Chapter 19

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"Magnolia. Magnolia!" A voice hissed. Someone was shaking her shoulder. Magnolia slowly opened her eyes. Pale blue eyes that stared into hers, were illuminated in the night. "Astra?" She muttered, slowly getting up. Their noses barely touching each other. "Magnolia," His warm breath on her lips. "I..." He breathed. "Hm?" She rubbed her eyes. Their lips met for a brief moment. It was warm and sensational.

Then, Astra fell to the side. "Astra!" Magnolia cried, grabbing his shoulders. She felt something warm and oozing drip on her waist. She sniffed and smelled blood. "Braginski!" She screamed. "Magnolia..." Astra muttered. "Cres...scent Valley... you have to go now." His breaths were ragged and heavy. She panicked. 'Mag, stay calm and stop his wounds.' Lacrimosa advised.

Magnolia crawled out of bed, dragging Astra along and to the bathroom. She rested Myers's body against the bathtub before she hurried back to the doorway to switch on the lights. When she did, she almost screamed. The sight of the deep wound at his stomach was unbearable to look at, much less experiencing the wound. She grabbed the nearby towel and pressed it on his wound. Astra wincing. "Stop..." He growled, struggling to hold back the pain.

Still, Magnolia pressed on. He dug his nails into Magnolia's wrists as she pressed the towel. Tears overflowed from her eyes. "Astra..." she whispered, tears streaming. "Stop!" He hissed, grabbing her wrists. "Why should I?" She shouted, surprising the youth. "Why should I?" She repeated, removing her hands from the towel and sat back. "I had enough of seeing my friends and family in danger." She whimpered.

Astra relaxed, sitting upright and pressed the towel against his wound. His eyes reverted to brown. "I don't want to see you get hurt." She sobbed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, seeking comfort despite what he had just done. Myers curled his lips in. "Mag..." he whispered. "I'm sorry... I... also didn't want to see you get hurt either..." he muttered. "Magnolia!" They heard Ethan as he rushed in. "Myosotis?!" He cried.

That's right. He can't differentiate between the twins. Not yet, maybe. Magnolia remembered. "Ethan, you do have medics right?" She asked. The Russian nodded. He walked over and carefully supported Myers up. The brunette coughed out blood again. "Dude, you'll stain my possessions." Ethan commented, a little disgusted. Still, he brought the uninvited visitor to the medical care as Magnolia tailed behind.

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Doctors tended to Myers in a room as Magnolia waited outside. "Have a seat." Ethan caught her attention by setting a chair down for her. "Thank you." She mumbled, taking the chair and sat down. "No problem." He smiled, setting down his own. Ethan sat next to Magnolia. "That's Myers, isn't he?" He asked, turning to the snow haired girl. "How'd you know Myoy had a twin?" She asked, a little confused. "Myos always trash talk about him." Ethan explained.

"Also, I have eyes and ears and the habit of looking through name lists whenever possible." He added. "I see..." Magnolia crooned. "...Did you see his neck?" Ethan questioned. She shook her head. He beckoned her closer. She shifted over. When she was close enough, the Russian pointed at Myers. Magnolia turned and squinted her eyes. The doctor was blocking his patient for a short moment before moving aside.

There was a mark of a circular hourglass on the side of his neck. "Myosotis never had any markings like that before. And there's no way he'd have one." Ethan added. "Yellow Sand." Magnolia mumbled. "What?" Ethan asked. "That's the partnership emblem of Yellow Sand." She explained, pressing her fingertips against the glass.

Ethan nodded, rubbing his face. "So I guess yours is a pair of white fangs, no?" He asked. "Just a fang." Magnolia prompt, pulling down her wide collar. Below her collar bone was a sharp light grey fang as said. "Funny. I got this." Ethan pulled his robe open. Magnolia quickly turned her head away with embarrassment. "Don't worry, I ain't gonna sue you for looking at my body." He assured, annoyed. She slowly turned around. On the right side of his (well toned) chest was a pair of white fangs, as said.

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