T.F.C (Re-write)

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Parts 5
Time 18m

Reads 930
Votes 42
Parts 5
Time 18m

"Have you like heard?" a nearby girl said to her friends. I glanced at the girl before continuing to drink my cappuccino and eat my cherry cheesecake. 
    
      "What is it Ashley?" one of the girl's friends asked with pure confusion written on her face. The girl now dubbed Ashley spoke with a kinda eerie voice.
    
      "There's this like new group of people who are like suppose to be like helping with drug deals and like murders. I heard like they are ruthless and like merciless to people who like get in their way" she said with fear evident in her voice. A light smirk found its resting spot on my lips as I continued to dine. Gasps were heard from Ashley's friends. 
    
      "Really? What are they called?" another friend of the dubbed Ashley asked. This time I looked at the group of females, my smirk only widen and more visible. Ashley looked at her friends warily, as if she had seen a ghost, but she still said the name of the group. 
    
      "The Forbidden Children"
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    .
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    That's not the only thing on people's mind. There's a new Sword of Damocles. It's the Purple King. The eighth king. Wait maybe I should say Queen instead. After all the king is really a queen. I should know. Since I am that Queen.All Rights Reserved

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"Have you like heard?" a nearby girl said to her friends. I glanced at the girl before continuing to drink my cappuccino and eat my cherry cheesecake. 
    
      "What is it Ashley?" one of the girl's friends asked with pure confusion written on her face. The girl now dubbed Ashley spoke with a kinda eerie voice.
    
      "There's this like new group of people who are like suppose to be like helping with drug deals and like murders. I heard like they are ruthless and like merciless to people who like get in their way" she said with fear evident in her voice. A light smirk found its resting spot on my lips as I continued to dine. Gasps were heard from Ashley's friends. 
    
      "Really? What are they called?" another friend of the dubbed Ashley asked. This time I looked at the group of females, my smirk only widen and more visible. Ashley looked at her friends warily, as if she had seen a ghost, but she still said the name of the group. 
    
      "The Forbidden Children"
    .
    .
    .
    That's not the only thing on people's mind. There's a new Sword of Damocles. It's the Purple King. The eighth king. Wait maybe I should say Queen instead. After all the king is really a queen. I should know. Since I am that Queen.

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