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?“No. Helena told me you needed to tell me something and that I should be rational when you did. Sorry I didn't remember that until after I freaked out on you,” she smiled and put a hand on his cheek. “Plus, I heard everything you said and I'm touched by how much you care. But if the law says we can't be together, what can we do?”

?“We'll figure it out. Either way, I'm not leaving your side, ever.”

?She sat up and gave him a quick peck on his lips. “I don't mind fighting crime, but I will not wear a cape. Deal?”

?Brenton laughed and pulled her into a hug. “Deal.”

?She got up and stretched and Brenton was relieved that the air was clear and they were good. His nerves were on edge, he was shaking.

?Her uncle must have sensed she was up because he walked through the door moments later.

?“Glad you're awake. How do you feel?” he asked.

?“I'm okay, a little freaked out, but okay. How was I able to do that?”

?“You were angry and it must have triggered it. You don't want to rely on that though. I'll teach you to get it under control, don't you worry. I guess we can get started in the morning, in light of what happened today.”

?“No unc, I'll be ready in thirty minutes. We don't have time for me to twiddle my thumbs, I've been doing that all my life. I can do this, I promise,” she pleaded.

?“That's my girl,” Brenton said in her head and she smiled.

?Her uncle looked back and forth between the both of them then shook his head. “Okay. I'll see you in thirty. Brenton, I expect you to join her.”

?“Yes sir.”

?He left and closed the door behind him. Marie sat down on the bed and rubbed the back of her neck. This was going to be a long day.

Chapter Twenty

Marie

Marie walked through the halls, familiarizing herself with the house she was going to live in for the next few months. She felt safe within these walls, protected, but it wouldn't last long. They were all in danger.

?She walked out the front door to take in the forest smell and bumped into someone who was painting on the side of the house. The only thing was, it was with invisible paint.

?“Can I ask, what are you doing?” Marie said.

?“I'm camouflaging the house, warding off evil,” the guy replied.

?“But there's nothing there,” she was confused.

?“I'm using fluorescent paint; paint that can't be seen unless under a blacklight. This way it looks like nothing is there, but there are actually symbols all over the house.”

?“I even had him paint them on the trees,” her uncle said coming from around the corner. “Thanks Marquise. Finish these and you're done for the day.”

?Marquise nodded and went back to work. Her uncle came toward her. “This way, if anyone with harmful intentions tries to pass through our woods, their powers will be incapacitated.”

?“But what if they were human and they don't have any powers?” she asked intrigued.

?Her uncle and Marquise laughed. Marie didn't get the joke.

?“I think we're tough enough to take down some humans if we needed to.”

?They walked toward the back of the house, down to the underground facility to watch some of the angels train. They made it to where the land area was and Marie saw a girl that couldn't have been no more than thirteen years old. She had long reddish hair, tied up in a ponytail with emerald green eyes and full pouty lips. She might have been five-five in height. She actually looked like a little angel.

?The girl looked at Marie and squinted her eyes. She studied her face and Marie did the same.

?“Do I know you?” the girl asked in Marie's mind. Marie was startled. She was only used to hearing Brenton all the time.

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