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Developments.

"Did you realize you were speaking to The Harry Styles? Aka leader of Hellion?" Tori asked as we entered our house

"Oh. It was him? No wonder the name sounded familiar." I muttered, disinterested

"What were you talking about?" Gwen questioned as she shut the door

"I hope you didn't go all sassy on him!" Tori added with a teasing smile

"Unfortunately, that's exactly what I did." I smirked remembering how annoyed Harry had gotten.

I then proceeded to tell them exactly what happened, down to the very last detail.

"Man! I should've been there to see it!" Tori exclaimed, chuckling

"You could've gotten hurt! Do you know how dangerous he is?" Gwen exclaimed, worry evident in her voice

"Relax,babe.You know I can take care of myself,right?"

"Yeah.Let her be,Gwen.We've had 5 years of martial arts training,for goodness sake! Doesn't that count for anything?" Tori defended me

"You know what happened to our parents,right? I just don't want a repeat of that." Gwen muttered, shaking her head

I froze at the mention of my parents. Gwen's words brought out thousands of memories.Memories that I'd forced myself to forget.Memories that brought out nightmares.

I still remembered that day clearly.

We were at school when the incident happened.Apparently our fathers' had taken a huge loan from a group of people and failed to return it within the fixed amount of time.Turns out they were part of a gang.And they did not take kindly to someone messing with them.

So they did what any normal person wouldn't even dream of doing.They burnt our house down.I remembered coming home from school,and being surprise at the amount of people that had gathered.

It was one of the most helpless feelings in the world,knowing that our parents were in there,burning to death while we just stood there,watching as our world fell apart in front of our eyes.

That was the day I promised myself that I would never let anyone else suffer the same fate as I did. I started to help people out as much as possible.But I was only fourteen.My options were limited.

So I set out-with my two best friends-to an academy which specialized in Martial Arts.Soon,I'd earned my black belt in Karate and was mastering Jujitsu.

When the three of us finished high school,we got accepted to a University and moved to London.

So here I was, two years later, protecting the citizens of London from potentially dangerous gang members.

"That won't happen to us," Tori's voice shook me out of my thoughts

"She's right.We're different.We're stronger.And stronger is exactly what we're going to need if we want to rescue Stella." I declared

"I know, babe. But it's us three against god-knows how many of them. That's not exactly fair." Gwen muttered

"Life isn't fair, Gwen. You just gotta learn how to deal with it."

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"You sure about this?" I asked as we walked into the tattoo parlor

"Positive." Tori nodded

I can't believe the fact that she's agreed to get a tattoo done.I mean, that girl is terrified of needles.

I watched as she walked up to the receptionist and struck up a conversation with her. I wondered why she wanted to get a tattoo all of a sudden. And that too at this parlor specifically. It was the most cheapest and run down place I'd ever been to in my life.