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ON GOING
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I would like to go... Back to the old house...
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I've been waiting, I was born waiting...
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IN WHICH
Everything has changed, so all they want to do is go back to the simpler times.
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Vi x OC
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Brandy's POV~
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I took my brothers hand and we all left the gruesome scene for the Last Drop. All hands linked, me and Ekko and me and Vi. The walk felt longer and more agonising than usual, but I knew that was because there wasn't Vander to welcome us in if we didn't save him.
When we walked into our room everyone was up and willing to fight. We ran down the stairs, Ekko straight to a bed and us to ask questions.
"Wheres the-" Vi begun before Powder ran straight up to her and hugged her.
"Oh your back." She smiled softly and looked up to Vi. But when Powder saw the look on her face and heard the shake in her breath, her face dropped.
Vi said nothing. She walked up to the table which had weapons on it, bats, knives and Vanders gauntlets. She went for those.
But Mylo stopped her.
"Hey. Those are Vander's. Slow down. What's going on?"
"Benzo's dead." I said, tears still slowly falling from my eyes.
"Dead?" Claggor asked softly.
"They took Vander." Vi added.
"Who?"
"I don't know but I need to help him." Vi continued.
"We're going with you!" Mylo insisted.
"You didn't see what they did." I argued, trying to keep them away.
Vi turned to me, grabbed my shoulders and softened her gaze.
"Which is why you're not coming either."
"Absolutely not! I have to be with you. I can fight!"
