Chapter five: Homeward Bound.
Aro wasn't going to like this. Aro wasn't going to like this in the slightest. Not only was this pest able to give us the slip, but they had done it countless times now; even I - the usual calm one - was getting irritated by it. Demetri and Felix had returned twice, empty handed, to which they were sent right back out there. Jane had made an attempt to leave with them also, but I had managed to convince her to stay. She was in no mood to be on the job. If these annoyances were as talented as we believed, Aro would want them alive... For now. Sending Jane out like this would quite frankly be their death sentence straight away. Oh no, I had to think realistically about this here. I had to keep Jane right where I could keep an eye on her, even if that meant in the same room as the woman I loved - whom was still sitting awkwardly on the chair, twiddling her thumbs together, while my sister sat emotionlessly glaring in front of her.
Renesmee had tried making small talk every now and then, but had only received a glare in return. Little things like 'so, how're you?' and 'nice weather, huh?' It was cute that she was trying with Jane, and god did I love her for it, but Jane wasn't, and had never been, the type for small talk. Eventually, however, Jane snapped.
"I can't stand this waiting around!" She cried, shooting up from her stone sitting posture.
I glanced up from the seat I had taken on the other sofa; seeing as Renesmee had now sprawled herself across the chair so there was no hope in hell I could sit on the arm rest. Renesmee seemed to jump, but was quick to compose herself.
Jane looked at me, her eyes alive with rage. "I want to go home!"
"As do I sister, but we have a job to do..."
"Then why are we just sitting here? We could be out there, finding them, killing them, already! Lets go and finish this. Then we can go home to Aro."
I had a small feeling Jane was feeling a little home sick. Not that I could blame her. I did miss the Volterra city walls, and the calm streets. Verona was alive during the day. Noise, pollution, crime... Which reminds me, Felix and Demetri better be sticking to the shadows. We all know how reckless Felix can be when he's on a job, one that is infuriating us all. But I needn't worry. Demetri would keep him in line...
"I kinda agree," Renesmee piped up, swinging her legs around to sit up properly. Jane shot her a questioning look, then returned her eyes to me as if she hadn't said anything.
"By all do respect, Jane... You are in no fit state to be on a miss-"
"Do not tell me what I am, and am not fit to do, Alec."
"All I am insinuating sister, is that the small... whatever it was, that happened to us has shaken you up. And that is perfectly understandable... Perhaps we should just let Felix and Demetri continue their search, and if they find anything... Then we go."
"It is wasting time!" Jane screeched, which I noticed Renesmee flinched at.
"Alec... Jane's right. We should go help them." Renesmee spoke a little louder than before. I sighed mentally. I really couldn't be doing with this...
"Give me one good reason as to why we should." I stated blandly.
"Because we are on the sixth day away, Alec. You see that;" she stalked over to the window, pulling back the drape and allowing the sunlight in. I heard Renesmee's heart flutter the moment the rays touched my skin, but I ignored it. Jane let the drape fall, allowing the darkness to creep back. "We have less than twenty four hours before Aro wants us back. How do you think he will respond if we turn back empty handed!"
Jane did have a point. Damnit. I usually always took pride in when my sister was correct, but this time - when she was using it against me - I wished I could outwit her, somehow. But alas, there was no good reason besides the fact I didn't want to go. Suppressing a large sigh, I slowly let my head nod.
"Good. Lets go then." Jane noted, a single nod given while she crossed the room to the door.
I rose to go with her, but Renesmee's quick jump to her feet stopped me.
"Where do you think you're going?" I queried, eyebrows narrowed.
"Uhm... With you guys?"
"Oh no. You're staying right here, where I know you'll be safe." I placed my hands onto her shoulders, guiding her back down so she was sitting. Renesmee gave me a glare, and god almighty was it hot. Her bottom lip pursed out, giving a small pout, while her eyes shouted rage and annoyance.
"But I could help."
"Staying here would be helping."
"I mean I want to really help, Alec. Please.."
"Re-"
"Let the half-breed come, Alec. Her whining is getting on my nerves." Jane called from the doorway, clear by her voice she was getting annoyed by waiting. Was it disagree with everything Alec said day? It freaking seemed like it. Renesmee gave a large toothy smile, jumped back up, kissed my cheek and skipped off to the door. I was left to glare at the wall, with my cheek burning from where her lips had touched. Looked like the witch twins duo, was now turning into a trio. Lord, kill me now.
—xXx—
"The right side of the city?" Jane questioned, her eyes narrowed. Felix shook his head.
"Left?" Again, he shook his head.
"We've checked the whole city, there is no sign whatsoever. It is as if they've just vanished..." Felix went on to explain.
"Where is Demetri?" I piped up, head tilting to the side. Beside me, Renesmee was standing, rather closely. Listening to our conversation. Thankfully, she wasn't saying a word. I believed she was merely too scared to say a word. Considering we were talking of finding this/these pests and killing them. Felix had returned with evidence it was not the Romanian's. He had made a phone call to Natalia to see if she could find their last activity was. They were still in Romania, doing whatever it was they did best. Plotting against us still, probably. So this... This wasn't them. Sadly. I'd have taken great pleasure in ripping each of them to pieces.
"He believed to have caught something. He told me to come report to you, while he investigated. He's going to come find us once he is sa-"
"Jane. Alec.."
All our heads snapped round to meet Demetri, skidding to a stop; a small flicker of light reflecting off his left cheek. "You have to come... Now."
My hand instantly snapped onto Renesmee's, and we were off; following the invisible trail Demetri had found. Please be culprit! Please let it be them dead, and let us return home.
We rushed through allies, hiding in the shadows. And when we came to a large wall, to which we had to rush over and proceed over rooftops, I pulled Renesmee onto my back. Sure, she was fast on her own account, and could probably climb it herself - but she wasn't as fast as us. This way, I had her close to me, and keeping up. We continued over rooftop after rooftop until it was gone. Nothing left but tree's. We were leaving the city. Back in the direction we had come. Back to Volterra? That was odd. I would have been certain we were following our first trail here if it wasn't for the quick turn Demetri took to the right..
And then the tree's edge came, revealing a large clearing; surrounded by tree's. Almost a circle. But the large scenery wasn't what caught my attention. It was the countless tents, the burnt out campfire, and the blood...
Renesmee jumped down, and took a few steps forward. Her eyes were wide as she looked as the scene before us. Death. Death everywhere. Every turn, every small flicker. Bodies scattered across the floor. Eyes wide and lifeless. In all my years, I had never seen such maniacal killing. Such carelessness. A whole gathering just gone. Why there was this amount of human's here, I wasn't sure.
"Nick!" Renesmee then screamed, flinging her body forward and running towards a body. I was quick to respond, but she was already on the body. Her hands pulling at it, so the lifeless corpse was leaning against her. She cradled him, her arms tightly wound around him.
"No, no, no... Don't be dead... Please don't be dead..." She whispered, hugging in to him tightly.
"Reny..." I soothed, falling to my knees beside her and resting a hand onto her shoulder.
"He's not dead... He can't be dead. Double G going to die if he's dead.."
Gary? My eyebrows furrowed. "Double G?"
"This is his boyfriend!"
I wanted to correct her. And if she wasn't hurting right now, and if I didn't love her, I might have. This boy wasn't 'is' his boyfriend anymore. He was his boyfriend. The boys throat was ripped out, his eyes were grey and lifeless. His shaggy blonde hair was matted, and from what I could see; there was a large dent in the back of his head. Not only did he suffocate on his own blood, but he had his brains smashed in.
"He went away on holiday the week before me. Touring the world with his friends... Gary couldn't come... Oh, Gary!" Renesmee wailed, clutching tighter onto the boy.
"Camping trip." Demetri mused to Felix, who nodded. Jane was doing a head count, her eyes dark and angered.
I felt sorry for Reny. I truly did, and her gay friend I hadn't met, but never the less, we had this problem to fix now. To somehow hide all these bodies - from what I could count, it was at least seventeen - and just let the media place it as a 'missing person's' report.
"I think we should burn them..." Felix mused, casting a glance around the blood stained campsite. "Perhaps even make a few tears here and there... Make it seem like a tragic animal attack."
I nodded to his scenario, to which Demetri and Felix set on to rounding up the bodies. Pulling them into a large pile; Jane walked around; ripping into the tents and making it seem like claw marks. I felt useless, because usually I would be helping. But I couldn't move. For the moment Demetri came to take Nick from Renesmee's clutches, she moved onto me. Her hands, her face, her clothes were all stained in blood, but she clung to me. Tightly pulling herself closer to me while she cried into my shoulder. I rocked her, trying my best to comfort her the best I could. My hands stroked at her hair, gentle whispers into her ear... But nothing seemed to be working.
The only sound that came from the area was the gentle crackling from the large burning fire, and the sobs of my angel. It was eerie, however. And not because we had stumbled onto a massacre. Everything seemed... Off. The answer to that, however, came rather quickly.
In the shadows furthest away from us, a shadow appeared. A boy. He was average built, tall, and covered in blood. His eyes were lifeless and red. His lips were hard and thin in a line. It was like looking at myself... Of the emotionless dick I had once been. He had no remorse whatsoever in his eyes. Nothing as to what he had done. There was no way I doubted he had done this. Hell, he was redhanded. Literally. Slowly, I pulled away from Renesmee, rising to my feet and taking a stance in front of her. Protecting her. Felix and Demetri were quick to my side also, as was Jane. Creating a protective barrier to Renesmee.
"You took your time in finding me..." The boy sneered.
"We might have found you earlier if you hadn't been hiding your scent." Felix interjected.
"That was my mate... I invaded your mind, and played things over."
"And where is your mate?" Jane replied, calm, but it was clear in her voice just how much she was holding back.
"Dead."
This was an act of anguish? Of sorrow at the fact he had lost the one he loved? I could understand that to some extent, but then again... That didn't explain why he had been taunting us for a while. For quite some time, actually.
"She hated your coven... She hated you." His eyes glared at me in particular. "She wanted you to suffer... The rules you set, killed her coven... Killed everything she had."
"They must have broken the law." I snapped, teeth gritted.
"You killed her father... Ripped him to pieces. You and that peerless leader of yours. He had done nothing! A single tiny human had seen him, and ran crying wolf. It was harmless!"
"It is against the law for any human to know of our existence without the intention of being turned!" I hissed back.
"That is no excuse! She spent years, hundreds of years, waiting for revenge... Waiting to get back at you... At you all! Then she found me... And we were happy. But she was still so obsessed with you all... And then you fell in love. You let your guard down, but with that, we let ours down..."
"How... How did she die?" Renesmee whispered, peering over my shoulder; tears still tainting her cheeks.
The males eyes flared at her, which instantly caused me to growl. To my surprise, so did Felix and Demetri. Jane's hand took mine, to somehow calm me. It didn't work, of course.
"A nomad had been watching us, knew we were breaking the stupid laws you had set. They saw that we were aiming everything at you. Hiding ourselves from you, but not them. So... She killed her. A stupid nomad!" He hissed.
"And so, you killed all these innocents?" Jane replied.
"I needed to lure you to me. To end you all, or die trying."
"You, a lone, pathetic newborn, against us?" Jane smiled, her eyebrow kinking.
The boy didn't say anything. To this, the interrogation was over. Jane let out a small sigh, and nodded her head. Felix and Demetri were at his sides within an instant; pushing him to the floor, both arms held out. He was unable to move. He wasn't even trying to fight back.
Jane casually stalked forward, her hand fell to the boys chin; forcing him to look up at her.
"Such a pretty thing..." She taunted, and he sneered. Within that moment, his head was removed; and he was in pieces. The purple fumed remains of the body was all that remained. Ash drifted around the air, polluting the area even more; tainting the burning flesh scent that was still lingering.
Jane turned from the flames, and looked to me. His eyes softened, and her lips curved.
"Now... We can go home."
—xXx—
A mere few hours earlier.
It had been twenty four hours since he had woken. He hadn't ate, and he was hungry. He was tired, and restless and ready. He looked to her with such adoration and affection, because she had given him what he had wanted. He would get what he wanted, and in return, she would get his. He was willing to do anything she asked, because of that. That's why he had been so willing. Because no matter what, he would die.
"You know your purpose..."
The bright red eyed boy nodded, his lips in a thin line.
"Tell me what it is..."
"To make them believe I am the trouble maker..."
"And then what?"
"Let them kill me..."
"And what will happen?"
"I'll be with my parents again... I'll be with my little sister..."
Lily's lips curved into a smile, her hand moving to caress the boys marble like, pale cheek.
"Good... You remember the story?"
The boy nodded, his lips twisted into a smile.
"We will be there... Watching you. You have nothing to fear, Zach... Do you fear death?"
Zach shook his head, leaning into her touch more. "I can't wait for it."
"That's a good boy..." She smiled, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss onto his forehead.
"Thank you..."
"Go... Fed at the camp, and stay until they come. We will be right there..."
The boy was out and out of the small room within an instant. Lily knew he would not make a detour on feeding, despite being a vampire for one day. His head was set around doing this right. There was nothing more than being with his family again he wanted more. Not even blood.
Lily turned her eyes to Delilah, Scott and Mary, all standing there watching her. Mary gave a small smile, Delilah glanced away and Scott put his arm around them both. The protective big brother, just like she had wanted. He was learning, bless him.
"Now what?" Scott asked.
"Now, we let them have the ball. Everything is going to plan, big brother... Have I given you any reason to disbelieve my plans?"
Scott shook his head, giving an apologetic smile.
"Now, we must shop for some formal attire. We're off to Volterra..."
—xXx—
I hated airports. I hated all things to do with airports. The countless ques, the never ending cancellations, or delays. The irritating human's on their cellular phones trying to predict what time they would arrive, and whom they were going to meet up with. Right now, I was stuck sitting in a waiting room, human's all around just staring at us. Not that I could blame them. We did look rather odd. All dressed in clad black, robes, bright red eyes, pale perfect skin, emotionless and stone like. The only normal one among us would be Renesmee, whom was sitting beside me, sipping on some water. She was still shaking, and her clothes were still drenched in blood. Felix was at the counter, talking to some female; whom was blushing. Demetri was pacing back and forth, but eventually sat down beside Renesmee. Thank god, his pacing was also beginning to get on my nerves. Jane... Well, Jane was being Jane. She was sitting beside me, eyes closed, hands folded on her lap. She looked rather... Doll like.
Eventually, curiosity got the better of a human. It was a group of mid-teens, all dressed in travel gear, bags at their side, camera's around their neck, passports in their hands. The one who spoke, I figured, was the one who had been unlucky enough to been nominated to speak to us. Nervous looking, and shakily, he leant forward and cleared his throat.
"S'cuse me." He spoke in a thick English accent. My eyes flicked to him for a small second, before returning back to the pillar I had been watching. Picking in small cracks in the paint.
He glanced to his friends, who nudged him to continue. "Is there a reason why you're dressed like that?"
"Does that have anything to do with you?" Jane replied, to my surprise. My lips curved involuntary.
"Well, no... But y'know. You don't see this kinda thing every day."
"Mm." Jane mused, not opening her eyes in the slightest.
"We're going to a party." Renesmee sighed, taking the leap of faith. "Halloween based fancy dressed. These guys are my killers, and I'l the victim." She held her hands out shakily, indicating to the blood. I could hear the sadness in her voice; the fact she was stating this was fake blood, when in fact it was one of her friends.
"Ah." The boy replied, giving a nod. "You look epic, by the way. So realistic. Especially the eyes. How'd you get it like that?"
"Contacts." Demetri gave the obvious answer, his tone implying that this male was an idiot. Which, to us, he really was.
"Cool, cool. I'm Dante..."
"Dante..." Renesmee replied, lips pursing in the slightest. "Dante... Smith?"
The boys eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown. "Yeah... How d'you know?"
"Oh my god. You're related to Shannon!"
Renesmee jumped up, a large smile crossing her features.
"Wait a minute... You're Nessie?"
My teeth gritted.
"The very same!"
All I could do was watch in disbelief as Renesmee and this male hugged, exchanging pleasantries and stories as to why they were both stranded in Verona airport. From what I could make out of this boy's story, was his plane had been redirected to Verona, and he was waiting for the next one out to Volterra. As soon as I heard that, I knew why.
"Yeah, Shannon got this invitation to your birthday. She asked me to come, seeing as I'm moving to Italy. I'm meeting my buddy in Volterra, since he got an invite too." Dante went on to explain.
"Oh, you're moving here?"
"Yeah... London just isn't cutting it for me anymore."
"You've got the accent though." Renesmee laughed, poking him in the chest.
"Good thing, huh? I use it to charm the ladies..." He winked playfully at my girlfriend.
"Oh, I can see that. It must work all the time, hmm?" She winked back. I was on my feet in that instant, by her side in half that time. I cleared my throat, catching Renesmee's attention straight away. Dante, however, let his eyes linger across Renesmee a little longer than what I liked, before he looked at me.
"Oh, yeah... Dante, this is-"
"Her boyfriend. Alec."
Dante's eyes cast across me for a second; his lips pursing before finally realizing he didn't stand a chance, I presumed. He held out a hand, and nodded his head - offering a polite smile. "Dante Smith. Pleasure."
"Pleasure's all mine." I quipped back in a somewhat toneless voice.
"So, who are these guys?" Renesmee changed the subject quickly. I glanced over my shoulder to Jane; who rolled her eyes at me. Clearly she found my little 'boyfriend' stance humorously pathetic. She didn't understand, however. This boy was giving my girl the glance over. Was I supposed to sit back and let it happen? Over my freaking dead body.
"Just some people going to Volterra to tour." He shrugged, and then went on to introduce them. It was as if Renesmee had forgotten I was there. Too busy meeting and greeting new people. So, to keep some of the dignity I still had, I moved back to the seat beside Jane and crossed my arms over my chest, resting back and glaring ahead of me.
"Stop brooding, brother. You'll get wrinkles." Jane smirked. I cast her a glance, to notice she was smiling to herself in a sadistic way. Bitch.
—xXx—
Turns out, I had nothing to be jealous over, not that I was jealous at all. What did I have to be jealous over, anyway? The boy was just looking at her. That was all. He was in a five-year-relationship, and she too was moving to Italy with him. Nothing to be jealous over. Jane, however, took great pleasure in trying to make me jealous. But after I heard the little explanation that he was practically married to this girl, Janes attempts were futile. I could finally relax. Felix had made a little 'vampire obsesser' and explained that his 'costume' was amazing. So, he was out of my hair. Demetri was reading 'Gone with the Wind' quietly and Renesmee was talking with her new human friends; seemingly forgetting she was drenched in her gay friends boyfriends blood. God, that was confusing, wasn't it?
The pest was dead, all because his mate had died; thanks to some nomad who took action against rule breakers. This nomad had done the Volturi a great solitude, and if we had any clue as to whom they might be, we would have taken her to Aro to be thanked. It was due to her respect for our rules that we were now free from trouble yet again. Time to finally indulge myself in the fact Renesmee was back in my presence. Though, I couldn't help but shake the statement Aro had said to me just before leaving for this mission.
"No need to worry, my boy. I don't wish to force this life on them. Merely give them all the option. They wish to keep the child happy, and if her only way of being happy is with you... Then they'd be obligated in letting her be here with her one true love." The last few words, he let them roll from his tongue as if he were mocking me. I believed he was, without a doubt.
"With all do respect, Aro.. They wouldn't allow her to be here with us without them." I stated, and his eyes sparked.
"Exactly."
Aro didn't want them all. He merely wanted Alice and Edward, for they were the most gifted. Jasper was talented too, but what use was pathokinesis to the Volturi? Why the hell would we care what the others felt? We wouldn't, and we didn't. Besides, Chelsea's gift was like that; only vastly more powerful to our needs. The other Cullen's? Well, they had nothing. The big brute, Emmett, he was strong yes. I'll give him that - but so was Felix. And his mate, the blonde pretty one. Again, all she would be useful for is luring people in with her looks. Once again, no where near as talented as Heidi, whose gift was physical attraction for Christ sake. What use would any of them, besides Alice and Edward - and now Bella, due to her shield; but I doubt Chelsea would be able to tie her to us, so again; she wouldn't be much use either - be to the Volturi? None. It just didn't make sense. The answer that came to my mind was one I was truly hoping wasn't true.
"Final call for flight 718 to Volterra Italy now calling. Gate 17."
"That's us." Dante bellowed, standing up and pulling his back onto his back. I rolled my eyes, also standing and placing a hand out for my sister. She took it, and gracefully stood up, let go of my hand and brushed down her dress. I could tell she too wasn't thrilled to be travelling by air either, but with Renesmee now here, we couldn't run back; since Renesmee would get tired. And with Jane's patience already being thin, I don't think Renesmee's need for sleep would help. As requested from Aro, we always carried some sort of identification. A passport, nonetheless. Felix had rounded up money for the flight, though I really didn't care as to how he had gotten it. Robbed a bank, stole from someone's bag... I didn't care. All I cared about, was getting home; and spending my time making it up to Renesmee for being gone so long. I had a lot of making up to do in mind. Some, that would require to be locked away in a bedchamber for a few days. My stomach clenched with desire at the mere thought. Demetri had walked on ahead with Jane at his side, the book held under his arm. Felix was once again talking to the girl at the counter, producing his ticket and passport. She was blushing. Well, wasn't he being the ladies man today? Jane was second, then Demetri - both said nothing to the girl, and rather coldly gave her their identification and ticket, Dante and his group of morons were after that; all filtering through with the hype of traveling. Renesmee had found my side, her hand idly taking hold of mine and pulling me towards the counter.
"Hello," the girl grinned. "Passport?"
Renesmee produced hers, as did I. She looked at them both, then glanced up towards us both and nodded. "Volterra's a lovely city, huh?"
"So I've heard." Renesmee grinned. "First time there. My boyfriend lives there." Her head fell to rest onto my shoulder, gazing up at me with her eyes. Oh, those eyes...
I couldn't help the smile forming on my lips. "You live in Volterra? So safe there, hm?"
"Indeed..."
"St. Marcus day is always my favorite time of year."
Oh, I wanted to laugh. "As is it mine."
"Tickets?"
We produced them, and she marked them off on her computer. Sliding the tickets back into the passports, she pushed them back towards us. "Have a safe flight."
"I'm sure that's up to the pilot. If he decides to crash... It's hardly in our hands." I retaliated, a cunning smile. She gazed at me with confusion, and somewhat disbelief. "But we'll have a nice flight... Hopefully."
Just as I was finishing my sentence, Renesmee was pulling me through the door, leading onto the walkway to the plane. "Did you have to do that?"
"Do what?" I smirked.
"Make her feel like a jackass?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"You're such a-"
"Jerk. I know. You've told me that countless times in the past."
Renesmee tried to glare at me while we walked, but the smile I was giving her ended up being an infectious one. She let out a small giggle and moved onto her tiptoes; her lips pressing to mine for the shortest, but sweetest moments. "I love you."
"And I you. Forever,"
"And always." She giggled, squeezing my hand tightly. "Come on, lets get to our seats! I call the window one!"
—xXx—
By the time we were seated, and getting ready to take off, Renesmee was fidgeting. Double checking her seatbelt, biting at her nails, glancing out the window and then to me, and re-doing it all over again. If I didn't know any better, I'd presume that she was afraid of flying. But there was something else, and I had a feeling I knew what it was. Tomorrow was her birthday, which meant everyone in her family would either be in Volterra already, or arriving. I'd put my money on the first. Merely because, I don't believe they would wish to be spending their daughter and nieces birth date travelling. I certainly wouldn't. Idly, I placed my hand onto hers, which was picking at the arm rest. She seemed to relax somewhat instantly. She cast her eyes to me, and let out a breath.
"Relax... Everything will be alright."
"But my dad..."
I smiled at her innocent worrying. "Renesmee... The last I saw of your father, besides the clearing when I left, was when he told me your dress colors, so I could match. They didn't come after you when you ran off to Verona, did they?"
She shook her head.
"Then do you truly think they are still angered by our union?"
"They're not happy about it..." She mused.
"And I don't expect them to be. But I believe that they have accepted it, to some degree."
Renesmee let out a small nod, a sigh to release all the pressure, and a smile. She sank back into the chair, and scooted so her head was resting against my shoulder. "You're right."
"When am I never right?"
"When you thought I wanted Nathan."
"But you did." I chuckled, moving my arm around her and pulling her closer.
"I know... But it was nothing."
"Nothing compared to this..." I continued her words, letting out my own sigh of happiness. What I did to deserve this, I'll never understand. But I wouldn't question a good thing. After all, that's what mo-
"And I'm sure Jacob will come around soon, too."
My eyebrows furrowed into a frown of confusion. Jacob? What the hell did that mutt have anything to do with us?
"Jacob?"
"Mhm... He's coming to Volterra too. Him and the pack. It being my birthday and all. We tried to tell them not too, but you know what Jacob's like. Wouldn't take no for an answer."
Oh, fucking, joy!
A/N:
Hello world! I'm back! Miss me much?
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