Elipolodge ( Did I even spell that right?)

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We were all dressed in black which suited the funeral but since we were in Africa, I was overheated.

Tom stood silently with his gun over his shoulder as he looked at it. Mina , Dr.Jekyll , Skinner and Nemo were doind the same as well as the natives. I stood on the right of Tom as he has held my hand in his left.

I wore my hair in a bun , black pants, a white blouse with a black vest and long black boots. my knives were around my waist.

I pondered on what to do. I was orginally here becuase wanted me , wanted my powers, and possibly if we didnt stop him, wanted my body. Tom often looked at me ,to see if would show any emotion. When something like this happens, I would turn stone face and wont show any emotion. But Tom knows that behind close doors, all of my emotions will come out. He wraps his arm around my waist.

" I screamed for him," I said

Everyone looked at me.

"The legend that says that when a death happens, there would be a bashee's scream," I countinued.

They nodded finally understanding. One by one , they left. Tom and I stayed. Tom put his gun on the grave , grabbed my hand and we walked with the group.

Maybe I could show the world that I am here, that banshees are not gone anymore. I don't want to hide who I am at all. Never ever

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