Chapter 9: Five

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All of us stood in a semi-circle, I was begging them to help us. 

"Please, just help me. She's so powerfull and deserves a chance to help others like we do. Just put your differences apart for 5 minutes and help her. Please." 

"Woah, he said please twice in one sentence. You must really care about her." Klaus teased causing my face to burn bright red and glare at him.

"Shut up but yes I care about her" I sneered trying to regain the natural colour of my face but yet I remained bright red. "So will you help me?"

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After our conversation with our father, Vanya stayed in the office but the rest of us headed back up to our rooms. I was pacing in my room when she dashed in. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my kneck. We abruptly fell backwards onto my bed, I laughed in suprise as she thanked me with her mesmerising smile.

"I'm so happy for you Vanya" I replied as we lay together.

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  An hour or so later, I was called to Vanya's training along with Mom. 

"Seven, objects are going to be thrown at you and Five, you must extend your barrier to cover you both." Father called from the other side of the room, I turned to her and stared in confusion. She ignored me and prepared herself. The white energy swirled around her hands, as the object was launched at us, her energy pushed out around us and the object was held above the shield. She moved and crouched infront of me so that the shield was over a smaller amount of space. After a while, I was sent back to my room. When the alarm rang, I hastily scrambled into my suit and was trying to find my domino mask when Vanya's irritated knock arrived on the door. 

"Just a second!" I replied as I smoothed out my suit and hair, she was stood outside of my door. Her suit was splayed open over her chest displaying her bra. Staring at the ground and trying to ignore her body, I pulled the zip up to her neck. Taking her into my room, I put the mask on over her eyes and turned her to see what she looked like. Filled with pride, I watched her face. 

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