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Fighting with Fire
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Ongoing, First published Jan 29, 2018
Alessandra Abernathy is not your everyday orphan, she has a secret that she must protect. She is able to make people happy only by coming in skin to skin contact with them. However, with great power there is great consequence and her power is accompanied with devastating consequences. All the happiness she gives out is not just created, but in reality is stolen from her and transferred to the other person, she has no control of this "gift". Little by little she is sucked dry of her happiness the longer she touches someone. What happens when the tyrannical government of her country finds out about her ability and requests her assistance in soothing their minds from the stresses of orchestrating a war?
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