"Michael I Want You To Understand Something. That Baby, Can Kill Me. Do You Understand How Powerful She Will Be Once She Comes Into Her Powers. I Want You To Find That Baby, Bring Her Back To Me, No Matter What It Takes."
"How Am I Suppose To Find-"
"Figure It Out!" Kymera Yelling With Her Booming Voice, Making The Foundation Of What Was Left Of The Castle Shake.
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....Getting Out Of The Stall Was Also A Hassle. I Blame Myself. As I Was Washing My Hands I Felt A Presence Behind Me. I Looked Up Seeing A Man Behind Me, Dressed In What Looked Like Hunt-mans Clothing From A Movie. He Startled Me So I Screamed. He Tried To Grab Me But It Was Hard Because Of The Poofy Material Around Me. We Began Fighting And He Tackled Me To The Ground, Pinning Me There.
"Get Off Me You Sick Fuck!" I Yelled.
"Your Coming With Me, Princess." His Gruff Voice Said.
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"Michael They Were Plagued."
"But Did Y'all Try To Save Them?! Huh Conna?! No! Y'all Gave Up On Them So Easily. As Much Shit As We Did For Your Kind, You Should Have Done Better For Them!"
Conna Began Floating Towards Me, Cupping My Face In Her Hand But I Swatted It Way. She Pulled Her Hand Back Quickly, Rubbing It With The Other. "Michael There Was Nothing We Could Do For Them. They Were Too Far Gone."
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The Boxer And The Dancer (Michael B. Jordan)
FanfictionTwo Different People, Two Different Passions, One Goal. Finding Their Place.
