But I just smiled and shrugged. "Never mind. Anyway, I was looking at the pictures the police sent of us the night of the exchange, a month and a week ago, and you will never guess what I found."

"Um, an otter playing the trumpet?" Joe walked over, and was listening to Stella's conversation. I switched it onto speaker.

"No, I wish. But actually, it's not what I found, but what I didn't." Stella waited for answer, but all she got was silence. Then Joe put his hand over his mouth.

"The Boss wasn't there, was he?" Joe's voice was quiet and filled with shock.

"That's impossible, Joe. He was shot in the back of the head by his evil sister, who turned out to not be evil."

"Um, Kevin? For once, Joe is right. I even called the police station, and they told me they only found a black face mask, no body." Stella's voice was quiet calm, considering the dead were walking again.

"And Nick thought our zombie theory was dumb." I stated which earned me a light slap on the back of my head.

"That must mean that the Boss tracked down Nick and Devi, and somehow got them to write those letters and leave!" For the first time in a week, I saw the light return in Joe's eyes.

"My thoughts exactly. I have to go and tell Macy. Bye guys." She hung up. I turned to Joe, who was shredding random bits of paper to express his anger. I sighed and took to poor piece of paper out of his lethal hands.

"Joe, stop. We need a plan. The first step is making sure our theory is right." I inspected the ruined paper in my hands. "JOSEPH!!! YOU SHREDDED MY MATH HOMEWORK!"

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NICK'S POV

I opened my eyes to a pounding headache. I realized I was lying on my bed, with no memory of last week. I groaned when I figured out why. I breathed deeply, calming my anger and fear of the Boss, and I heard Devi's sweet voice flow through the thin walls, and into my ears. I closed my eyes, and listened. I felt my headache leave and a sense of peace came over me. I loved it when she sang.

A minute after she stopped, I sat up just as the door opened. Devi entered, saw me awake, and a large smile grew on her face, and I felt one grow on mine. She ran towards me, jumped onto the bed, and wrapped me in a large hug, which I enthusiastically responded to.

The door opened again and the Boss entered. Devi pulled back and glared at him. I put my hand on hers, and glared as well. He just laughed.

"Well, now that Sleeping Beauty is awake, the first step in my plan can begin! Devi, I need you to teach him how to change his looks. We can't have Nick Lucas running around anymore. You need to change too. When you both are finished, I have new clothes for you both in the closet. Wear them and model for me. You have to be two completely new people." He walked out and turned on the lights, still laughing icicles.

I felt Devi tense, like she was going to run at the door and attack. I rubbed her back in circular motions, like Kevin did to me when I was tense, scared, or sad. She calmed and relaxed after a few moments.

Ok, changing your appearance is really easy. Just think about what you want to change, and how it will look. Easy as pie.

She demonstrated by straightening and lengthening her hair. I nodded. I thought about my eyes and the color purple. Devi laughed.

What?

Purple eyes? Really? Try a manly human color, like grey. I smirked, but changed the color anyway.

Hmm, I like your brown better, but it will do. Now, I will take my clothes, and be in the bathroom. Knock on the door when you figured out your new face.

She left the room, and I walked over to the mirror.

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DEVI'S POV

I was starring at myself in the mirror. How do I tackle this? I sighed and put on the clothes the Boss got me. I starred, shocked at myself. My shirt was dark grey and skin tight, my skirt was super short and made of black leather. I was wearing ripped striped dark grey and black leggings. Around my neck was a long silver chain, and a bit above my stomach rested a skull. I was wearing old and beat up red Converse. My earrings matched my necklace, except they were red, like my shoes.

Ok, pale skin would compliment this. My skin lightened a shade. Hmm, I wonder…

Hey, can you come back? I have no ideas. I smirked at his self-consciousness, and laughed slightly at my new reflection. Iwonder how he will react.

Sure, be there in a second. I left the bathroom and was at his door, knocking, in fewer than 30. He opened it, and I walked in and turned. His mouth was open slightly as he starred wide eyed at my clothes, my waist long gold hair, and my light brown eyes. I twirled, showing off me petite frame.

What? Can't a girl have fun with her looks?

It doesn't fit the outfit. And I like the real you better.

Then close your mouth before you catch some flies.

He did so, causing me to shake my head and my unfamiliar long hair to swish around. I looked him up and down, thinking of ideas.

Like me, he wore torn clothes. He had a dark blue tank top on that had a rip on the side, and covering the shirt was a black leather jacket with little spikes on the shoulders. His pants were tight and black, and I tried not to stare at them for longer than 10 seconds, and failed.

"Ok, the dark colors would be best with paler skin, darker hair, and starling eye colors. Those are the easy parts. After that, we have to change our silhouette to match our hair style, skin and eyes."

He nodded and put on his trademark thoughtful expression. I sat on his bed, in front of the mirror, and got to work.

It took two hours, but when we were finished, we were new people on the outside. We both starred into the floor to ceiling length mirror, and for the first time in our short lives, we truly hated what we saw.

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Koutai: Ok, the chapters are starting to get longer as I am getting a better hold on them and life. Until next update!