Wait! She Knows Who We Are and She Didn't Fangirl?!

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A/N: Before I begin, you have to realize that writing this particular chapter was such a strech, it physically hurt me to write this. Please don't hate me after reading this...

Rain’s POV

            I guess they were kind of cool. After John scared them we just ate dinner, we still were, I guess that was okay too… I don’t know, I’m really not up to it today; John refused to hold a séance in the graveyard a few miles away. Why is my brother so boring? Instead we spent the night watching ugh chickflicks, cue shurddering. My, oh so manly older brother (please note the ocean load of sarcasm put into that last phrase) was crying throughout the reject love stories that were accidently approved and showed in theaters all across America. I was trying to shoot laser beams at the T.V. my eyes… Well yah, I’m the typical Goth, what are you going to do about it. It’s hard to stay so cheerful when your life is at risk for being the daughter of an international spy. My life was always at risk, almost everywhere I went, dad’s beloved enemies (note the larger amount of sarcasm right there) were always there to attack me. They target me because they think, oh look there’s his daughter, and she’s Goth, she must be so depressed, and she looks like a wimp, let’s go kidnap her and hold her ransom. Yah, they aren’t here to tell you these stories anymore, but if you want to hear them, you could always go ask the NYPD if you can talk to them. Truth is, I’m a lot more skilled then Jo, don’t get me wrong, compared to a normal thirteen-year-old she is like super women times a million, but I have like a sixth sense. I’m never wrong. I’m also one of the reasons Jo and Crystal are still alive. I just know when we are being attacked; I get this feeling about an hour before it happens. Speaking of that feeling…

“Everyone, get up NOW,” I shouted, Jo looked at me, fear evident in her eyes; I nodded, confirming her beliefs. She took control. “Crystal, you and John drive the boys away RIGHT NOW!” “What’s happening,” questioned, I think Liam? “Crystal and John will explain on the way there,” I said. They were quickly ushered out of the house. “Jo,” I said worriedly, “this isn’t just some normal attack, we can handle it but we need to get everyone else away, quick”. She nodded and contacted the guards. “Okay, they’re going to attack from the skylight and the cellar,” I said after she was done, “typical, she muttered. I nodded, “I got the skylight,” I told her, there main entrance was the skylight and no way in hell was I going to let her near there. She nodded, “Do you have everything,” I asked her, she nodded yet again. I’ve got the same type of gadgets as her but mine are a little more deadly. Not to mention a trained pet python Fayonette. I have a tranquillizer gun, tucked into my bra strap and my fake nails have venom in them, if I scratch, it puts the person straight into a coma, I quickly slip on the nails and slipped Fayonette near the entrance door of the cellar, I emptied my bag and handed her a bulletproof suit and a wide headband, also bullet proof, we quickly rush to change into them, then we split up. They would be here in less than five minutes. Then I quickly called the police and told them to show up in thirty minutes, this fight wouldn’t last long.

Crystal’s POV

I quickly hopped into the driver’s seat of the minivan and sped off. Liam finally broke the silence, “Why did we leave,” he asked, trying to sound calm but failing… completely… “Okay, you’re going to find this hard to believe… Jo is physic to a certain extent, she gets this feeling which usually signals danger, she’s almost always in danger because their parent’s enemies find her an easy target, they’re dead wrong, so yah,” I said in one breath, glancing at the boy’s shocked faces. John spoke up, “where are we going,” I pulled out my phone, “Hey Dani! Can we come over,” I asked. “Sure, with who,” she asked. “1D and Jo’s brother,” I told her. “Okay,” she said, “don’t tell them, but Eleanor, Pierre, and Annie are here too,” she exclaimed. (Annie is Niall's old friend from Mullingar)