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𝙩𝙬𝙤

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬

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“Y/N,” Ben’s voice echoed into the room as the girl’s door. “It’s time for your…testing.”

The girl, previously hanging upside-down from her vines, dropped down to the ground and walked towards him. “I don’t wanna go.” She pouted at him.

“Well, I don’t care what you want okay, be there in five.” The boy looked over at his sister’s weary face and sighed. Brushing her messy hair out of her face he spoke in a voice he only reserved for her. “You’ll be fine, okay? I’ll walk you there myself and walk you back to your room when it’s over, yeah?” He held his hand out.

The girl slightly smiled as she took his hand and they walked towards her dreaded location.

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“The big one is strong but slow, basically an idiot.” Marcus, their leader, breathed out. It was Sparrow’s morning workout when they all reminisced about yesterday.

“Enough of this, we need to find these freaks and take them out already.” Ben spoke.

“Oh, you mean like this,” Marcus stopped his machine and pressed the TV remote. The TV showed a blue orb sending the Sparrows flying, and in the middle stood a scrawny Umbrella member.

Marcus hoped off his machine and stood in front of the room, “Imagine what would happen to our reputation if someone were to ever see that.”

Marcus continued, “We haven’t faced decent enemies for years, this could be good for us. But only is we’re smart with how we go about this.”

“Hey,” Jayme, number Six, spoke,” Didn’t those Umbrellas seem similar to people that Y/N keeps talking about.”

“Yeah,” Alphonso, number four, added, “Same powers, same features, same everything.”

Marcus looked at them then chuckled, “Those were just dreams. You know how much Y/N Likes to merge her dreams with reality. She was probably just describing characters from a comic book.”

“Besides, we would never let her hang out with any losers.” Ben added.

“Over our dead bodies.” The Sparrows spoke in Unison.

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Luther jogged around the park and waved at the birds following him. Too many birds.

“Holy shit!” He sprinted away as Faye's birds came after him. Suddenly he crashed against a light post making him fall onto the ground.

He heard footsteps waddle over to him.
A familiar pattern.
“Don’t worry this will be quick.” A soft breezy voice whispered to him.
A familiar voice.
The voice blew a seed out of their hand, which caused the seedling to turn into a flower in a matter of seconds, falling gently on Luther’s cheek. In a matter of seconds, Luther felt a burning sensation on his face and felt himself grow weak.
A familiar power.

“Y/N?”