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"That man... was the chief of police. Your mother committed many crimes back in her day. Her entire life, she was running away. Each time you have a vision like that, she is on the run from her own crime." Anthony said, looking at his feet.
"Holy shit!" I said. "So my mom is as bad ass as me. You know, like running from the popo and all that?" I said while doing a back flip. "Unfortunately, yes. That is one of the many reasons she is going to war." He replied. "OMG!" I said while running toward the door. "I have to go to that war! I have to save my parents!" I said as I ran out the door. "Veronica! Veronica come back here now!" Brandon yelled. "Veronica NO! If you die, I have nothing!" Lily screamed. Anthony used his superspeed to catch up to me. He was about 1 foot behind me. Lucky for me, I was the princess of a magical kingdom. A magical one! I used my powers to fly. "Veronica! Get back down here! You can't go to war! You aren't prepared!" Anthony shouted. Another sharp pain shot through my head. I dropped about 15 feet to the ground. "Anthony..." I mumbled.

"Go on Veronica! Fight for your family. If you don't, you will be a disgrace to your family!" My mom said. I was merely 13. I was dressed like I was ready for war with a sword. I was crying. "Mom, please no! Don't make me do this, mom!" My mom shoved me out the door. I ran away.

This time, I woke up to be laying on the gravel road, dazed and confused. I passed out once more from the pain of impact to the ground.

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