Chapter 3

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Jenna's P.O.V.

I stumbled and fell as I teleported to the church. Groaning, I stood up as I looked around.

"Pretty neat place, huh?"I muttered as I kicked away a bit of mud.

I then noticed a lot of dirt on my clothes.

"Just great," I grumbled, trying to brush off the dirt the best I could.

When I was done cleaning myself, I walked inside the church. It was eerily empty and quiet.

To my surprise, there was already someone there, surrounded by weeping angels. It was a man, wearing a tweed jacket and a bowtie. He was backed up against the wall, with no escape. So I did the normal thing.

"TAKE THIS, YOU LITTLE PIECES OF SHIT!" I yelled as I shot the gun at all the six weeping angels. They all crumbled to pieces.

The strange man stared at me in shock.

"How did you do that?!" He asked.

I scowled at him.

"You're welcome," I grumbled.

"How the HECK did you do that?"

"Because I'm epically amazing. But if you want, I'll say I got totally awesome skills and that I have weapons that can defeat any alien in the universe,'cause it's true."

"But how-?"

"Well, nice talking to you, but I gotta go save the universe now. Ta-ta!"

I was about to turn around to leave when light flashed around me, and I wasn't there anymore.

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