Gabe: Amanda Marcus

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I flew out of there like a bat out of hell, hating William's father was natural for an angel, but not for a fallen one.  I normally would not have done that, but the scent from the female vamp drove my inner angelic being insane.  Flying always calmed me, but when I reached the outside of Will's house I crashed, seeking the scent that drove me insane.

"What the..." I heard the most angelic voice say.  I looked over seeing the most perfect sight ever, the perfect girl.  "William!"  Well then, that is not what I expected.  She ran, she rean right to the mansion after looking at me once.  And do you know what I did?  Watched... and cried.  Like a little girl.

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