Part Thirteen

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Connor's POV

Alina was daydreaming. "Uh, Alina? We have to go. Now."

"Oh, oh,right! Well? What are you waiting for? Let's go!" She grabbed the sleeve of my hoodie as she walked past, dragging me with her. I didn't get it. One minute not fine and the next, fine. I hated girls. Too difficult to understand. 

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"Thank you for taking the time to come here," Pearilia said as she stalked the outskirts of the room, defensively. 

"Why are we here?" Alina pondered aloud, forcing all eyes to fall upon her fragile frame. 

"Because, naturally, after saving you - all of you - from the Ministry, we would like something in return." Marcus took in a sharp breath and gripped Delia's hand. I had a feeling that this opportunity was going to be one that involved some pain. 

"What? Come on! Just get to the flaming point, already!" Ryan was loosing it - he was beginning to loose it so much that even Louisa was loosing control of him along with Maria, his own sibling. 

I could feel myself begin to loose it; nobody had ever given me a straight answer my entire life. The least I deserved was a good one now. 

"Revenge." Me and Alina shared a look of confusion. "Help us to get revenge on those that have wronged us and yourselves. Help the Reformation by becoming part of our master plan of destruction. Help the Reformation take back what every human has a right to. Oxygen."

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