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"You can't do this to me?! I made you this! I MADE you who you are!" For once the shamrock glow in her eyes shone unfamiliar to him. She wasn't the same old dainty damsel. She was undistinguishable. And that dreaded him. "You did, didn't you?" Her face reached mere inches away from his own. A stormy threat lying in her cool voice. "Now deal with the consequences." ~~~~~~~~~~ With dominant speeches and controlling orders being her lullaby, blasters and barrels being her play toys, she grew up in an abode she soon believed to be normal. Pretty normal for a Blakk. The smiles were soon forgotten, memories faded, only thing she taught of was destruction. Yet that darn little heart of hers. That undying feeling that surrounded her like cold mist. That slow realization of the path she was taking. That painful battle she fought against her conscience. As if things weren't already complicated. As if she hadn't already lost the sight of herself. Of what she was becoming. Of what was yet to come. Slugterra was falling into a deeper lurking darkness. The Shane. The only hope of light shone on the people. Yet everyone failed to remember that the said hero was only just a teenage boy trying to live through his life. Drowned in the burdens that fell on his shoulder. He smiled. Yet no one tried to seek past it. His bright eyes. Yet no one tried to search into their depth. But why in all the world, she did? And why in all the world he found her similar to him.
Acquainted Imposter
