Queen Of Paradox (Unedited)

Storming the Castle

"This is last time I'm asking...are you guys sure you wanna do this?"

"Yes."

"Absolutely."

"....I'm telling mom."

William acted fast and grabbed hold of his sister's ponytail as she made to stand.

"Ouch! What's your fucking damage Willy? Let go!"

"Are you gonna run off and call mother if I do?"

"Yes! Because you guys are trying to commit suicide!"

Dean scoffed from his position by the window in their main sitting room and moved closer to the couch the Shore siblings occupied. "I told you we should have just lied to her."

"And how do you supposed we would have convinced her to help us if she didn't know the whole story?" William asked sarcastically.

"Well she knows and she still isn't helping!" Dean snapped.

"And she doesn't appreciate being talked about as if she's invisible!" She interjected. When both males looked at her with a raised brow she rolled her eyes. "I wasn't trying to make a joke! I'm not invisible right now so I'd like to be talked about as if I'm a part of the conversation. Thank you very much."

Melody's ability was invisibility. When she first triggered it's appearance after her turn, she wasn't able to turn it off for a month. William and Ethan had teased her relentlessly and she'd been sensitive about it ever since.

William released her ponytail and she straightened with a huff. She was an exact replica of their mother. The same pale grey eyes, high cheekbones, tall waif figure and glossy golden locks. The only difference between them was that Melody's hair was at least twice as long, and her lips were bee stung.

"Then just hear us out." Dean insisted.

"Fine. You have ten minutes."

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"I still think you two are fucking nuts!"

"Dully noted sis. Now, which one is he?"

Melody sighed and pointed to the end of the bar.

A man with dirty blond hair falling in soft waves around his face, took down a shot to the cheers of a small group. He turned the empty shot glass down and gave a loud, woot! A wide grin on his face. He was a pretty boy for sure.

"Who's up for another round!" He asked his group. Revealing a British accent.

"It's on me for five minutes of your time." Dean cut in.

The group quieted and eyed the new arrivals. The blond's green eyes narrowed slightly until they landed on Melody. Familiarity and something else flashed in his eyes. "Yours is a face I never thought I'd see again."

"Trust me, that was the plan." Something resembling hurt crossed his features before his expression turned cold.

"What do you want from me?"

"Your help Grant." She said quietly.

"What kind of help?" He pressed.

"We need your help taking back something...someone that belongs to us." Dean answered.

Grant was silent for a while then he turned to his friends with a smile. "I'm afraid I have to stop the fun here lads, beauties," he lifted the hand of the closest girl and kissed her knuckles. Earning a giggle. "The next round's on me!" He announced before pulling out his wallet and dropping a few bills on the counter.