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Lash helped Ivy clean her minimal wounds, as she explained the incident to Layla and the others, save Warren. Lash had called Layla immediately after he ran from the fight, and when Ivy had returned in her Absolute form, the five supers had been waiting and pacing in Lash's living room. The cat retreated to Ivy's room and she emerged bloody in a bathrobe a few minutes later.
Ivy sat on a chair and Lash cleaned off the dried blood. "Dylan Cane was a boy I had gone to school with since I moved to Louisiana. From the very first day in his class, he watched me. After over a year of watching my every move, he asked me out. I said no at first, but he begged and I couldn't turn him away again. We went out on one lame eighth-grade date, and I knew from the very beginning that it wasn't right, but he wouldn't let it go. Every time he tried to touch me, I yanked back for obvious reasons, but to him that just meant that I wasn't ready to be physical yet. I eventually told him to leave me alone completely. He did for a little while, but when my mom died he went back to watching me. He tried to explain that we were the same now, because his parents died when he was a baby. I still didn't want him, and after a few weeks of sulking and moping, he found some weird Gothic chick to hang around with him.
"At a party the three of us were at, I got really -- um --" She paused. "Well, I couldn't control my powers, and my Absolute took over, and practically mauled the girl. She didn't die, but she was disfigured enough that even reconstructive surgery wouldn't be able to restore her face to it's original structure." Her face paled and her eyes dropped the floor. She couldn't bear to see her friends faces while she told her story. "Dylan refused to let it go after that. For weeks afterward he insisted that I had done it out of jealousy. I refused to acknowledge that I even knew what he was talking about, acting like he was crazy saying that I turned into a giant white cat. But he was convinced of what he'd seen. Now I know why." She took a deep breath.
"After that incident I knew I couldn't risk that kind of loss of control again, so I enrolled myself in a rehab program and cleaned up. After the program ended, I stopped speaking. I couldn't accept what I'd done to that girl, and when my uncle fought with Evelyn over custody, I wrote the court a letter asking to be allowed to stay with my uncle so I could get away from the Super world, and try to move on with my life. The court never mentioned it to either guardian, on behalf of my request, and I could never have the heart to tell my aunt that I didn't want to live with her and go to a Super School." Everyone was silent, and Ivy stood to leave. "I'm so sorry that I dragged you all into this. I didn't know it was Dylan."
"That wouldn't have made a difference. He's still trying to kill you." Lash stood and went to the kitchen.
"He isn't trying to kill me. He could have killed me easily tonight, but he didn't. He chose to stalk and torment me. Injure. Torture. Hurt others to get to me. He wasn't trying to kill me." She stood then, and her hair faded to a deep red that was almost black. Her eyes folded inside themselves to her black irises and split red pupils. "The killing comes later." She walked down the hallway and closed the door behind her.
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