Chapter 8: A Chat with the Shifter

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"What do you want, we are not supposed to fight until tomorrow!" I shouted. "Well, I figured I check out my competition before tomorrow's battle!" Mori retorted. He was in his dragon form again, but he flew down from the sky and turned into his "human form".

"So, where are we fighting anyway?" I asked. "How about London, England. Better yet, on your father's grave!" Mori said with a snicker. "How do you know where my father is berried? And how do you know my father is dead?" I asked, beginning to sound scared. No answer.

He looked down at my eye and shoulder. "Oh, how's the eye?" he asked. "and, when did that happen to your shoulder? It looks like you'll be injured before the main battle has even begun." I glared at him with such great threat.

"Don't avoid the question Mori, I said how did you know my father?"

"Let's just say my father knew your father."

That last sentence puzzled me so much. "So, how are you and the Guardians? You seem to be getting pretty close to them, especially Jack." Mori said. "What do you mean I seem to be getting pretty close to Jack?" I asked. Why is he asking me all these confusing questions.

"What would you do if one of them got hurt?" he snickered. "DONT YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT HURTING THEM MORI!!!!" I screamed. At that moment, my hands were shaking, and were glowing pink. Our eyes widened.

"How are you doing that? When did you get powers?" he asked. "I don't know. But, if you want to stay in one piece, I suggest you leave now until tomorrow!" I threatened.

"Fine, but I'll worn you about 2 things. One, if ANYONE interferes with our match, they get hurt. and Two, you are going to die on your father's grave! Till tomorrow, Hannah Valentine!" he said, then he flew off in his dragon form.

I ran back to the Pole and slammed the door. "Jeez Hannah, what's going on?" Tooth asked." "I just takes to Mori, and I found out I had powers!" I said, with a frightened face. Then I ran off to the room, slammed the door, and locked it.

Oh crap. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and it's also my death day. I looked over at my guitar. My father gave me lessons when I was younger, and I never stopped playing. I can also sing. My dad told me that I had a great voice and I would make it big in the music industry. My mom on the other hand didn't really pay attention.

Anyway, I decided that I should go to sleep, but that was a terrible idea because I had another foreshadowing nightmare!

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