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The Royal Twelve and the Raven's Talons.

~Delmundo

Her plan to intimidate me into submission was pathetic and it was clear to me that she was pawn from the start. I had planned on getting her curious about what I intended to accomplish but there was no need. My plan was already in motion.

I was not where I wanted to be which was on a fucking hospital bed and talking to my least favorite person. Lydia Phobos, also known as Sheevah. We had been in a relationship for a while and it had been a disaster. I broke it off and she had been my enemy ever since.

To get back at me, she and her new rebound plotted to take my life and they almost succeeded. Here I was with various degree burns and broken bones stuck with a gloating ex. She still wanted me because a woman like her could not handle being rejected. Blame mommy and daddy for that.

She was in a short leather skirt with matching boots that reached her thigh and a white form fitting blouse. It gave of some form of high school vibe.