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âWould you rather my sister? Sheâs an actual Angel, no murder on her plate.âÂ
"You tell me pretty boy. Can she help me more than you?"
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âWould you rather my sister? Sheâs an actual Angel, no murder on her plate.âÂ
"You tell me pretty boy. Can she help me more than you?"
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âA doppelganger is a double of someone else. Iâm a doppelganger, sheâs a doppelganger, and then thereâs another that looks exactly like us. Our blood is laced with our ancestor, whom we look like in order to.. you know.. be a doppelganger. The blood of a Petrova doppelganger is used to make hybrids. Half werewolf, half vampire. Thing is, they have to kill the doppelganger during the ritual or it doesnât work and all the hybrids that were to be created die. So, I was thinking that when she gets this child out of the way, Iâm going to rip her heart out. Problem is the angel. He wouldnât let me touch her.â Katherine scoffed.Â
Well now the word was being thrown around more than a tennis ball at a match. Skylar's head had begun to swim at the mention of doppleganger and all the lore that apparently came with it. Not one to openly show her confusion though, she simply stared a moment, trying to understand.
"So you're telling me... That having Beth around... Creates a potential of werewolf-vampire hybrids," she repeated slowly, trying to understand. As much as she wanted to get Beth out of her hair, it seemed that Isthymael was in love with her--happy to be around her. And if killing her hurt him... "Why does this matter to you?"
He smiled.âMy nameâs Jayden.â he said with a huff. âWell, weâre in the same place. My bandâs bus is prone to breaking and wouldnât you know it, it did.â He yawned and the looked at the female.âWhatâs your name?â
Skylar observed the bus a moment before shrugging nonchalantly.
"Should've invested in a better bus," she said simply. Pausing, she thought about her answer a moment, wondering if it would at all be worth telling him her real name.
"Nice to meet you Jayden. Sky." Putting out a hand, she offered him a shake of the hand.
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âI think weâre going to have some fun tonight.â
"Some fun? That's just the start of it."
Sky hurries down the street, stopping only to turn to make sure Nicolette was following.
"Come on!"
// [/quiet screaming]
Guys
I'm at 90
That means I'm 10 followers to 100.
You guys stop oh my god.
Should I do something special when I get there? You guys are all so great I can't even //
An attempt to change the topic, I see.
Well, then, no. I was breathing, actually.
Unless you want to keep talking about my failing love life?
Oh good. Because I like you this way--alive and breathing.
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My line of trajectory isnât the most⌠precise.
I was thinking of New York, but I ended up here.
...Honey, I might not be a warlock, but I don't quite get how you can confuse deserted Arizona for New York.
I must agree with Skylar. I have seen both places and they are both rather... different from one another.
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Beth looked at him worriedly, taking a step towards him, her eyes filled with sadness.Â
âYouâre far from fine, Isthymael⌠if you donât even know who I am then.. then somethingâs very wrong..â She muttered, studying his eyes, looking for any possibly visible signs around his forehead for brain damage, though it wouldâve healed right away if he was hit.Â
Her eyes, he could see them--the clear emotion of sorrow. But for what, he still couldn't comprehend. It seemed to be related to him, that was for certain, but why? He had known this woman for all of a few moments yet it seemed like they had known each other for eternity. At least, she had known him for an eternity.
"Then who are you?" His brow creased. "Who do you believe me to be?"
Noticing that she had begun to close the distance between the two of them, he moved away again, fearful that she was trying to trick him. Hurt him.
Beth took his hands and gently ran them over her swelling stomach.Â
âYou feel her?â Beth said, smiling at him and leaning back, kissing his cheek and whispering, âThis is our baby. Ours. All ours.â Her hands rested on top of his as he caressed her womb, leaning back into his arms, âAnd we both love you.â
Beth turned and faced Isthymael, running her fingers over his cheeks.Â
âYour dark blue eyes..I can see them..â Beth told him, leaning forward and finding his lips with little difficulty.Â
âItâs coming back. The sight.. itâs coming back..â She said happily.Â
Too shocked to do much else, Isthymael let her move his hands, feeling the gentle warmth of her swelling belly beneath his fingers. Leaning forward, he placed his chin on her shoulder before leaning in to kiss her cheek. Briefly, his own lit in a faint, fiery blush  as those two little words left her lips. Plenty of times, he had heard it, but never had he had the pleasure of feeling it as intensely as this.
"And I love you as well." He leaned in again, this time to kiss her. "Both of you."
As she turned to face him, his gaze flickered up to meet hers. Carefully, he searched her eyes, wondering just what he would find. And what he found was life, coming yet again through the lenses.
"Keep going, Beth," he encouraged her, able to tell that she was slowly but surely making a recovery. "You are almost there."
//The Show Must Go On
âMmâŚâ Adrien began.
The older twin began to pace around in a circle, a pierced tongue licking his lips as he continued, âYes, and no.â
Stopping in his tracks, he crossed his arms, âThe best way I can sum this up is itâs a âwe scratch your back you scratch oursâ type of thing. Simpily, we get you out of hell, youâre free to go around earth as you please. But, when we decide we want you to do something, you do that one thing and bam. You donât have to worry about us from the moment you complete whatever the hell it is we had you to do. However, if by any chance, before we get you to do something for us, you ask us for a favor of any sort, you are adding to your debt. This includes us keeping you from dying a second time, or anything really.â Â he stated.
When he began to pace, Sky immediately began to get even antsier than before, if that was even physically possible. And oh ho, when he gave her his initial response, she was ready to give out an antagonized scream and make a run for the hills.
As he spoke, her eyes continued to stay trained right on him, not once flickering away. She wasnât really sure what the demon would pull--after all, she was already right in the palm of his hand and at his mercy? What more could he ask for? But then again, she was dealing with a pair of demons, so God really knew what she had gotten herself into. What there were going to get her into.
âSo thatâs it right?â she asked slowly, choosing her words very carefully. âYou let me go and I just wait around for you to ask for your favor? Nothing else."
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âItâs more deadly than a deadly sin.â
Murderous angels, check.
"So um... remind me again? How much can I trust you with a new born nephilim?"
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âKilling an ArchAngel.â
"I uh... Oh."
"I'm not all too familiar with this whole angel business, but I'm guessing that killing an archangel isn't good?"
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Katherine watched the woman before her, wondering if there could be some advantage to have someone in cohorts with Beth on her side. She rather stop Beth before she even started, because she figured itâd just be another Elena situation, which Katherine really didnât want.Â
âIâm sure sheâs told her babyâs father about the whole doppelganger deal. I might as well save her from herself while Iâm at it, but no doubt that angel will get in my way.â Katherine scowled.Â
Though she had said it before, Katherine mentioning the word "doppleganger" again brought Skylar's attention to it. It took her a moment to pin down the meaning--seeing as it wasn't a vocabulary word you came across often--but once she did, her eyebrows knit together.
"I... No. Well, she hasn't told me anything yet." Sitting forward slightly, she stared at the other a moment longer. "What are you talking about?"
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The young male smiled.âWell, damn, are you all like, band fans of mine or what?â He had a microphone clasped in his hand.âCause yaâll are coming out of nowhere!â
Skylar raised an eyebrow and let that snicker free.
"Sorry to disappoint babe, but you're gonna have to go with 'what' because I have no clue who you are. I'm just super lost."
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âIâm not a wackjob. I swear. I was framed.âÂ
âYou can ask my sister.â
"Uh huh. Well, I'm sure 90% of wackjobs don't think they're wackjobs."
"Why don't you save me the time and tell me just what you were framed for?"
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âHmm⌠well, you could try but best of luck. Seems my little doppelganger is following in my footsteps, already pregnant, though she is a bit of a brat. But, I can tell you arenât too fond of her either.. And itâs obvious why.â Katherine smirked, crossing her arms as she watched the witch.Â
âWe have officially met. Iâm Katherine.â Katherine grinned.Â
A series of curse words and smart aleck remark were dancing on the tip of her tongue at the sight of the stranger. But the way she spoke and the fact that she was referring to Beth as a brat made her think twice. Sky had to pause a moment to make sure it wasn't Beth before speaking.
"Hi Katherine," she replied slowly with a nod. "Skylar." There was a pause as she continued to stare, wondering if she was dreaming or something. "Yeah. Not fond is one way to put it."
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âProbably the fact that Iâm a fallen Angel.â
"Oh are you? And why did you fall?"
"Because as much as I hate the mother, I'd hate to see the father get hurt 'cause I trusted a wackjob Fallen Angel with their child."