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"Where did you get shot?"

"You're kidding, right?" I force a laugh. Did he seriously just ask that?

"No. I want to know. The police didn't tell us anything. Is the wound still visible?"

"It still bleeds if anything hits it too hard. I've only been dead for a couple years."

"Can I see it?"

I pull my shirt down slightly, exposing just under my left collarbone. It's been stitched before, so now it's just a black scratch.

"Whoa. Does it still hurt?" he stands and softly touches the scar.

"Sometimes, after I use my super or even just teleport, it'll burn. Other than that, not really."

"Hm. Weird."

"What's weird about it?" I turn and head for the fridge.

He's the weird one, that's what.

"Nothing. So, how's Zoe?" Timothy changes the subject.

"How did you know I was still close to her? I don't think I mentioned her," I grab the milk and pour a glass. For some reason, I feel like I should not be bending over.

"Well, she hung herself. I just guessed," he helps me get a cup since I can't reach it.

"She's been busy, but as far as I know, she's happy down there."

"What do you mean by busy?"

"She's head healer, so whenever someone is taken to the Underworld, she heals any wound they may have. Now that I'm banned from the Underworld, she's been bringing the dead, as well. Only thing is, she can't teleport, so it takes her forever to find the person."

"Morning, Tim. Raven," Sara comes downstairs. Her hair is wild, makeup smudged.

"Morning, Sara," Timothy grabs a bottle of pills and a glass of water for her. She takes them and hands Tim the bottle and glass when she's done. I read the bottle.


"I've gotta get ready for work," she starts going back upstairs.

"You aren't going to eat?" Tim questions her.

"No time," she departs to her room.

"Is she okay?" I ask.

"Not really. She lost her brother to lung cancer about a year ago. Since then, she's always said she's fine, but never lets anyone in her room. When she was at work one day, I snuck in. She still doesn't know. She has paintings on her walls. One of them is an acronym for the word "fine." Feeling I'm Nothing to Everybody. Another one says something along the lines of "Don't push me to my limit. I might do it for you" with a picture of a shadow person sitting on the edge of a cliff. She painted them. She's talented, but for a bad reason."

"Oh. Well, I have to turn in my application today. I'm going to get ready to go."

"Okay. Bye," he waves and turns on his phone.

I wave back and take a shower, get dressed. The usual. Then I leave. At first, I just walk around to kill time. I walk into an alleyway and call Hybrid.

"Call Hybrid," I tell my demon chip.

"Calling Hybrid... Call failed. Try again?"


"Calling Hybrid... Call failed. Try again?"

"Yes," I say again, getting annoyed.

"Hello?" Hybrid answers.

"Why haven't you called me? When I was corrupted, you promised we'd keep in touch no matter what. What happened to that promise?"

"I'm sorry, alright. I'm just... I'm scared, alright? I know you, and I know you burst when something gets overwhelming. I didn't know how you would react to me saying I loved you. I don't want to hurt you," he confesses.

"I'm only hurting because you won't talk to me. Just because I don't feel the same yet doesn't mean you have to ignore me. Earth isn't easy, and it's harder with nobody to talk to. I need you, Hybrid."

"Okay. If you really do, I'll try my best. Dang. Zelon got out again. I've gotta put the inmates in lockdown again. Talk to you later."


I end the call and head to 5Below. The job is mine.

Within a week, I already know how to work a cash register and I have my first paycheck. Fifty dollars. It should be enough to get a wallet. Then I'll save the rest.

"Incoming call from Zoe," my demon chip screams at me. This is the fourth time in an hour. It's almost time for my break.

Finally! She's called me three more times in thirty minutes. I take my break and walk outside.

"Call Zoe," I tell my chip.

"Calling Zoe," it replies.

"Freaking finally! Why wouldn't you answer?" she sounds firm. I'm in trouble.

"I was at work. I didn't want it to seem like I was talking to myself. I'm sorry."

"Jess is hurt badly. Zelon used his super and destroyed her. Her arm will have to be amputated due to infection, and the rest of her body is covered in burn wounds. Her chip was destroyed, but we got another one in. As of now, she's becoming a Forgotten."

"No. No. No. No. No. I can't lose her. I need to see her."

"Raven, you know that's not possible," she sighs. "But I need to tell you something."

"What happened now?"

"Remember when your chip was removed?"


"When I checked you out afterward, you had DNA of a different ability."

"And you didn't tell me this until now?" I'm kind of angry, but still scared for Jess.

"I was told not to. You had the DNA of mind."

"Mind?" I'm confused.

"Mind control, mind reading, things like that. If you learn to control it, you can even take someone's ability away permanently."

"Whoa. Okay. Um... why are you telling me this now specifically?"

"Because if you read my mind, you'll be able to see Jess through my eyes."

"How do I train for something I never knew I had?"

"Ask Timothy if he'll let you use him as a target," there's a flatline in the background. "Shoot. Charge 350. Clear."

"What happened?" I panic.

"Again. Clear."

"Zoe, fill me in," I raise my voice unwillingly.

"Charge 400. Clear."


"Starting compressions."


"Charge 450. Clear."

"Time of death-"

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