Chapter 30:

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Look at me. I'm all ready and healthy, excluding my wings of course. Actually. Look at all of us. We are a team. I'm packing up some of my necessities. My gun. My new blade. My pride. Derek walks by me, he's leaning against the wall again. "You sure about this? You're all ready?"

"Like hell I am," I give a small, confident smile. Derek smirked a bit and gave a nod. "Good, we need that type of attitude to stay with our team. I'll give you a few more minutes and it's time to move out." He stepped away and made sure he was ready as well.

"Roger that," I respond. I turn and she's fawning over my wings again. "Jor, I'm fine, really. I have barely even used them all my life anyway." She squints at me a bit, "But doesn't it hurt?"

"I'm a big girl now thanks," I sort of murmur and she steps towards me. Jordyn embraces me in a tight hug, "I just want you to be ok... After all this."

"And I want you to be alright too 503." I'm stroking her back, she winced when I said the number she had. I meant it as a sort of joke. I guess it's a dark joke. She gazes up at me, I look back at her. We come close for a small kiss and I run a hand through her soft, brown hair. I pull away, trying to avoid showing myself blushing. "You got that machete I gave you?" Jor nods, "Yep."

"Good." Derek walks back in. "Time to move out team."


Team. Such a small, but big word. Never been apart of one. Until now. I've been so alone most of my life. And now, I don't have to face problems or missions alone. It's way easier now.


Sometimes we appeared out of thin air on a dark city night, up on a building. Gusts of wind blowing through our hair, fur, wings, you get it. We would glare around, with our mysterious faces and search for something that interested us. Pain crosses our mind every now and then, but they wouldn't let that get in their way of finishing the job. Saving the lives of so many innocents was our lives now. We understand why we do it, justice. And we were never what people called "criminal." But no one ever knows why.

Jordyn is the bird hybrid. Victoria is the animal shapeshifter. Derek is the vampire, werewolf hybrid. And me? Some say I'm Mystic. Others 545. Maybe even Luminous. I'm the broken angel, being fixed by her team, the Abnormals.



I am Tiffany.

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