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I opened my eyes to see me, in a forest, with snow around me falling.
I felt comfortable and safe, security was what I've thrived through.

Walking around, I saw a dark shadow beside the trees, clapping his hands.

Quickly, I held my breath, hide behind a tree, as I heard the snow crushing and the clapping continue.

"Well done, child. I see you're following in your family's footsteps," The man spoke to me, "What a great relief."

I soon put the pieces together I step out of the tree to see the man.
His shorted beard, short hair, old fashioned clothing, and smug look.

"Y-You're..."

"Simone Mycroft. You've read about me, with that von Strucker boy."

"This is a dream," I say to myself, "I'm dreaming."

"Aren't you an intelligent girl. It took your father such a longing time before he came to the conclusion."

I shake my head. "Wait, no. This isn't real. You're not Simone."

The older Mycroft man chuckled, "This may be a dream, child. But I am real. Before my death, I wanted my bloodline to accomplish the things I could never do. So, with my wife, she made a blood curse. That the strongest in every Mycroft generation would be in the position that you are in, right now."

"I-I'm the strongest? There must be a mistake... Jack, he should be here, not me—" I sigh, "Why I am even worrying. This is all in my head."

"All in your head, you say," Simone mocks, "Then why do I feel so real?"

As I cock my head slightly to the side, wild flames came bursting on the trees, around us, trapping me with him. The fire quickly melted the snow and created a circle around us, as well.

I felt the heat, the burning flames. It makes my stomach turn, when the red-orange light grew wilder, making me feel weaker and weaker.

My brain becomes sloppy, my eyesight blurred. My body wobbled and stumbled.

Only an intense heat, a heavy flame, can cause me to be like this. The fire did weaken me, yes, but not like this.

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