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In a huge mansion, Little Fan Wushuang jumped on the new leather couch worth thousands of dollars that her father bought. The couch was placed in the living room where there was a huge portrait of her and her parents hanging above the TV. 

The staff tried to get her to stop but she merely stuck her tongue out at them and continued to jump. None of the staff dared to physically touch her for they were afraid that they might accidentally hurt her. All they could do was to keep an eye on her to make sure that she would not fall and hurt herself. 

While she jumped, a mischievous thought came to her and she shouted, "Haha! Mummy, I'm jumping on the couch again! Come and get me!" 

A beautiful woman came running out with a frown on her face. She was talking with a member of the staff in the kitchen when she heard her daughter yelling at the top of her lungs. 

She stood akimbo in front of the couch as she said with an irritated tone, "Fan Wushuang! Don't think that just because your dad loves you and protects you all the time, I can't do anything to you!" 

The little girl stuck her tongue out at her mother. She knew that she had her father wrapped tightly around her little finger, so she was not afraid of her mother at all. Even the staff could only shake their heads at her. 

The woman frowned. She then went to the girl and picked her up from the couch. Throwing the little girl over her shoulder, she then smacked Little Fan Wushuang on the bum twice before saying, "You little devil! Stop scaring the servants! What if you get hurt? Your daddy will skin them alive." 

Instead of being hurt, Little Fan Wushuang laughed before she placed a kiss on her mother's back. "Nah! Daddy won't. Daddy's a nice man!"

She pushed herself up so that she was looking right into her mother's eyes. "Mummy, your threat doesn't work. I know that you love me too much to hit me."

The woman smiled at her daughter's antics. This little mini version of her always managed to talk her way out of things. She then placed Little Fan Wushuang on the floor and wagged a finger in front of the girl's face before flicking the girl's forehead. The little girl pouted and rubbed her forehead while she looked at her mother. "That hurts, you big devil!" 

The beautiful woman caressed her daughter's head before saying gently, "You little devil, you're so naughty… What are you going to do if Daddy or Mummy is not by your side?" 

Little Fan Wushuang laughed and hugged her. "It's never going to happen! We are going to be living together for a long, long time!" 

…

When Xiao Lei opened her eyes again, there was a pained expression that flitted across it. She had not thought about her parents for a long time now. Sitting up, she took a quick glance around the suite before she sighed loudly. 

"It's been so long since I lived in luxury…" Xiao Lei went to the kitchen and found that the fridge was fully stocked. 

"Woah!" She gasped when she saw that everything inside the fridge was high-quality ingredients. Everything had a sticker with the word "organic" on it. 

Since Head Manager Han told her that everything was paid for, Xiao Lei did not hesitate to make the place her home. She immediately took out a few ingredients. 

In the end, she made a huge medium rare sirloin steak with broccoli for sides. It was rare for her and her family to eat steak because of how expensive it was compared to other cuts of meat. Now that she had a chance, obviously she was going to eat well. 

While she was chewing, she felt guilty for eating the steak without her son, but… she continued to eat.

"Sorry, Zhi Hao, my precious son. Once I've got enough money, I'll take you out for steak," thought Xiao Lei as she popped another piece of meat into her mouth. Based on her experience, she could tell that the meat was a piece of high-quality meat and not those discounted steaks she used to buy for special occasions.

"Man... This is the life..." thought Xiao Lei as she popped another piece of meat that almost melted in her mouth.   

Once she was done eating, she placed the plate into the dishwasher. 

"I'm still hungry…" Xiao Lei sighed and opened the fridge again. She took a quick glance before pulling out some ingredients for her to make herself a sandwich. 

In the end, she made herself a footlong huge sandwich with three different variety of cold cuts, tomatoes, cucumbers, mashed avocado, crumbled goat cheese, drenched with honey mustard, and half a pickled cucumber on the side.

Loading everything onto a plate, she smiled as she cut the sandwich in half. She loved food but in order to save money, she ate simple food and never ate till she was full. Now that someone paid for everything, obviously she was not going to let this chance go!
 
Holding the plate carefully, she entered the bedroom and saw a huge painting hung over the king-sized bed with luxurious gold bedding. It reminded her of the painted portrait of her parents which hung over their bed. She used to lie on her parents' bed while they told her about their past.

As she sat on the bed in the hotel, she glanced around the room. Everything was luxuriously decorated, even the flowers inside the various vases were picked to suit the decor inside the room.  

"This suite is probably at least $1,000 per night. Damn… They should have just given me the money. That's more than one month of my salary!" She ate the first half of the sandwich and chomped away. 

There were a few magazines ranging from a top entertainment magazine to a business magazine that was placed inside the drawer of the nightstand. Xiao Lei took a simple entertainment magazine and flipped it through while she ate her fully loaded sandwich.  

Once she devoured the entire footlong sandwich, she lay on the bed while rubbing her stuffed belly. It had been a while since she ate so much, so her face was filled with smiles as she stared at the ceiling with a dazed look.

As she looked at the mini chandelier that sparkled like stars and was hanging over the bed, she thought, "After so many years, I've forgotten how the rich people live…" 

She then lightly patted her cheeks before saying, "Xiao Lei, you're Xiao Xiao Lei now, not Fan Wushuang. Forget about everything. Forget about your parents. Forget about your revenge. Just live a quiet life with your son and wait for your husband to come home…" 

Still, even as she tried to herself what to do, a small drop of tear soon formed and fell from the corner of her eyes.

Book 1: Be My Strength (completed)

Book 2: The President Man 

[No rape, no misunderstanding] 

This is a story about loss, grief, betrayal, and moving on. 

When you suddenly lose the one you loved the most, how would you deal with it? 

...

"The pain will always be there right?" she asked with a sad expression. 

"Yeah, always. It will never ever be fully gone, but it will be less painful over time. Trust me."

...

For childhood friends Han Ye and Xiao Xiao Lei, both of them experienced the painful experience of having their loved ones taken from them in the most unexpected manner. 

And due to the betrayal of a trusted family member, Xiao Xiao Lei had to go hide in the underbelly of the world... with the promise that she would one day return to take back everything that was hers.   

A long, long time later, they were finally reunited again. This time, she was a mother who had to continue hiding in order to protect her son, while he was a powerful man who answered only to one man.

This time, would they be able to walk out of their own pain and embrace each other? 

...

Note: While The President's Man would focus mostly on Han Ye and Xiao Xiao Lei, we would also be covering the stories of other couples from Be My Strength as well. 

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I sighed as a bullet zipped by my head. I returned fire and watched as it ripped through my intended target. I turned my guns to the next target. I shot bullets firing as fast as my guns would let me. With each bullet I fired, another enemy died, shot straight through the heart. I sighed thinking about how I got into this stupid war.
                                  ~
    I yawned as I sat up sunlight streaming into my small apartment in San Francisco. I stood and stretched before grabbing a hair tie and putting my long silver hair up. I walked over to my door and growled. My mail slot was full again. I grabbed the mail and it looked to be trash mail.
I grumbled shaking my head and walked to the small kitchen throwing the mail on the counter. I opened the mini fridge and reached in grabbing a bottle of water. I opened the bottle and drank some of it before putting it back in the refrigerator after putting the lid back on it. I then walked back over to my bed and opened the chest at the bottom of the bed. I heaved a breath pulling out my clothes. I pulled on my long sleeve black skin tight shirt before putting on my steel grey tank top.
I pulled on my pants before I grabbed my mail from the counter throwing away the letters sent by General S.S. Howser. I huffed he had been trying to recruit me for the army for over a year now. I knew soon enough though the army would start drafting people for war though. I knew that world war four would probably start soon as well. As things were the world countries had been at an opposition for some time now and it was at the level for all out war.
I finished sorting through my mail, throwing away most of it and I grabbed the trash can. I went to my door and unlocked it before walking out into the small hallway. I walked down the hallway and threw my trash down the trash shut before going back to my apartment. I went in; shut my door and sat on my bed looking around at the bare white walls.
I never had anything to show, no pictures or anything. I grabbed my leg wraps or as most called them bandages and I started to wrap my legs. I soon finished wrapping my legs and then threw my shoes on before I headed out for work. I walked down the hallway after locking my apartment door behind me and opened the door to the stairs, heading down swiftly. Most people now days were unhealthy or fat and used the elevators unlike me. I reached the first floor and walked out of the stairway.
    I turned looking at the counter man as he called out to me saying "Hey Kanami! Off to work?" I nodded "yeah, see yah".
   I walked out headed down the crowded street. I knew the guy was trying to flirt with me but I had no interest. I weaved through the crowds headed for the gym. I walked down the street soon reaching the gym. I walked into the gym and checked myself in for work before I went over to my station and set up the equipment before my client showed.
    I silently sighed as I spotted my client as he weight-lifted a mere fifteen pounds struggling with it. He was a really rich but fat guy and I listened as he spoke, "you know you would look a lot cuter with a smile" I shrugged "I can't smile". That of course was a lie; I could smile but it would be fake and the only time I could truly smile anymore was during a fight. 
I thought back to when I was normal and could smile at the simple things barely listening to my client. I nodded softly as my client said after a while "well that's a real shame". I then continued to spot him as he weight-lifted all the while he talked nonstop. 
I finished working with my first client of the day and cleaned the area up. I looked up and internally groaned seeing general S.S. Howser by the front desk waiting. I sighed walking over a cold irritated look on my face which was fairly normal for me nowadays. 
General S.S. Howser smiled seeing me walk up "I'm sure you don't want this and all but the draft has started for the war and you're the first to receive your draft since, I brought you yours right away" I groaned "great" I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster. I frowned unhappily as Howser chuckled and said "well you should go home pack your things. In two days you'll be picked up at 6:00 A.M." I huffed "fine but what about my work?"
I then heard the desk receptionist "oh no worries love it's all been taken care of already and you're all done for the day too" I sigh and glared coldly at Howser as he just smiled. I shook my head then headed out headed home.
I walked out and looked around the streets. There was less traffic and people. I headed down the street, it was less crowded at this time but even still it was a hassle. I moved down the street and reached the building I lived in. I walked into the building ignoring the desk man as he greeted me and I entered the stairwell starting up at a quick even pace. I used to not be able to even get to the second floor using the stairs without getting tired but now I could go up and down the whole building several times without breaking a sweat. I used to also be heavy-set if not fat but, after the accident I could no longer sit down and do a desk job or sit still long. I climbed the stairs at first then; I became a personal fit trainer. And now look where that has turned into,a war, I have little or nothing to do with.
I reached the eighth floor and exited the stairwell. I headed down the hallway to my apartment. I unlocked the door before I opened it and went in. I shut the door behind me and sighed going to my closet and grabbing the small bag I had
 in there. I opened the bag and started to gather what little stuff I had. I didn't care for stuff anymore either after that accident. I walked to my nightstand and opened the drawer and pulled out my Glock 40 ACP pistol. I made sure it was on safety before I put it in its case and packed it away. I then reached under my pillow and pulled out my Ruger 9mm pistol. I grabbed its case and put it in before all packing it away keeping only a knife on my nightstand just Incase.
I finished packing and sat on my bed thinking. I sighed getting up and walked out deciding I could use the free time I had to work out or keep busy. I headed down the hallway and then entered the stairwell going down swiftly. I reached the bottom of the stairs and exited the stairwell. I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw general S.S. Howser at the front desk talking with the desk man. I then walked over, speaking with a disgruntled tone of voice "now what?"
Howser chuckled "well I forgot to tell you that you won't be going to boot camp. It would be useless for you anyway. I pulled some strings and so you'll now be going straight to the battlefield." I grumbled "that all?" Howser nodded "yup" I nodded "good, bye." 
    I walked outside and started for the gym. I couldn't stand to stay still. I walked down the street avoiding the parked vehicles headed to the gym. I entered the gym as I reached it. I walked over to the treadmill and got on starting to jog. I continued to jog as I saw people walk in and out. I soon stopped jogging after about an hour or so then went to weight lift. I lifted weights without a spotter so I only lifted half of what I could normally, which was 410 pounds. I gathered a lot of attention when weight lifting but what I could lift was no world record for sure I wasn't even close to the world record of 1260 pounds.
I soon finished working out and left the gym headed down the street to get something to eat for the day. I usually ate once a day and not that much either. I could no longer eat very much when I did eat. I walked down the street soon reaching the local cafe I always ate at. I walked in and found a seat at the counter. I sat down and nodded to Mary the waiter. I didn't have to wait long for Mary to come back with a plate of potatoes, small minute steak and some carrots on it. I nodded "thanks" I then paid for my meal then began to eat.
    I ate til I could no longer which wasn't long. I could only eat about half of the plate. I sighed then gave the rest of my food to the homeless guy that lived in the back alley. I always gave him my leftover food. I left the cafe and walked down the street. I headed home with a slight stifled yawn. I sighed it would be a long two days.

Kanami Suzuki has been thrust into a war she never wanted to be a apart of. She had never had any intentions of ever becoming a soldier but now she is one. Kanami may have never been a normal child to begin with but after an accident she is really far from normal. Because of this the government hopes she will help bring an end to this war before too many die.

-Chapter 1-

It was late at night as one Nora Valkyrie wandered the halls of Beacon Academy on a mission. Nora was a short girl with bright orange hair, curvy body that hid her well-developed and deceptively powerful muscles, and *eh-hem* moderately large assets. She currently wore a black shirt with the word 'Boop' written across the chest area and bright pink short shorts covered in lightning bolt patterns that did nothing to cover her toned legs.

This mission she was on was one of great importance, a matter of life and death, nothing was of higher priority than her current task. Absolutely nothing would stop her from completing such an important task. What is this mission you may wonder?

*Gurrrrrr* "…Need pancakes," Nora was hungry.

She was currently on her way to the kitchen to make herself a late-night snack as she had already eaten her emergency pancakes, and Ren was to asleep at the moment to make some for her. That was fine though, she could just go make some herself, it wasn't like she couldn't cook for herself.

-Mini Flashback-

"It wasn't my fault…" A slightly younger Nora pouted, now wearing her usual combat attire, as she and her closest bestest friend Lie Ren, a young man of Asian looking descent with black hair that had a single pink stripe, pink eyes, and wearing a green, black, and gold tailcoat and white pants, stood in front of a blackened stove.

"I just asked you to boil some water," Ren said in a tired voice as he palmed his face.

-End Mini Flashback-

She could totally cook just fine.

Wandering along the darkened halls of Beacon all by herself was a bit boring though as she had nobody to talk to though, so she livened it up a little. "I'm queen of the castle~, I'm queen of the castle~." She sang to herself as she cartwheeled down the last stretch of hallway and finally reached her destination.

"Yay! Time for pancakes!" She cheered happily while rushing over to the massive fridge at the back of the room. Pulling open the heavy door with ease, she started to reach inside only to freeze. "Uuuuh, what's used to make pancakes again?" She asked herself while scratching her head.

"Oh, I know, I'll just look it up." Nora reached into her pocket for her scroll, only to end up finding it missing. 'Oops, must of left it on my nightstand," She thought sheepishly then pouted. "Aw, that means I'll have to use a cookbook, but books are sooooo boring." Drooping her head, she slowly shuffled over to where non-perishables were stored.

When she got close though, she paused when she noticed the door was partly open and she could hear soft crunching sounds coming from inside. Curious, she quietly peers inside the doorway to see…

'Are those tails?' Nora asked herself in thought as she gazed at the fluffy appendages lazily swaying through the air. There were nine of them total, all mostly dark red in color with light blond ends and if she had to guess around eight feet long and very dirty. Each individual one though had a slightly different colored tint near the tips, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, light blue, white, and brown, that glowed ever so slightly.

Following the tails to their source, Nora was further surprised to see them all connected to a single person. A young faunus boy, maybe seven or eight years old, with messy blonde hair with red tips, wearing a tattered black shirt that hung off his skinny frame and equally tattered shorts. She couldn't see his face do to him looking away from her, but she could see that he was clutching a glowing red crystal in his hand that she easily recognized as burn dust.

Wondering what he was doing with it, Nora's curiosity quickly turned to shock and horror as the child popped the whole thing into his mouth… AND STARTED CHEWING! "AHH! SPIT THAT OUT!"

Reacting without thinking, she burst into the room screaming, causing the boy to snap his head in her direction and freeze, revealing glowing red eyes filled with terror and puffed up whiskered cheeks. In less than a second, Nora tackled the boy to the floor and was in the process of prying his mouth open.

Limbs and tails flayed around wildly as he tried to squirm free but thanks to Nora's impressive strength and his own lack of muscle didn't get far. Finally managing to get his mouth open, Nora was just able to see as the crunch up crystals vanished down his throat, no doubt towards his stomach. To stop this, she tried to forcefully induce vomiting by sticking her fingers down his throat but was stopped when she felt a strong shock run through her body.

Not really affected thanks to her semblance, even stronger now because of it, her reason for stopping was due to the fact the electricity was coming from the boy. His entire body was giving off bursts of static that shorted out the nearby electronics, burnt various food items, and even caused a few small explosions when it hit some miscellaneous dust crystals. Nora was brought back to reality when one of the kid's legs kicked her right in the crotch.

"EEEEE!" Collapsing on top of him, her hands instinctively shot down to cover the hurting area. (Un)fortunately for the boy, that still left him trapped under her and now he was being smothered by her chest. It took him several seconds to squirm out and pull his tails free, but by then Nora had recovered from the blow enough to tackle him down again, this time from behind.

Wrapping her arms under around the squirming kids arms and waist, she got herself into a sitting position with him held firmly into her lap. Feeling another shock run through her, she channeled the charge into her arms and held tightly as he squirmed and wriggled for several minutes until he finally tired himself out. She was surprised several times during this, but not enough to lose her grip this time, when he suddenly turned ice cold, then burning hot, shot both ice, fire, wind and even more electricity out of his mouth and even seemed to get several times heavier before returning to normal.

She was never gladder for aura then during this as if she didn't have it she would have been badly hurt long before. Turning the now trembling boy so that he was facing her, Nora looked him over with a critical eye. 'How is he still okay, that dust should be burning him alive from the inside out.'

Focusing back on his face, the terror etched all over it caused her to wince internally. "P-please do-don't hurt me-e, I j-just wa-wanted something to e-eat." He said with a heavy stutter as he looked towards the floor as his stomach growled loudly.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you." Nora said as she stood up and let him go much to his surprise. That surprise quickly turned to embarrassment as she then leaned in close and checked his forehead. Not finding anything unusual, she then checked his stomach where she found a large black sun like tattoo across his belly but other than that he was fine.

"What a-are you d-doing?" He asked nervously, to tired and hungry at this point to run away and thus completely at the girl's mercy. "Making sure you're okay, duh! You just ate an entire burn dust crystal for Oum's sake!"

"Y-you mean the s-spicy c-candy?" Nora froze at these words.

"You thought it was candy?" The boy nodded, "Who told you that dust was candy?"

"Uh, this n-nice m-man on a b-b-boat a long time ago. He-he even gave me some p-powdery kind that was su-super minty, th-though he l-l-looked really shocked after I-I ate it and then l-left." Nora stood there, shock (again) at what the boy told her.

'Someone tried to kill him by tricking him into eating Ice dust! Oooh if I ever find that sick son of a bitch, Imma break his everything real good.' Nora thought darkly before focusing on the matter at hand.

Deciding to drop the matter for now as if it hadn't hurt him so far, then it likely wasn't going to. "Here, how about I get you some real food then?" She offered while holding out her hand to him. Looking at her suspiciously for a few seconds, the boy's stomach roared once again and he reluctantly took her hand. Smiling happily, Nora led him out of the destroyed storage room and into the kitchen where she plonked him onto a nearby chair and started rifling through a nearby cupboard until she pulled out a box labelled 'Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes' with a picture of a red-headed girl with green eye's wearing a bronze ringlet and a nervous smile on her face.

"By the way, I'm Nora," Nora introduced herself with a smile as she grabbed a jug of milk from the fridge.

"Naruto," The boy said in return as she placed a filled bowl in front of him and handed him a spoon.

"Nice to meet you Naruto." Nora sat down across from him with a bowl of her own.

'Has never used a spoon before,' Nora idly noted as she saw him 'discreetly' observe her use her spoon before sloppily mimicking. Another thing was that he again 'discreetly' added chunks of wind dust into his cereal as he ate from a small pouch he had in his pocket. She watched with barely hidden fascination as he casually ate the volatile material with seemingly no negative effects.

Sure, there were such things as dust infused foods, hence why there was dust in the nonperishables in the first place, but those were comprised at most three percent's worth raw dust and had to be extremely carefully measured.

Feeling it was a bit too quiet for her tastes, she decided to start up some conversation. "Soooo, you ever pull any good pranks?"

-Twenty Minutes Later-

*Click, click, click, click*

The sound of heels hitting the hard floor echoed loudly through the area as Glynda stalked through the halls of Beacon. It was her job to make sure no students were up to any late-night mischief. Standing at an impressive six foot five, she had bright blond hair and emerald eyes set in a stern gaze. She wore a simple white shirt with keyhole neckline, a black skirt that reached to just below her chest with dull copper buttons, brown/black leggings and heels, and a short black cloak with purple underside that had the bottom cut into arrow and flame patterns.

'This would be entirely unnecessary if Ozpin would just approve of those security cameras for the halls and classrooms. But nooo, that would be an invasion of their privacy he says… not like I'm saying to put them in their rooms and showers. We don't have the budget for it, he says… but we somehow have enough Lien to fill an entire forest with hundreds of cameras instead.' Respect the man she may, but she couldn't help but question some of the decisions he's made for the security of the school. 'Not to mention the fact we have a comatose maiden hidden under the school that someone managed to steal half of her power from and is likely after the rest.'

So caught up in her thoughts on the poor security on the grounds, she was barely able to jump out of the way as an orange and red blur barreled down the hallways at high speeds. "Sorry Professor Goodwitch!" The unmistakable voice of Nora yelled as the blur vanished around a corner.

Knowing she was going to regret it, Glynda went into the room the orangette had just vacated to be the kitchen. She was pleasantly surprised to see nothing wrong other than a pair of used bowls and some spilled milk on the counter. Just as the stern blonde was about to move on though, she noticed a puddle forming by the non-perishables room with the door partly ajar.

Walking over to the door, she nudged it open with her riding crop. As soon as her gaze landed on the absolute disaster that lay inside, her eyebrow started twitching rapidly as a vein bulged on her forehead. "That's it! We are getting those cameras if it's the last thing I do. I am tired of dealing with this shit."

-End Chapter-

Nora, while rummaging around in the Beacon Academy kitchen for a late night snack, finds something in the cupboard that changes her whole life.

Red turns on the lamp on her nightstand, illuminating the room in a bright, soft, glow. The room is empty except for her. 

What on earth could that have been?

Cautiously, she gets out of bed, and heads out into the hallway. She sees a light coming from the kitchen downstairs.

Crash!

A glass jar is thrown to the side, shattering into a million pieces at it hits the floor. She looks at her father's doorway and sees its open. Something about this, doesn't feel right. Red goes back to her room and grabs a taser from the nightstand before heading to the stairs. As shes heads down the stairs she sees a large burly creature standing in front of an open fridge. It's her dad, in his werewolf form. But, why is he in that form while in the house? The sound of him chewing something can be heard throughout the living room, making her stomach churn a bit. Like a dog smacking its lips over and over. She freezes when one of the steps creaks under her foot.

Jerard stops eating whatever's in his hand and turns to her. His growling echos through the house as he sits there, his red eyes piercing through her. He suddenly drops whatever's in his hands and runs out through the broken back doors and into the darkness of the night. Red makes her way into the kitchen and sees what he dropped, a package of raw meat. The plastic is torn to shreds, and about a forth of whatever meat was in it remains, tear marks on one end from his teeth. A shiver runs through her body as she goes to pick it up, and her hand is met with cold, slimey, mucus.

She hurries over to the trash can and drops it in, quickly washing her hands several times with soap. As she dries her hands off she looks at the backdoor. A lot of the blinds have been torn off, revealing the glass has been shattered into a million pieces.

What on earth has gotten over him?

Red puts on her house slippers, turns on the kitchen light and starts cleaning up all the broken glass and the contents of the jar he had thrown to the ground. As she sweeps up the glass at the backdoor, she notices a full moon in the sky.

Dad never mentioned anything about the full moon having any effect on him…

After Red finishes cleaning up the kitchen she grabs a blanket from the downstairs hall closet and uses some clamps to pin it up in front of the back door. The exhaustion isn't enough to stop her from worrying about her father, but after seeing how strange he acted, she decides its best to wait till morning, when he'll hopefully be human again.

…

Tap...tap...tap. tap. tap, tap, tap tap tap tap tap tap.

Red wakes up to the sound of heavy rain as it knocks on her window. Glancing at the blinds, it looks like it's still night time, not a trace of sunlight on any of them. She doesn't feel like she got any sleep at all. Letting out a big yawn, she grabs her phone off her nightstand and checks the time. The screen, despite being on its dimmest setting, still hurts her eyes when turns it on. After her eyes adjust, she sees that it's in fact, a couple minutes before seven in the morning.

Maybe he's home by now, and not in the forest getting drenched...thank god this happened on a friday so we have the weekend to talk about this.

Red gets out of bed, slipping on a warm, fuzzy, bathrobe and heading out to the hallway. Her dad's bedroom door is closed. She walks up to it, and turns the knob slowly, the door creaking open. She's relieved to see her dad sprawled out on the bed, though it's not a pleasant sight seeing him in nothing but boxer briefs. She quietly closes the door and heads to the bathroom.

Afterwards, she heads downstairs and sees the puddle of water quickly forming at the backdoor. She grabs some towels and placing them at the foot of it. Then she starts cooking eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns for breakfast. Not long after the food starts cooking and smelling up the house, Randy leaves his room, in a long grey robe that goes down to his knees and matching slippers.

"Morning grandpa," Red greets him.

"Morning sweety," He says as he rubs the top of her head and looks at all the food she's cooking. He goes to grab a piece of bacon from a plate, but Red smacks his hand, "Hey," He says with a butthurt look.

"You need to wait," Red states as she flips the hashbrowns, "Last time I let you get bacon early, there wasn't any left for me or dad,"

"Alright, alright," Randy chuckles as he sits down at the kitchen table. As he looks around, he notices the blanket over the backdoor, and the towels on the ground. He gets up and moves the blanket to the side, seeing the broken doors.

"What the, hell, happened?" Randy asks as he turns to Red, "Did this happen this morning?"

"No," Red replies as she finishes cooking up the last couple of eggs, "It was, uh, dad…"

"Jerard?" Randy lowers the blanket so rain doesn't come pouring in, "Why the hell did he do that? How the hell did he do that?"

"I'm, not sure. He did it sometime last night when he came inside to eat some of the meat we had in the fridge. He was, still in his werewolf form. He ran out when he saw me coming down the stairs,"

Randy glances back at the blanket then looks down at the ground as he places a hand on his chin.

"I'm gonna go have a word with him," Randy states with a serious look on his face before he heads for the stairs, snatching a piece of bacon on the way out of the kitchen. As she hears a door upstairs open up, Red finishes cooking the last egg and puts it on a plate filled with more eggs before she hurries upstairs.

After it seemed everything was going back to normal, Red will soon find out the dark truth as horrific things start happening again.

It was just an ordinary day when I woke up and got ready for school. I picked an outfit and went downstairs to my kitchen and cooked some omelet. I knew my dad would still be in bed as he goes to work at 9 am so I cooked a heart shaped pancake for him and took out some fruits from the fridge for him to eat. After that I brought the plate of food to his room and placed it on his nightstand. After that I woke him up. I told him to eat the food I had cook and that I was going to school. He said OK and went to get changed. I left for school. 


            After mom had left us, It was really lonely since there were only me and my dad. As time flew by, my dad and I eventually got closer. My dad worked in the office and his colleagues are always very friendly so I assumed that dad was doing well in his job. But later that night, what happened next was a complete shock to me

Madeline woke up because of hunger. Groggily opening her tired eyes, she glanced at the pink bunny-shaped alarm clock on the nightstand.
2.30 am.
"Should have eaten something before sleeping," she murmured in the silence of the night. Reaching out for the switch she switched on the lights. Her bedroom lit up with the bright light, making her close her eyes abruptly.
She then blinked adjusting to the sudden light, rubbing her hand on her growling stomach. She had to put something in her stomach if she wanted to have the energy to sleep peacefully. From the last couple of nights, she had not had a sound sleep. Perhaps from the time she got entangled with Reese, she had not gotten a moment of peace.
Dragging her body like a lifeless zombie she climbed down the stairs and turned to the kitchen. There should be something in the fridge that would provide comfort to her starving stomach.
The lights got turned off behind her as the light ahead got turned on automatically with her every step. Her grandparents had made sure that they had added every means of comfort for her… every materialistic thing. They forgot to include their presence in her life.
Madeline avoided looking at the photos on the walls. They were nothing more than pieces of decorations for the eyes of outsiders. They meant nothing. Not to her, and not to the one who had ordered for them to be hung.
She opened the fridge looking for food. Perhaps she could cut some fruits and be done with it. Her sleepy eyes made it hard for her to focus. And, her painful cramps made walking enormous work. Even if she moved a bit, her lower stomach would remind her why she had to be in the bed.
"What? Who kept the cooked food in the fridge?" She found some glass containers kept at the front. There was a note on top of the containers. Pulling out the note, Madeline read the content while her other hand stayed on the fridge's handle.
[Heat it in the microwave. There's a ginger soup in the bottommost container. You'll feel better. And, try to not stay awake for longer.- Margaret ]
Stunned, Madeline did not know that she would receive such kind of surprise in her home. The new cook sure seemed to not know about the rules of the mansion. No one had kept the leftover food in the fridge. Her grandma had made a rule of not keeping leftovers. Everything would be distributed to the servants or give off to the beggars after 9 pm.Perhaps, it was a good thing that her grandparents were on the world tour for the past two years. They should roam all around for their life because staying under their care only made matters worse for her.
Madeline took out the containers. She would thank Margaret tomorrow before going to school. Sometimes it's not the extravagant things we look forward to in our life from others, but simple care, affection, and respect. A simple considerate action of the woman she met in the afternoon, and now, her cook, made Madeline ponder on her fate, which seemed to be being little good to believe.
***
The corridors were filled with students, no matter which one Madeline wanted to take. There were still thirty minutes for her class to begin. She turned around, and instead of going to the locker room, she chose to find Reese. It was their routine, she had to greet Reese first thing in the morning. Well, they had to be the 'Star Couple' of the school. Even it meant putting on the show of the perfect couple. So, the next morning after the eventful previous day, she had to leave for school early.
Walking across the hallways, after crossing four corridors, Madeline made her way to the Basketball court which took her ten minutes. She had to find him within ten minutes so that she could make it back in time for the chemistry class.
Students passing by spared a second glance at her. Thankfully, they had school uniforms, so sometimes it made it easy to blend in the crowd. She checked the white collared shirt of hers and adjusted the red skirt with white strips that reached till her knees. She had put her blazer in her locker, she would have to take it along to the class with her books.
"Whoa…"
"Wow…"
"Yeah, go for it…"
"Reese… Reese…"
Madeline's steps slowed down as she heard loud cheering coming from the basketball court. Was she forgetting something? Confusion marred her face. Earlier she had not noticed, but the students were swarming in the direction of the basketball court.
"Should I go and find it? Or I just turn around and return?" Madeline nervously tapped her left feet clad in the white sneakers on the floor.
However, the loud cheers of Reese's name made it easier for her to take the decision. He would be mad if she did not appear. So, firming her heart, she squared her shoulders and confidently moved forward. While deep down, she was nervous as hell, trying to recall why she felt that she was forgetting something important.

Madeline Summers, a fifteen-year-old, has her own demons of depression. 

They visit her every night, tearing down a part of her soul. 

The web she finds herself tangled in only entangles her more when she is humiliated by Reese Watson, the most popular boy in her school. Did I mention that he was her boyfriend? Well, ex-boyfriend after the night, he ruthlessly dumps in her at the party.

Sinking further into the quicksand that consumes her, she is all alone gasping for air, troubling to cope up. 

Alone to deal with her shredded dignity, bitchy comments, treacherous gazes, disgusting looks, her heavy menstrual issues, and much more her fragile heart can handle, Madeline finds her on the verge of crumbling down.

***

"That's my dad's gang," I said Dimitri looked at me then said, "Does he know that I and you are together?" I shrugged my shoulders and walked out of the room. I quickly ran downstairs and went outside, to the car that was sitting outside of our house that has been sitting there for the longest and sometimes switches out with another car around the same time every day. Once I made it to the car I could hear Dimitri yelling at me and at his guards. I opened the car door and there were three men sitting in the car and one of them I recognized it was my brother. I took a moment to look at him because I thought he was dead, he got out the car and ran over to me and hugged me tight "I thought you were dead" I said as tears started to run down my face. He let go of me and held on to the side of my face and wiped my tears away, "I know but if you knew I was alive then you would have tried to find me then dad would have gotten what we both don't want him to have," he said. "But what are you doing here with Dimitri, dad's greatest enemy" "Oh Dimitri is my husband, we thought that the gang already knew and that was why you were coming for him," I said. My brother stepped back from me and slapped me, "Are you stupid?" he yelled he raised his hand to slap me again but Dimitri stepped in front of me and grabbed his arm. "Don't you ever touch my wife," he said. The other two men in the car got out and stood behind my brother, guys from in our house started walking up and stood behind Dimitri. "Dimitri all you have to do is leave the mafia business and we will leave you and Haze alone," my brother said as he slowly put his hand down. "Just think about it Dimitri but were going to leave you alone for now, and now that we know you have my sister my dad is going to be after her as well, oh and Haze make sure you have it hidden because if dad finds it then it's over for all of us." my brother said as he and the other two guys got in the car and drove away. Dimitri, me, and all of his guards walked back inside the house and we all had to process what was just told to us. Dimitri went to his office and I went and took a shower, I was still in the same sweaty clothes from the gym. After a warm shower, I decided to go and hide the papers I've been hiding from my dad. The papers that said that my mom was the original leader of The Unfazed but if she was to be married to my dad and she died he would run the gang, but since my dad and my mom were never married I would be the leader but you would think it would be my brother who would run the gang since he is oldest. But my brother and I are half-siblings so he wouldn't get the gang and that makes me the only child. I grabbed the papers and took them to the only place no one would find them in the basement in a floorboard but you would think it would creak if someone walked over it but it wouldn't because there are crates and other things on the top of it so it wouldn't look suspicious. My brother and I decided that if we tried to use the papers against my dad then our lives would change, I wouldn't be able to live with Dimitri and run a gang that hates his and my brother wouldn't be able to run the gang so were just going to keep them hidden until we need them to use against our dad in a serious situation. After hiding the papers I decided to cook me and Dimitri some dinner, I went upstairs to get Dimitri but when I made it upstairs to his office he wasn't there, I looked around the house and he was nowhere to be found I checked the garage to see if he left and his car was gone. I took out my phone and I had a text message from Dimitri "I will be back shortly I have to figure out how I'm going to keep you safe and keep my gang at the same time" I sighed and remembered the offer my brother gave Dimitri, I texted him back "Okay I will put your dinner in the fridge,". After finishing my dinner I took a shower then laid in bed, it was 11:50 by then. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and opened my messages and opened Dimitri's name the last message I sent him said under it in small letters "READ" I ran my hand over my face and placed my phone back on the nightstand. I turned on the TV and watched "Keeping Up with the Kardashians". 
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*The next morning*
I got up the next morning and Dimitri's side of the bed looked untouched and his laundry basket was empty meaning he never came home last night. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and called Dimitri, it went straight to voice mail so the only thing I could do was to go to Dimitri's warehouse.

Hazel has a normal teenage life, going to school, having crushes normal things. Until Dimitri comes into her life, Hazel's dad works with Dimitri and he starts to take a turning interest in Hazel, but the problem is that her dad has forbidden them to have any romantic relationship. She soon finds out the Dimitri is a dangerous mafia leader and her dad works for Dimitri by selling illegal drugs and guns.

Desmond looked at his landlord and grinned "sure a bribe why not let's call it that, can you open the door for me now".

The landlord snatched the crystal away as fast as he could probably in fear I would go back on what I just said: "I always knew you were my best tenant always so considerate of me if your planning on doing something and telling me to look the other way say no more".
 
Right after getting my money he starts singing a different tune, its nice to know people can be bribed no matter what world you're on. Oleg when back into his home picked up his keys and opened my door before going back to his apartment. 

Oleg wait "I need a new set of keys how soon can you get them for me". He turns around after hearing me "I'll need a few days the guy I usually have is closed for now just don't lock your door when you go out till then". He then shut the door and went back to playing his music loudly I just know I'm gonna hate that song.

Stepping into my apartment it was fairly quaint not big but not small. When I entered it was into the living room there was a window looking out to the street I was just walking on, a table in the middle what looked to be a newspaper a sofa on the left and a small CRT TV. I constantly feel like I've been sent back in time instead of another world.

The bedroom was on my right it had a bed, a nightstand with a few memorabilia, a closet full of clothes, the bathroom was inside my bedroom it was small only a shower toilet and sink. My kitchen was on the left side of the living room it was plain-looking a few canned goods in the cabinets and a mini fridge you typically see at a hotel.

The place was quaint but it was better then the street now I could finally practice magic. I place all the stuff I was carrying on the table in front of me. Despite me being a bit tired I sit on the couch Pick up the first book In the pile titled Path Of A Magus. I was going to start reading it when someone came knocking on my door.

"Come on can't the universe just give me five minutes of piece to study magic". I lazily get up to answer the door, open it only to find a glowing fist right in my face "What?" I got punched hard.

The force from his fist was somehow able to send me flying, I landed on the table in the middle of the room. The table was sturdy enough not to break but my nose wasn't it was bent awkwardly to the right. I held my nose in pain as blood flowed out of it the punch also managed to disorientate me making the room spin resulting in me falling off the table to my left on the ground next to the TV.

"Whoo, That's what I'm talking about man it felt good. Hay Ross, you want to hit him too". Clement turned his head with a large grin on his face waiting for Ross's reply.

"Of course this old shit almost got us killed both its only fair we return the favor" Ross walks in the room with Clement following closely behind making their way next to Desmond still in pain on the floor.

Ross makes his way next to Desmond circling around him blocking his view of the TV while Clement stood by Desmond's feet. "Remember us you old bastard, you gave us the slip a little over 2 weeks ago I honestly thought all that stuff you said to our boss about taking on his debt and making everything right again was all a bunch of bull.

I was beginning to think maybe it was all a ruse to buy more time so you could break you, little friend, out or maybe you somehow managed to break the contract you signed and weren't going to come back to pay what you now owe. Giving your self enough time to escape so you wouldn't be killed for his mess. It scared the bloody daylights out of me ... Hay you listening to me".

Desmond stops holding his bloody nose as he looked at the man named Ross standing above him "who are you?".

Ross looked at me "who am I?". His foot then begins to glow as he kicks me so hard he almost dislocated my jaw. I spit out blood and if I had teeth they would have been kicked out.

"Have you got dementia old man, I work for Vincent Marino his holiness himself and the man you owe money to. I, on the other hand, am Ross Wagner your fucking baby sitter for the next 2 days until the deadline is up". He gave me another kick right in the gut making me curl up in a ball and cough up some blood. 

Feeling like I got the gist of what was happening and seeing as I was going to get beat up anyway I just had to ask him. "It looks like your right I really do have dementia mind refreshing my memory by telling me how much I owe". I look him right in the eye and give him the best smile I could muster showing him my bloody gums as some blood leaks out of my mouth.

That only managed to piss him off even more as he kicks me repeatedly harder every time "you owe 2,500 magic crystals you dumb shit". He didn't stop kicking me after he told me and at some point, his friend joined in as well both their feet were glowing as they repeatedly kicked an already beaten and bloody old man.

I could get to my gun or my knife even if I started a fistfight with them I know I would lose that glow on their body meant they were using magic. It was some kind that obviously enhanced their physical strength. That's why I didn't put much thought Into resisting the duo.

"Jeeze I'm not even that old man has been dead for a long time already yet I'm suffering for his problems. Its that boss of theirs that's the problem I don't know if he lent the money to that guy or if he's a drug dealer who lost his product but whatever he's doing he's doing it wrong.

Not to mention the genius that got into debt to such an obviously bad group of people not to mention that stupid old man who took on that other guys debt". I feel like this is a 3-way race to win who's the biggest idiot award out of the 3 the one that's winning I have no clue.

They keep beating me for a little while longer when my landlord Oleg comes walking in the open door. He sees what is happening and tries to stop them "hay, what do you think you're doing to my favorite tenant get off of him before I ...".

Both of the guys stopped beating me for a little while when Oleg showed, they then turned around took out there revolvers and pointed them at Oleg he froze on the spot. "you know what I was paid to look the other way anyways". He then promptly tries to leave the room.

I call to him in pain "Oleg help me please" Oleg keeps walking away not turning around while answering me "nope I wasn't paid to deal with this I was paid to look the other way" he then entered his home and closes the door, I could hear the door locking while I'm lying on the floor. I had no idea as to what I was hoping for anyways when I called him. 

"Alright, that's enough while I hate you I don't want to kill you after you finally got back but I also don't want you to go running off again so Clement break his leg.

I got shocked when he said that I may be able to repair the broken leg but I will still feel all the pain. "what wait no please listen". They didn't listen Clement picked up my right leg while Ross held me down I try kicking them away to no avail. Clement placed my leg on the table his right leg glowed as he brought it down like a hammer.

I can hear my bones clearly snap me scream only mad the 2 of them laugh. My leg was bent in an upward angle I could even feel bone fragments dig into me. The pain brought me to tears while the ones that did it to me were crying tears of joy.

"stop crying now I'm not a bad guy look hears a low grade healing potion" he opened the potion I thought he was going to give it to me but instead he pours it all into his mouth swishes it around like mouthwash and spits it back into the bottle. "Here you go that will fix you up nice you will still have a limp but its better than you are now". He said as he laughed "let's go Clement". Finished with me they both move towards the door to leave.

"Remember now 2 days well come pick you up and we will be watching you" he waved me by like an old friend as he closed the door and left.

"Fucking hell" I try to use my soul threads to fix my leg but there was a problem it wouldn't work.

What is the truth? What is reality? Could the end actually be the beginning? In a world were ancient beings walk beside you, guard people against the uniqueness of the world and powerful creatures around them. While trying to obtain the truth of everything and reach the pinnacle of magic. They face new contenders that make there already harrowing world that much difficult and strange. Resulted from a battle of immense proportions against beings incomprehensible, as they clash the void shatters cracks are left all over souls from all across different worlds and dimensions are free once more. This is were our story beings this is the journey of a man who leads to the spread of uncertainty.

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Carrie Sellers gave Roberta a weak grin and folded her arms across her chest. "I'll be alright...not to worry."

Roberta smiled, laughing lightly, and in her island accent said, "I just want to be sure you know the drill. My cell phone number is on the kitchen table. Give me a holler if you run into any trouble."

"Everything will be just peachy." Again Carrie attempted a smile but was certain it went awry, probably made her look uncomfortable—an unintended display of her true feelings.

Roberta's narrowing face appeared to say, Just peachy, eh? Are you sure you want this job? Pulling an all-nighter won't be the hard part. There's plenty of cookies and coffee to keep your engines running. It's the periodic check on my folks. You know, those two people you're being paid to nursemaid?

 Carrie had done this work before, in group-homes, with the elderly, the mentally ill, the disabled. But never alone, in a private residence, at night. Overnight. 

She'd felt a touch of anxiety while interviewing for the position, and then again upon accepting the weekend job. They both suffer from Alzheimer's. Each of them are now in the later stages. My father shouts out from time to time, periods of dementia, but only in the daytime. Other than that, they don't move, speak, or open their eyes. Carrie had followed Roberta into the bedroom, and at first sight of the withered black couple nearly cried out in horror. They were in just awful condition, eyes shuttered, mouths gaping, tree-bark skin appearing as old as time itself. Roberta demonstrated on how to change their diapers (something you won't have to do sweetie, unless there's an emergency), then adjusted the intravenous bags with the clear plastic hoses that snaked beneath the sheets. Roberta explained, the hoses enter their abdomens via the navel. 

"If something goes wrong and you can't reach me, call the doctor. His number is on the fridge."

"Okay." She nodded and coughed, trying to clear her throat of a sudden dry-spot. There was no reason to be frightened of the old sick black couple, was there? She would stay here overnight, drink lots of coffee and watch the late, late, late movie. And every now and then stick her head into their room to make sure everything was just peachy before heading back to the tube.

Roberta had a hand on the doorknob when she added, "Oh, every now and then you might have to play the tape recorder on the nightstand next Roberta had a hand on the doorknob when she added, "Oh, every now and then you might have to play the tape recorder on the nightstand next to the bed."

"Oh...well...how will I know when?"

"Sometimes dad gets a bit...well...agitated. But then again, he hasn't had an episode in over a month, and has never had one at night. Still, I think the tape calms them. It makes them happy. All should be, as you like to say, just peachy."

"Yes...everything will be fine," Carrie said.

"See you in the morning. About six." Roberta closed the door behind her.

Carrie listened as Roberta's footsteps hurried down the steps of the two-story building. It was the stride of a woman who had just left all her worries behind, a woman who was about to move on to something more important, something more enjoyable. 

A car started outside. A horn honked before it pulled away. The sound of the engine faded and then silence filled the apartment. 

The two room apartment. 

She, in the living area. 

Them, in the bedroom.

Them.

Carrie walked into the kitchen, which was really an extension of the living room. On the refrigerator was a magnetic reminder board with a phone number scrawled on it in magic marker. Below, the name 'Dr Allis' was written in looping script. That was the number she'd call if 'trouble' started, if dad got agitated. But only if Roberta couldn't be reached. Carrie glanced sideways at the table and saw only a cookie jar on a plain white tablecloth. 

My cell phone number is on the kitchen table. Give me a holler if you run into any trouble...

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