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"A-a home?" Angelina repeated softly it had been a long time since she has a place she could call her home. But he was right her kind had always been loners. The idea of a family made her feel a bit uneasy. But she couldn't possibly be thinking of staying around for long could she? No, she was here to help Cole then she would go, assuming she wasn't dead by that time. "A home... A shelter, yes that would be nice." She told him. "What is it that you need me to do? Whatever it is I'll do it." She have him a small smile to show she was on his side.

Angelina stepped back as he touched her face and looked down at the ground, she was uncomfortable with anyone touching her at all. It was weird when people felt the need to touch someone else. She was holding her hands in front of her and gripped them tighter as she waited for a response.

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Unsure what to do now Angelina started to follow Russel but into the hanger but hesitated at the door. She let her hand rest against the door but she couldn't bring herself to open it. Thought the door she could hear Cole telling his story and felt an eminence wave of sympathy for Cole, she didn't know what she could do to help though. Maybe if she could set up a fight but make sure Cole would win, maybe that would help. But how could she do that. Unless... She offered to help Martian but worked as a double agent and try to help Cole at the same time. But why would he trust a dirty little face stealer like herself?

Angelina turned around and ran back to the forest, the same place she went last night. She was going to help Cole but he wouldn't know it, neither would Martian. "I am here to help you. You where right and I am willing to help. So Martian if you can hear me how yourself." She called out into the trees. She didn't really know what she was going to do next but she knew why she was doing it. Time and time again every time she had gotten close to someone they had been taken a way from her. It was like she somehow attracted trouble wherever she went. More then one of her closest friends died in her arms and she couldn't do anything about it. Cole at a chance to avenge his family, and she was going to help him with it since she hadn't had a chance to avenge anyone that was hurt or killed while with her. It was the reason she was alone now. She couldn't stand to make friends with anyone else in fear that they would leave her or die again. She had made a decision, she was no longer afraid of dieing, there was nothing left for her in this world, nothing to make her happy anymore. So here she stood, in the middle of the woods yelling at the top of her lungs at a werewolf like a crazy person.

Angelina jumped then slowly opened her eyes to see the bright red eyes of Cole. "I-I just wanted to get some sleep she stammered in answer to his first question. Just by looking at the eyes of this person she knew he was another werewolf, possibly the Cole person Martian talked about. It looked like this guy was ready to rip her limb from limb, she had to watch what she said. "I-I don't know where he is. He approached me in the woods last night trying to get me to help him. But I refused and he disappeared into the trees." She slowly loosened her now very tight grip on the pendent and took it off from around her neck. "H-he said to give you this and tell you, s-she..." Angelina was unable to finish the sentence she was too scared of both both of them to say anything to get herself in trouble. Humans she was not scared of at all, but supernatural like herself was a whole other story since she had never had to deal with them before.

"Me? Just some guy that wanted to find out what sort of a place a former friend of mine dumped her poor little sister. Us as a whole? A group of keyblade wielders sent to protect this town from the heartless and nobody." Azurite answered Caleb as he took out a nobody followed by two heartless. It seemed like no matter how many they killed more just kept showing up.
Louvel wasn't going to talk to anyone during the battle, he was here to complete his mission then head back. He didn't like having to leave his sister even though he knew the king could be trusted. Louvel jumped up and came straight down on a heartless causing a gust of wind to throw other heartless back and some to become unstable for a second giving him time to attack them without having to worry about them attacking him back.
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Meanwhile, locked in the room by herself, Sapphire had fallen asleep. Her face was red and tear stained from crying earlier and with her energy not fully restored from earlier she had found herself quite tired. There was nothing she could do now but sleep. The room was empty, she was locked in. She had lost both her weapons during the battle earlier. She was hopeless unless she used the darkness which she thought would be no use to her at the moment. She would occasionally turn in her sleep but for the most part was still. No one to look at her now would think she dangerous. More like an innocent 12 year old trapped in a 16 year olds body. And after all she had been through some doctors might say that too.


"Impossible." The King said. "No one should be able to find this place." He continued. The King had no reason to assume anyone was in the building, he had to choose whether or not to trust this young girl who had just arrived. "Be on your guard. They have to come through here to get to her so we will stop them here if your suspicions are correct." The king told Annabelle. "Besides that room is locked with a spell once in you can't get out, if this person happens to make it in there she will be trapped, unable to escape unless I free them." The king assured.

It was early morning before Angelina found her way back into town. She was still holding the pendent in her hand as she began to walk around town. She had thought it a good idea to change into another form once in town but she had been up all night and was too exhausted to even think about finding someone to change into that she could use without it being too suspicious. Right now she simply needed to find a spot that she was hidden from both human and supernatural to rest, meaning not the forest.

After walking for a bit Angelina came across an old hanger which she assumed would be abandoned. She decided it best not to enter though, just in case. Besides it was a nice warm morning, a nap outside could do her some good even though she was unable to hide her natural form at this point. Angelina rounded to the rear of the building and sat down against the wall. "Man I am beat." She said to herself as she laid herself down on the ground. She only then realized the Pendent was still in hand. Having no pockets to put it in Angelina thought the safest place for it was around her neck. She wasn't comfortable putting a bloody object around her neck but what else could she do with it? She couldn't throw it away could she? No it wouldn't be a good idea. If Martian found it she might be in big trouble and if this Cole guy found it, who knows what would happen. For now it stayed with her, around her neck.

Finally Angelina made herself comfortable on the ground, curled up with her back pressed against the hanger. One hand was under her head while her other hand was gripping the pendent. Angelina's long red hair fell across her face, but she didn't mind. She closed her eyes and let herself drift to the realm of dreams, so she could get some much needed sleep.

So,my dad wants to go to the earlier showing if man if steel so I will be home closer to nine.. Wait up for me? It sucks cause we can't call when...

"W-what kind of monster are you?" Angelina called out after Martian. She held the necklace up by it's string examining it closely. The blood stains in it scared her. Why would she want to help a guy like this? In what world did he think she would ever want to help him. She glanced around the forest ready to leave but remembered she was lost. Nothing to do now but walk and hope she doesn't run into anyone else. But being out all night in her current form it probably wasn't a good idea to go back into town like that, it only left her with one choice, her natural form. Something she always tried to avoid using, but her hands where tied here. She closed her eyes as she turned back into her natural for, a sixteen year old girl. She started walking looking for a way out

I have no idea when the last time the Canucks won the cup was but I know I was still young when the Oilers did last. When I was 10 or 11 they made it to game 7 of the finals and put up a decent fight for it. I think 2010 was also when the Canucks made it to the finals and where beat out, which sucks but it was still a fun year.

Karinas mind was filled with the sound of the Violin. Laughter filled her mind as thoughts and images of her and her brother playing flashed before her. But now wasn't the time to be distracted by this, and she knew it but not even the blast she took was able to shake her out of this state. Standing still looking at the instruments she mumbled. "C-can I actually fight this?"

Angelina was taken back by his request. "Y-you want me to help you kill someone else." In her head her voice was shaky and a little scared, but out loud the raspyness of cops voice hid it quite well. "Why would I do that? I don't need your rewards I already have ways to get what I want." She retorted. She took a couple steps back but with Martian circling her she could only go so far. Her hand started to reach down for her gun but stopped remembering the threat from before.

Ah sweet good for you guys. It has been so long since either of the teams I root for have got the Stanley cup. Close one year, got to game 7 and that was a lot of fun cause half the town was downtown watching the game but no cup that year

I caught the beginning of the game tonight, didn't stick around long enough to see how it ended. I don't care who wins cause I do not care for either of the teams that are in the Stanley cup finals this year

Maybe stick with Beucefilous or Beuce

beautufulicious .

Angelina looked up at the werewolf in front of her. Her hands shook as she lifted up the gun. Was the stories true, werewolves could heal themselves? She best not take a chance. Angelina disengaged the gun and put its safety back on before putting it back in its holster. Angelina scoffed at the notion of the forest being too dangerous. "I can take care of myself thank you very much." It was only then she really thought about what he was saying. How would he know she was a shape shifter. "How do you know that I am a shape shifter?" She asked before putting the claw back in the bag then into her pocket. "And no he doesn't why does it matter to you?" She added on studying the werewolf. This was her first encounter with one and was unsure how exactly she was suppose to go about it.

Angelina made her way through the woods, going further and further away from the town so she wouldn't be seen. Once she was far enough in she began looking for the claw marks she had seen the night before. It was getting dark by the time she found the first set and she was pretty sure she was lost. But that didn't matter now, she had found what she wanted. She had a feeling she would be pulling an all nighter, she doubted she would be able to get away with the same trick as the night before, and she was lost so she probably wouldn't make it back to town in time for any sleep. So she would spend her entire night here, investigating.

She pulled out the claw from the evidence bag and ran it along a scratch mark. They definitely matched. Whatever had lost that claw was the same creature who made these marks in the trees. And these same creatures she suspected to be of the supernatural realm. Most likely werewolves. But if there where werewolves here she would have to be careful as the moon was coming up and she knew of legends of werewolves. And at night in the woods didn't seem like a safe idea, but she wasn't going to run. She pulled a gun out of her holster on her side and made sure it was loaded, just in case. She held the gun in one hand and was examining the claw which she held in her other hand.

No bad Amaury. Stop blaming other people. Jeez.

then don't say ect.

YOU BETTER BE SORRY

then type everything instead of just saying ect.

And NO ONE GETS TO COMFORT MY BOYFRIEND BUT ME!!!