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Andrew looked up at Gwen, "Now you'll never see your precious little Grant. I told you you'd regret the day you chose him over me." He collapsed to the ground, seemingly dead. Gwen burst in to tears forgeting the wound in her leg

Gwen tried to stand up and put to much weight on her wounded leg causing her to cry out in pain and fall back to the ground.
"Thanks," She said, tears still rolling down her cheeks as she leaned on him for support.
She looked down at Andrew and thought that she could have prevented it at the very beginning, but then she never would have realized the she really loved Grant. She looked up at Rife, then back down at Andrew. Finding that he had disappeared, she gasped.

"What?" Patrik said then stopped "What happened to him?" it was clearly evident that Patrik was pissed
"That's not supposed to happen," Gwen said lamely, and a little chocked.

Emmy's tatto's glowed and she said "Follow him,"
"What?" Liv asked
"Patrik, he just Jumpd. You can follow him,"
"Jumped," Gwen asked stepping forward the wincing at the pain. She would have fallen again without Rife's support.

((I gtg I start highchool tomorrow!!! I'll ttyt!!))
((Have fun!))
"How can he do that, he's not a Lyr," She said a little wary of what the reply might be.
"How can he do that, he's not a Lyr," She said a little wary of what the reply might be.

Rose had wrapped a vine around Lilly's mouth, "Did you know him?" she asked softly then yelped a Lilly burnt her vine.
Lilly stuck her tounge out as Rose rubbed the palm of her hand.

Emmy looked at them all then said "He works with the shadows,"
"Or is one,"

"He tryied to kill us first." Rose mentioned.
"True. It looked like suicide." Lilly said thoughtfully "No one thought two 4 year olds could do it."
"But, but," Gwen stuttered still looking at the place where Andrew had been. "He never seemeed like one of you."
"How can you be half shadow," she asked.
"That might explain why I never met his parents," She said grimly
"And now I'm thinking it's probably good that I didn't," She said
((sorry I have to go so soon, but I'm meeting Janette Rallison tomorrow!!))
((sorry I have to go so soon, but I'm meeting Janette Rallison tomorrow!!))

"Yeah" She said walking over to him.
"Liv Patrik can check you okay?"
"Yeah."
((thats wicked cool! Have fun!))
((It was a ton of fun, she is so awesome, and I learned a ton))
"Would someone also take a look at me leg." She was starting to feel woozy from the loss of blood
"Would someone also take a look at me leg." She was starting to feel woozy from the loss of blood

"Yeah hang on" Rife said kneeling as Emmy walked up behind him.
Emmy looked at his back she tapped his shoulder "Take off your shirt so I can see this better,"
"Okay," He said taking off his shirt "I just need your knife,"
"Ok," Emmy said handing it to him.
Rife looked up at Gwen "I'm terribbly sorry, but your jeans won't make it," he cut the bottom part of the leg off.
"And these were my favorite's," She said lightly wincing a little.

"But I have no clue as to what to do about this. Hey Patrik!" Rife called over to him
"What?" He replied not looking up from Liv's chest wound.
"When your done can you take a look at this?"
"Yeah hang on,"
Gwens vision started blurring, "Rife," she said. "I'm going to faint." And she did.

"Patrik wash the bolld off my shirt,"
Patrik did so and then Rife put his wet shirt over Gwens leg. Trying to stop the rapid flow of blood.
Even though Gwen was unconsious she could sense what was going on around her. Pursueders have heightened senses.
Gwen watched the scene that had just occured over and over again in her mind, trying to puzzle it out. She tried to wake up, but was just pushed back into deeper unconsiousness
The scene in her mind changed. She was in her fathers office and he was talking to someone she couldn't see. He stoped talking and turned toward her. "Ah, my daughter you're finally here. I wondered how long it would take you to learn this skill." Gwen stared at him.
"I'm not you're daughter anymore, you lost the right to call me that a long time ago."
"I'm not you're daughter anymore, you lost the right to call me that a long time ago."

"Yeah it feels like it," Patrik said
"I can get it,"
Rife concentrated on removing the bullet. It slid out and landed in his hand.
"All good. Patrik go to town with the healing,"
"Ok Emmy don't leave yet. You might need to sear it closed."
Thats what happened Patrik healed it and Emmy finished it off. Rife picked Gwen up and walked over to the truck and layed her in the bed.
"Don't be like this Gwendalynn," He said coming over to her. "Come home and help me. I can teach you things My mother will never teach you." He put his hand on her shoulder.
Gwen shrank away from his touch. "I don't want to learn them." She turned away from him.
"Maybe you just need a little pursueding," He said a glint in his eyes. "Grant!"
Gwen shrank away from his touch. "I don't want to learn them." She turned away from him.
"Maybe you just need a little pursueding," He said a glint in his eyes. "Grant!"

Gwen spun back toward her father. "What!" Grant emerged from the shadows. "Gwen, what he's doing is a good thing for us, for everyone." He took both of her hands in his. "Grant, you don't know what you're saying," Tears started running down her cheeks. "But I do, Gwen, I know." She yanked her hands from his. "What have you done to him!" She was facing her father now.
((I know, why do my fingers always write what my mind says and not my heart!!))
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