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I smiled as Ash was thrown into the train, seriously wrecking his leg as he couldn't get it out. Taking both his and Riptides absent mindedness, I morphed into a hero.

Ash turned to me in confusion, Riptide doing the same. I smiled as I looked exactly like Riptide. He moved to kill me but I didn't care.

I ran and pushed him to the train before turning into a bee and flying off. Ash was going to get seriously injured.

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"I'm singing! I'm in a store and I'm singing!" The tv blared in front of me, showing the best Christmas movie of all time.

Hazel had seen it I don't know how many times, but I could tell she loved this movie because she would memorize the lines and say it while it was going.

The news flashed on after the movie finished, showing the fight I had with Ash last night. Oh how did I hate Ash.

Leo walked in a moment later, putting up his keys and setting his jacket in the back of the couch. He looked at the news and shook his head, limping slightly into his room.

Hazel watched him go with pursed lips, almost as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. I gave her a smile but I wasn't sure if she even saw it.

"Haze?" I asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah." Hazel nodded weakly, her eyes glistening with held back tears. I wrapped my arm around her as she continued talking. "I just think he might be hurt,"

I turned to see the tv and Ash getting slammed into a moving train. I tried to brighten the mood, "hey, at least he's not as injured as Ash."

Hazel smiled slightly though it didn't look like my joke cheered her up. After a long moment, she turned to look at me. "What would you do if you knew Ash? If he came home injured?"

'Probably punch him' was my first thought but I decided not to go with it. So instead I thought of how it would feel if I knew Secrets secret identity. "I'd tell him I'm always there for him,"

Hazel nodded and turned back to the screen. She focused on me in my costume and frowned before tilting her head as she pondered possibilities. "Do you think Shifters sorry?"

Was I? No, no I wasn't. It was fun, I had fun, I have fun. The world had been cruel to me, doesn't it only make sense if I can be cruel back to it?

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