Seva: Service; working for the benefit of others.
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Angelina spent her late preteens into her early teens fighting for not only her life, but the lives of others close to her. She just wished that after the loss of their close friend, Allison Argent...
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Angelina spent an hour running through the rain, passing the yellow busses, trying to catch either one of their scents.
"Come on." Angelina shouted slamming her hand into the fence.
"close your eyes."
"No. No. No, come on."
The young werewolf ran, faster than she has ever ran. She swung around the busses and headed straight towards the lit of lacrosse field. Once her eyes landed upon the two blondes she picked up her speed, jumping in front of them as an arrow soared through the sky.
Come on Kira.
A sharp pain shot through her upper abdomen, she glanced down to see an arrow sticking out. "Well this isn't a first," She grumbled.
"Angelina," Brett said catching her as she stumbled.
"It's fine," Angelina grunted, wrapping a hand around the arrow and yanking it out. "Let's go."
"What happened to you calling me back the other day?" Brett questioned in between breaths.
"I got kidnapped and thrown down a well," She shrugged apologetically and pulled them off the field.
"Come on." He said leading them into Kira's car. He forced the younger girls in the back because "oldest in the front".
"Why the hell am I still bleeding?" Angelina whined, trying to stop the bleeding.
"You have to trigger the pain," Lori spoke.
Brett turned around and smiled.
"Brett, no," Angelina groaned.
"Brett, yes," He replied, reaching back and breaking her hand.
Now sitting at the animal clinic, Angelina was fully healed, still wanting to kill Brett for breaking her hand. "Stop plotting my death," He leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"How - No. I don't think I will," She remarked with a smirk.
A hand slipped through hers as Angelina looked to her left she saw Lori, the girl squeezed her hand. "It's going to be okay, we will end this soon."
"I hope so," Lori sighed.
Angelina caught a glimpse of Kira leaving the room, wondering where she was going. The werewolf listened intently but then blinked rapidly in disgust. Faking a gag towards Lori, which made her laugh lightly.
"Satomi this is who I was telling you about," Kira panted, obviously out of breath from the make out session that just happened.
Satomi turned around, smirking. "I know who Scott McCall is."
