Friday, May 1, 2015

Welcome To Fitzville

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            So our plan eventually came down to this.
            We are going to be always activated when it comes to our powers. That way if we sense danger, we'll be automatically ready to fight them off. 

             Though what's the worst that could happen?
              Fighting them off should be realistically easy. There isn't much that has taken us out in the past, not even ourselves in simulations. (yeah I have this little simulation where I make the kids fight simulated versions of themselves, ex. Joe vs. Fake Cindy). I believe we can handle any problem.  

               I believe Amber, Cindy, Joe, Drake, Will, Xavier, Lauren, and Adam are going trick or treating, and Maxwell, Lawrence, Serene and Jennifer to watch them.

               Thank me that I have Jennifer to stabilize the three of them. I met her in India on the streets. She looked so sickly it was sad. I found out she was tactical, wise, and general off the charts smart; it was amazing. She also was the "calm down" girl of their team. Role: Goddess of Earth and Knowledge, associated with Athena.

                I overheard their conversation. From what I heard, it went like this.

                Lawrence: It was you, wasn't it?
                Maxwell: Why would it have been me?

                L: Because, you showed some pretty obvious discomfort towards them. Plus, you'd be the only one who would even be willing to kill them.

                M: I'm hurt. I truly am. Why one EARTH would I kill our friends. And may I add that this was years ago. Why are you bringing it up?

                L: Because this marks the twelve year anniversary of their deaths. They died on Halloween, which happens to be your favorite holiday.

                M: Okay, can you not? I didn't kill them.

                L: Sure you didn't.

                M: I DIDN'T.

                Serene: Lawrence stop it, he probably, he, you aren't going to believe this, but he probably didn't kill them.

                L: Don't be wise.

                S: Don't be accusing and bossy. 

                Jennifer: I can't believe this is even a discussion.

                M: Same.

                L: Well let's look at the evidence. He disliked them, and they always suggested Maxwell as the chew toy. Maxwell was always more hostile to them. Halloween is and has always been his favorite holiday. 

                M: None of that meant anything.

                S: Seriously.
                J: I'll believe Maxwell killed them when I have the physical proof.

                L: Why don't any of you guys believe me?

                S: Because you always pick at Maxwell for this kind of shit. I get it, he does very questionable things and wouldn't even be considered a true hero.

                M: Thanks. 

                S: Anytime. But he wouldn't go as far as to kill our friends.  

                L: Okay, if he didn't do it, who did?

                J: We still don't know, Lawrence.

                M: I still don't understand why tonight specifically is so important.

                L: Well, twelve is an important number to us, so god forbid you do something harmful to us tonight. By tradition.

                M: If I even wanted to do that, you'd be the only one I want to kill. Everyone else treats me just fine, unlike you, Lawrence, dear. 

                S: Ha! How does that burn feel Lawrence?

                M: No, Serene. No.

                S: Well then.

                J: I believe we should get ready for the night.

                And that's when I believe they dispersed. 

                Ironically enough, the death of those kids I did not see. Completely out of my grasp, which leads me to kind of side by Lawrence on this one...


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