Castles, mysteries, detectives on the hunt. A lot can happen in a short time in the world of Denoë. Especially when you have a physcopathic shapeshifter in the centre of all the commotion. Who will win? When it's the curious case of Raven, from Deno...
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"What?" Nathan questioned, almost horrified by Zoe's response. "Tara from Denoë?"
Zoe nodded, "Yes that Tara..." She replied nervously. "Why?"
Nathan was shaking, his adrenaline was skyrocketing. He suddenly dropped everything and bolted down the hospital halls. "Nathan!" Zoe shouted, she huffed as she knelt down to pick everything up.
Nathan charged through the doors, bumping into someone as they flew their letters up into the air. "Hey!" She shouted.
Nathan had no time to apologise, he needed to find Tara. He didn't speak to her at the funeral, but he knew who she was, and she didn't look infected like Oscar. So, she must've healed herself somehow. He needed to know what, before Oscar would get worse. He continued to run, his breath falling short as he ran along the road.
A truck was coming, Nathan slowed down, looked over his shoulder and-
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Raven slithered through the trees. She was in Denoë gardens, she didn't know where else to go. She needed something to do. She watched her own movements as she snapped her own neck back to make sure she wasn't seen. She glared forward. It was time she dropped down.
She dropped to the floor, bending her legs as she balanced her landing. HShee straightened up. Smiled brightly like she was just awarded a Nobel prize. She fixed up her shirt slightly, grinning to himself. "Hey sistah!." A voice yelled from behind her. She froze and turned around. It was Hope.
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She turned around to see her sister, beautiful as ever as she was a young woman, around the age of nineteen like everyone else who lived in this castle. "Heyy SISTAH!" Raven smiled awkwardly.
"Raven..." She sighed as she stepped closer to her. "I know you killed Toby." She whimpered, trying to keep her tears at bay.
"Sorry!?" Raven replied, just shocked at what she was saying. "I didn't kill him!"
"Yes, you did." Hope blurted. "Your DNA was at the flipping crime scene!"
"What!?" Raven exclaimed taking a step back. "I don't even know what you are talking about!"
