another point of view

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a/n: i just want to make clear, (yn) and vic are NOT in a romantic relationship, just best friends and raised like brother and sister

Vic's p.o.v.

when we got back from the attack, i just couldn't get that girl out of my head.
how did she know my name?
they cleaned me up and send me back to my room.
it's so dead in here, no pictures, no books, no tv, just weapons and
arms.
i sit down and try to remember her appearance.
(yhc) hair, (yec) eyes, it's like i knew her

Daminet walks into my room and sits on a chair opposite of me.
'how are you?' he asks.
'i'm fine.' i lie, and he notices.
'i know when you're lying, tell me what's wrong?' she says.
i sigh.
'that girl, who i fought with, she knew my name, how?' i asked him.
he didn't answer, so i knew he knew who she was.
'did i know her before the accident?'
i lost my memories when i fell of a cliff while on a mission, or so i was told.
'ya you knew her, but she betrayed you, and me, you don't need a traitor as a friend.' he says.


'how did i know her?' i ask him.
he sighes and stands up.
'there are somethings i'm not allowed to tell you son.' he says.
'but, dad, you're the boss you're allowed to do anything.' i say
(i know shocker he's a dad).
'i know, but i'm also required to follow certain rules so they don't kick me out.' he says.
'don't think about her to much.' he says and walks out.
'nice talk dad, i know right.' i mumble to myself.
but i wasn't going to let it go that easily.

(yn)'s p.o.v.

'FEBE!' i yell and she runs onto the porch.
'two weeks.' i say.
'two weeks .' she repeats and we walk onto the grass.
'who would it be?' i ask her.
as if the universe wanted to answer my question, a person falls out of the portal.
it's Stan.
we run to him and help him up.
he's covered in cuts and bruises and has blue tears on his face.

but when we looks into his eyes we don't see grief or sadness, but anger and hate.
he swings at Febe and misses with an inch.
i take his wrists and put them behind his back.
he resists but i'm to strong.
'you knew they where coming, you knew and you did nothing!!!' he yells.
'Stan we couldn't so anything, we didn't know where you were!' i yell back.


'we're the freaking troubled kids, we can do anything if we want to, you didn't even try!' he yells and struggles to get out of my grasp.
'their deads are your fault, they're all dead because of you!!!' he yells.
that's it
i slap him across the face and he looks shocked.
'HOW DO YOU THINK WE GOT HERE, HUH, BY SOME FAIRIES, OUR KIDS WERE KILLED TOO BUT WE DIDN'T TRY TO KILL EACH OTHER, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!!!' i yell.
he looks shocked by my outburst.
i never yell at them, but it's just becoming to much.
i run inside and into my room.


voila
you're getting more information on the 'daminet is the father' thing
in the next chapter
hope you like it
love you all
mis geeky

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