I slap his hand away, "Follow them yourself, asshole." I wait for him to turn around so I can rub my cheek. He got me good. Alice looks down at me and yawns from the floor above. She watches Nick leave before coming down. "You alri-" "I'm leaving." She pulls me up, "What? Why?" I grunt, "I don't deal with other assholes."

"He's sweet once you know him." I shake my head, "Sounds like that love you got is a bit one-sided." She glances at the ground, "I know that." I scratch my head, "I'm sure he'll come around." He's just like Norbert! An ass.

The train moves slow enough to take the turn ahead, I look outside. Dead soldiers line the yard as the train turns. "Who were the ones without a logo?" *That is the Queen's army. Your new allies.* I shake my head, "But the royal family's all dead." The garbled voice turns into a british woman's voice, *Think again, Norbert.* "Who's this?"

*Rose Tindall.* My eyes widen as I shout, "Princess?! You're alive?!" She laughs lightly, *It's queen now.* "Sorry." She sighs, *Don't be, start stopping and I'll get you out of there alive.*

I press my lips, "I'm sorry, but I need to protect someone like I did you." *Fine, just come home First Mate, pleease?* I chuckle and salute, "Arrrrr, I will captain." She laughs, *Never gets old, good luck.* "Thanks." While the brakes halt the train, Note stands near a car, smiling with a slung broken arm. I hop down and march on. Before I get in, I look in his eyes, "One psychopath to another, keep her safe or I'll come swinging."

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To my surprise, he grins wildly, I smirk, but not at his bad lisp. "I welcome the challenge, Rook." "Trust me, if you hurt the Queen Rose-" He chuckles and hops in.

*Sir, What are your orders?* I smash the monitor with my wristblade, "Damn it! Search every fucking black market, den, you name it! I want anyone with inside information dead!" "But sir-" I close my hand and wish for Aiden to die. He then screams in front of me. He turns into one of my thrall. *Yes sir.* I look at my fist, no wrinkles. I'm young again. No one's gonna stop me, not anymore. I grin.

"What does that bitch even know?"

Nothing?

I try to stomp, "Yeah! Nothi-" I pause and slowly look down, "Could you-"

Right. Sorry. Switch stomps and I shout, "Yeah! Nothing!" We start walking and watching the phone screen's red dot move,

You never asked about Tango's name? "Why would I? Whiskey hit it on the nose." A bleep came from below, Dopamine levels increase when you're around her. I blush, "I know that. That's why-"

Even before the crisis, I felt weird about watching Molly sleep. It was weird, someone loving me, accepting my dark side. But every time, I keep coming back to knowing that the crisis was only a catalyst.

He's the last warehouse on the right.