(Y/n) Pov
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(Flashback)
Vander sat in the chair across from Powder and I, he held an annoyed expression "..What is it that you two, want?" He spoke with an eyebrow raised.
"..(Y/n) and I were wondering if... We could go on the next mission." Powder stated.
Vander let out a soft sigh before replying "You two aren't ready.".
I immediately stood up slamming my fist onto the table "Vander I appreciate that you're trying to keep Both Powder and I safe. But we don't want to be treated like some seven year old.".
Powder suddenly spoke while standing up as well "..(Y/n) and I are going on this mission. And there is nothing that's going to stop us...".
I turned towards Powder with a big grin, all I got in return was a quiet giggle.
"..FINE, just don't get hurt. And try to stay OUT of trouble." Vander uttered while turing away from the two of us.
"...We're looting a shop. We'll at least get in some trouble.".
Vander turned around glaring at me. I let out a nervous chuckle while he stared daggers into my eyes.
"(Y/n) I think we should go!" Powder suddenly grabbed my hand and pushed me out the door.
"Hey-"
Powder immediately put her hand over my mouth sushing me "..You need to learn when to shut you-."
I stuck my tongue out licking Powder's hand. Causing the shorter girl to shout in disgust.
"You're gross..".
I chuckled while wrapping my arm around powders shoulder bring the shorter girl into a side hug. "Nope... I'm just (Y/n)..".
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(End Of Flashback)
Slowly my eyes began to open. All I could manage to see was a Dark ceiling.
I couldn't move...Couldn't speak..
I just...I felt like a big pile of flesh and bones, that couldn't move.
What did Silco drug me with?
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Okay this is a short chapter. I'll probably update on Wednesday or Thursday.
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