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It has been a very busy and kind of shit 2 weeks. I rewrote this 3 times and tried to polish it after between work and life. Sorry.
<span class="mu-s">General Jenn Activated! Overprotective Activated! Bitch Mode fully engaged! Tiny Sadist (narrative version) Activated!</span>
“If he did? If God cared? He never would have sent <span class="mu-i">them</span> here so they could hurt people and get them hurt by just being alive. He would have killed them in the womb, ha. Two monsters, one stone. Maybe take their mother with them. Their dad. The little one as a bonus. Five for one, heh. Add you as get buy five, get one free deal, Aubrey; you delusional fucking lunatic, since you seem to best buddies now. Ha!.”
And in an instant your fist was tossed into Ash’s gut as hard as you could possibly manage, your entire body weight behind the blow. Then? She was throwing up off the edge of her bed, groaning, crying.
“Never say something like that about my twin again! Daddy! Mom! Littler little sis! My toughest little sister! ‘Brey is <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">not</span>[/b<span class="mu-i"> crazy! She might just be the only thing between Ilvermorny and destruction in a few years! <span class="mu-b">b]Never speak of them like that again</span></span></span> you self-centered bitch! I <span class="mu-i">will</span>l fucking kill you and make what that abomination did look pleasant when I do. Never say they should be dead. Any of them! Say anything you want about me but never them! Not a single one. No one in my family, Coven, which will include you soon! No one like you just did.”, before another blow.
“Jenn!!! You can’t stop!“
“Sis! Calm down! It is okay!”
“No, Emmy; ‘Brey. And? You know how I am, ‘Brey. I <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">can[/]</span>. I will not allow you two or anybody I love to be hurt. Not let Em be told she should have died, not that the greatest, strongest woman and man I know should be in a grave; not when they saved Merlin knows how many kids in the War. Fought and killed to do it. Not the smartest, kindest girl in the world. The best little twin ever made, my other half. A girl as caring and strong as you, ‘Brey because I do love you too. No. Not by some hateful, self-pitying bitch. But?”, you said while pulling the girl back into the middle of the bed after <span class="mu-i"> Evanesco-ing</span> her puke.
“Get up, or I am getting you up, Ashley. ‘Brey? Get ready to help me hold her when walking around the infirmary after she cleans her plate. Emmy, Transfigure a temporary cane for her, please. I am going to show you to be ruthless and use all your tools to survive. You are learning to fly again from Emmy. We will be finding someone to help you learn to cast with your left hand; the girl whose hand I broke on that side or the cowboy, Cory, maybe. Macy will teach you how she fights; you can still know more than an enemy and brew a good potion with a steel arm. ‘Brey will teach you how she fights; that you can still pull a trigger and train. Her dad slayed a fucking dragon with no magic at all for Merlin’s sake!</span>
