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I slump down on the floor. Tears stream down my face. I punch the closet door. That witch! She... she killed my mother and now I know her face. At last. Though I would be much happier if we didn't go through all that.

"She has to be a powerful demon." I say through tears.

"I know, master." My Shadow says.

"She will pay." I hiss.

"Al?" Antony calls from the other side.

I turn. My Shadow turns.

"I'm not sure what to say but... I'm so so sorry it happened to you." Antony says.

You don't know how much pain I have been in for almost ten years now.

"But... um... do you want to talk?" He asks.

Not really.

"Um... so... I'm going to order pizza, your favorite of course but... if you need anything come talk to me." Antony calls.

Honestly, I lost my appetite at the dance. I slam my head into the door. I let out an angry breath. I take out my knife and throw it at the middle of the billboard. It hits instantly. I stand up. Anger flashes through me. My eyes turn red. My shadow grows.

"The hunt is on." I touch the knife. 

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