No!

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I sprinted towards my parents' home. If anything I could apologize for being an ass and explain. Instead I was faced with something I couldn't handle. Jerry's tree was completely burnt down. Ant's body was on the ground. His hair covered his petrified expression. I stepped back. It did look like my dad's hands did this. Ant was torn up barely recognizable if you didn't know him.
"Dad"
I ran to him and kneeled down next to him. He must have been murdered quickly after I'd left. That's when I saw the angel feathers. Angels too?!?
"Now I'm asking you for your help to find and kill your dad before he hurts more people"
I jumped at my grandfather's voice. He looked sad as well. I nodded.
"I'll help you"

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