Romeo and Juliette is known as one of the tragic tales of all time but what happens if through out history a Romeo and Juliette is born.
Though this tale is bit different see she was born to keep peace after all witches are made to create balance in...
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WHEN EMORY was a kid she had many fears, I mean she would never admit them to anyone not even Lydia it's what she liked about herself she kept it all in. When she little she was afraid of the dark just like any kid her age.
When she was ten she was afraid of men mostly old men or men like her father. When she fifteen she was afraid of never finding love. Emory was know sixteen and she was scared of dying no not dying. She was scared of dying in pain and slow and alone. I mean she was never scared of dying but in the supernatural world she knew there was even more brutal ways to die. She just wanted her death if it ever came to be, she wanted it to quickly and pain free.
Though every time she day dreams or sleeps, she sees Erica. Erica even though being through sometimes was young and beautiful but her life was taken from her. She saw how she died and it pained her. She didn't just see it. She lived it. She felt Erica's free her pain and she took her last breathe.
Or maybe it was the guilt that ate her alive.
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After Emory had been rescued she stayed at Allison house, they watched over her. Allison was glad she was safe and Lydia stayed over two. Allison had her best friends safe. " Alli?" Allison looked over to see Emory her eyes had worried written in them. " Let me come, I want to see it for my own eyes." Allison shaked her head. Emory wasn't trained and she couldn't let someone else die. She couldn't lose her best friend.
" It's to dangerous." " But you could teach me I've done gymnastics for years till freshman year. We have a few hours left and I want to help." Emory says. " You don't have a weapon and my father won't give you a gun." But Emory shook her head. " I don't need one." " Here." Allison says opening a drawer a dagger. It was purple with a dragon wrapped around the handle the blade made of pure steal. The dragon had some jewels that made it stand out.
" Have it just in case." Allison says. " It's beautiful." She says touching the blade carefully. " My grandfather would be pleased that you joined us not that it matters but tonight we're going after Derek and his pack. Get dress I have some fighting to shoyou." Emory nodded. " And Emory I won't hold pack on any of them not even Isaac." Her face was filled with burning hatred but also showed zero emotion and Emory nodded. " Come on." " What about Lydia." " Let her sleep." She says as the strawberry blonde who was sleeping peacefully.
Emory changed as Allison was done with cleaning and sharpening her arrows. Allison took her hand and took her to there training room luckily Allison dad or grandfather was here so Allison began she trained her from the basics to the hard and it was easier since she was on the girls wrestling team but not that easy.
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IT WAS NIGHT and late Emory shook her head to get the memory playing out of her head. Allison want the only one that made mistakes that night but she couldn't think about it. She was with Scott alone trying to find Boyd and some girl.
