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REWRITE/MOVING ACCS
๐š‚๐š”๐šข๐š•๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ
๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š
๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐š ๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ
๊ง ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ: ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐š‹๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ฑ๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š˜๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ: ๐™ฑ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›: ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ธ๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐™ธ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™พ๐š๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐š’๐šŠ๐š• ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐šข ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐™ป๐šž๐šŒ๐š” ๐™ฑ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‚๐š’๐šก: ๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š…๐š’๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š†๐š‘๐š’๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š†๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š: ๐™ฑ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ฝ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ: ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐šŽ๐š—: They're Coming ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐š…๐šŠ๐š•๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š‚๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐šŠ๐š• ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ด๐š•๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š›๐š›๐š’๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š• ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŽ: ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š  ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐šข ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐š‚๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š–๐š˜๐š— ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š‚๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š‚๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๊ง‚
๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐š ๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‚๐š’๐šก๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ฒ๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŠ๐š— ๐™ฐ: ๐™ธ๐š๐š—๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฑ๐š’๐š๐šŒ๐š‘ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š• ๐šŠ ๐™ถ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ฝ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐š ๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐šœ ๐™ณ๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข ๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฒ๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐šž๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š†๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐™บ๐š’๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š› ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™พ๐š—๐š•๐šข ๐™ท๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐™ธ ๐™บ๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ: ๐™ท๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐™ธ๐š— ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐™ฐ๐š›๐š–๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›: ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™บ๐š’๐š๐š—๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐™ณ๐š˜๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š•๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐š’๐šก: ๐™ด๐š•๐š’๐š“๐šŠ๐š‘ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐šŠ๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ฑ๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šข ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐™ด๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š: ๐™ฑ๐šข ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐™ฝ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ: ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šข ๐™ธ๐šœ๐šœ๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข: ๐™ฒ๐š›๐šข ๐š†๐š˜๐š•๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐š’๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šข ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐š˜๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐™ถ๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ: ๐™บ๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šข ๐™ด๐š—๐šŽ๐š–๐šข ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐šข ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐š’๐šก: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐šž๐š— ๐™ฐ๐š•๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฐ๐šœ ๐™ธ ๐™ป๐šŠ๐šข ๐™ณ๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๊ง‚
๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š: ๐šƒ๐šŽ๐š— ๐™ธ ๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ฝ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐šข๐š‹๐š›๐š’๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š› ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ: ๐™ณ๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š‹๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š˜๐š› ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐š‚๐š–๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐šœ ๐™ป๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šƒ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‚๐š™๐š’๐š›๐š’๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ: ๐™ถ๐š‘๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š†๐š˜๐š›๐š•๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›: ๐™ท๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ: ๐™พ๐šž๐š› ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐š’๐šก: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šƒ๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐™ฑ๐š’๐š—๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฑ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™พ๐šž๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š: ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐™ป๐š’๐šŠ๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐™ฝ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ: ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š• ๐™ผ๐šข ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐š— ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐šž๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š˜๐š ๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ: ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š ๐š˜: ๐™ณ๐š˜ ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š ๐™ถ๐š˜ ๐™ถ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๊ง‚
๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐š ๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š˜๐šž๐š›: ๐™พ๐š—๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐šƒ๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ต๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐š’๐šก: ๐™ผ๐šข ๐™ฑ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐™บ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐šŽ๐š› ๊ง‚
๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐™ผ๐šŽ ๐™ธ๐š ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š— ๊ง‚
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๊ง ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š๐šข-๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š: ๐™ฐ ๐š…๐š’๐šŽ๐š  ๐šƒ๐š˜ ๐™บ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๊ง‚

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꧁ 𝟹𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅 ꧂

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?"
Bonnie asked to the person on the other side of the phone as she walked the halls of the school alone, "You dumped vervain into the water supply? Where did you even get it?"

"I have my sources. I'm also reinstating the curfew and canceling all town events."

"Dad, there's a dance tonight." Bonnie complained.

"Not anymore."

"Are you serious?" She questioned in disbelief.

"Honey, I'm trying to protect you, not punish you. The well-being of this town is my job now."

"No! Dad, it's mine and I've been doing fine without you getting involved." Bonnie told him sternly.

"You've been doing fine? Would you like me to read you all the names of the people who have gone missing or died in tragic accidents, in your senior year alone? Head straight home please, we're having a family meeting." Bonnie groaned, hanging up.

Just as the witch was about continue walking after she put her phone away, Kol arrived, pushing her against the wall and holding her there with a hand over her neck as Skyler walked up casually behind him, her hips swaying as Bonnie stared at the two in shock and fear.

"No one can find the cure if you're too dead to find it." Kol said lowly before he lets his fangs come out, however before he could attack she used her magic to break the bones in his hands and body. Skyler cried out as the balloons in the hallway popped, lockers flew open and papers flied out of them, alarmed Bonnie ran off leaving Skyler and Kol alone in the halls of Mystic Falls High School.


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Hours later, it's night, the sky is dark and Kol and Skyler are walking down a street chatting casually when Kol's phone began to ring, he answered it as he and Skyler continued walking.

"Jeremy Gilbert." Kol answered with a smirk, "Nice to see I'm still on your speed dial, mate. Hey, you want to meet up at the batting cages in Denver?"

"Actually, it's Elena Gilbert."

"What a treat." He smirked, looking at Skyler who was listening in unashamed, "Yeah, I was just thinking of all the clever ways I could have your brother killed, but I'd settle for ripping off his illustrated arm instead."

"I need to talk to you -- in person." Elena demanded, "I wanna call a truce, in the name of Silas."

Kol paused, Skyler stopped too, looking equally as confused and curious as he did. "You want to talk about Silas?"

"And Samara, his twin." Kol's brows knitted together in confusion, even though he hadn't heard of Silas's twin before. "I'll meet wherever you want. I'll come to you."

"I'll tell you what. How about I come to you?" He responded as he rang the Gilbert's doorbell, "If you want a truce, open the door and invite me in."

Kol waited a moment as he watched Skyler out of the corner of his eye, she was waiting patiently, tapping her foot on the wooden porch, "I'm waiting. Let me in and let's tall truce."

"Hello?" He called impatiently.

"Wouldn't that be kind of stupid to invite you in?"

"On the contrary, I can't kill your brother with my own two hands, or I'll suffer the hunter's curse and spend the next 20 years trying to off myself in gruesome ways. And I've heard that vervain's back in town, so I can't compel you to kill him either." Kol told her conversationally, "So I think it's fair to say you're semi-safe for now."

"I'm the only one that can invite him inside." Jeremy whispered in the background.

"He's right, obviously." They heard footsteps before Elena opened the door, "You think being alive for over a thousand years would teach me some manners, but I couldn't resist stopping by."

"If I let you in, my brother goes." Elena glanced at Skyler, "Neither of you is getting near him."

"Fair enough." Kol agreed simply enough.

"I couldn't care less about your little brother, Elena, trust me." Skyler told her when Elena looked at her expectantly.

Elena looked back at Jeremy and nodded, "You can come in." Jeremy told them.

"No gold medals for bravery, I see." Kol commented as Jeremy took his leave through the back door, "You know the thing I love about the modern age is... music, anytime you like." He told Elena as he put his phone and earphones in his pocket, giving Elena a view of the white oak stake, which he had stashed in a pocket on the inside of his jacket.

He looked at her, "So this is the part where you offer me and my lovely wife a drink so we can have a proper chat."

"Tequila. Straight." Skyler requested with a grin.

Elena nodded, letting the couple through before she closed the door behind them, officially trapping herself into the lion or rather the vampire's den.


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"Sorry I had to dig up the old people's alcohol." Elena told them as she came back into the room with a bottle of alcohol to find Kol and Skyler playing one of Jeremy's video games together. Skyler was winning of course.

Kol turned, pausing the game much to Skyler's chagrin as she let out a groan while he stood and walked over to the kitchen with her reluctantly setting down her controller and following, "Yeah, that's the problem with people today. They have no drinking imagination." Kol told Elena, "Turn-of-the-century New Orleans -- now they knew how to make a drink." He smirked, remembering the good old days.

"Yeah, okay gramps." Skyler commented with an amused snort as she followed her husband.

Kol turned around as he walked and gave her a wink, "That's sugar daddy to you, darling."

Elena cleared her throat as Skyler let out a loud surprised laugh, "You lived in New Orleans?" Elena asked, changing the subject.

"We all did, till Niklaus shoved a dagger in my heart. I went back once," He told her, his eyes falling onto Skyler as he added, "the best day of my life; the day I got married. "

"Why did Klaus dagger you?" Elena questioned curiously, "What did you do?"

"What makes you think I did anything?" Kol responded in fake offense, "Has your alliance with my brother softened you to his horrors?"

Elena shook her head, "I don't have an alliance with Klaus. We had a mutual interest in finding the cure -- that's all."

"Had?" Skyler piped up, her curiosity piqued.

"Yes." She nodded, "And I'm willing to give up looking for it if you," Elena looked at Kol, "promise to leave my brother alone." Kol doesn't respond, looking at Elena in consideration, that was okay, it seemed the doppelganger didn't expect an instant answer as she picked up the mixer, "Now can you teach me how to make this?"

Elena smiled slightly as Skyler took the box she had held out for Kol to take, the vampire was not about to deal with the doppelganger ignoring her - again.

Elena glanced at her, "I'll get some ice."


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"Here you go." Elena said as she came back with a bowl of ice, offering it to Kol.

"Would you like one?" Kol asked politely.

Elena visibly hesitated as the married pair watched her closely, "Sure, why not?" Skyler smiled bitterly as Kol put the ice into the drinks. "You're really good at that game." Elena commented.

Kol smiled proudly, "I'm a quick learner. Speedy reflexes and I had a good teacher." He said pecking Skyler on the lips before he looked at Elena again, "It's not much like the real thing though is it?" Elena looked up at that.

Skyler tilted her head at her curiously as she smirked, "Come on now, you have killed? I mean, you're not one of those Mary Sue vampires, are you?"

"I've killed." Elena assured them, "Once. I'm guessing both of your numbers are a lot higher than mine."

"You lose track over the years." Kol told her casually.

Skyler looked at the doppelganger as she began to get impatient, "So, are we going to talk about Silas or just jibber-jabber?"

Elena gestured to the family room, motioning for them to go in there. Skyler and Kol walked into the room while Elena pulled out her phone. Kol began to look around the room while Skyler plopped down onto the couch, happily making herself at home.

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Kol was walking around the living room while Skyler lounged on the couch, curiously, he picked up a photograph of Elena and Jeremy messing around, he stared down at it with an unreadable expression.

"So, we're out of tequila but I think this is a good year." Elena told them as she walked back in with a bottle of wine.

"What if I said I don't believe you?" Kol asked in response.

"That you're smart." Skyler commented from the couch.

"Okay, you caught me. I don't know anything about wine." She admitted as Kol set the picture down.

"It just seems odd that you'd be so willing to give up something you want so much." Kol told her, clearly not talking about the wine.

"I'd have to agree." Skyler said conversationally, "If I had the chance to take the cure with you, I wouldn't let anything get in my way let alone change my mind." She told her husband, pointedly ignoring Elena in the same way the doppelganger had done to her far too many times.

"I would do anything for my brother." Elena told them sternly, "And if what you're saying about Silas is true, what does it matter what I want if it puts everyone else in danger?"

Kol hummed, "Well, this has been enlightening. Thanks for the drinks." He walked over to the couch, outstretching his hand for his wife who took it and let him lead her over to the door however before they could leave, Kol turned and looked at Elena.  "I'll take your request for a truce under advisement."

"Is there any chance that you could be wrong about Silas?" Elena asked nervously.

"Trust me, Elena. Some things are better left buried." He told her sternly, closing the door behind him and Skyler who groaned as her phone began to ring before they could even step off the porch.

"Hello?" She answered as she pressed the phone to her ear and walked down the steps of the Gilbert's porch with Kol closely following behind her.

"I need your help with something." Klaus told her.

"Is there a question in there?" She asked.

"Just come, Skyler. Now." Skyler rolled her eyes and asked, "Where are you?"


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"Your brother's lack of communication is infuriating." Klaus told Skyler as he stood in the cellar of the Salvatore boarding house with Skyler and Damon.

"It's one of his trademarks." She told him, and Damon nodded in agreement, "Like his brooding and his hair." He added helpfully.

"I don't understand what's taking so long." Klaus complained, "I mean, how hard is it to steal a dagger?"

"From a vampire who's been stabbed as many times as your sister, I'd say difficult." Damon told him casually, Klaus sighed and tossed Damon a vial of blood, "Sweet."

"Hey, where's mine?" Skyler complained.

Klaus ignored her in favor of focusing on Damon as he spoke, "You disappoint me, Damon. You're not trying very hard to get out of here even with your sister," he gestured to Skyler who lounged comfortably on an old metal chair that really shouldn't be that comfortable, "at stake. I expected more the daring escape artist, less the cell potato."

Damon shrugged, "Well, I know you won't hurt Skyler, and I am compelled to kill Jeremy, so I figured it's probably smarter to sit here and chit-chat with you than bust out of here like the Hulk."

"How do you think Elena felt about that, by the way?" Skyler asked conversationally.

"Your inability to overcome Kol's compulsion for a single moment even though it meant saving the person she loves most in the world?" Klaus continued curiously.

"She's met me." Damon deadpanned, "She knows impulse control's not my strong suit."

"Still, must be hard trying to live up to Stefan."

"Don't I know it." Skyler said with a groan.

"I remember when I compelled him to feed off Elena. He fought it so hard, he actually managed to resist." Klaus said trying to push Damon's buttons, he needed some entertainment. He thought bringing Skyler here would manage to do it with ease but apparently, he would have to try a little bit harder. "Now that's love."

"What do you know about love?"

"I know that you're in love with Elena." Klaus told him without hesitation, "But I think you're afraid of what might happen when we find the cure at the end of the rainbow.

"Personally, I don't see a fairytale ending for you. All I see is Stefan and Elena. I think you see the same thing." Damon didn't reply, and Klaus' phone rang before the man could push him to. Once Klaus saw it was Kol calling, he answered, "Well if it isn't the happy homicidal maniac."

"Did you know that your darling former blood bag and her brother are trying to kill me?"

Skyler stood and asked in unison with Klaus, "What?"

"Don't pretend like you're not in on it, you even got Skyler out of the way to make it easier. Your obsession to find the cure clearly trumps any sibling loyalty you once felt."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Klaus said adamantly.

"I'm going to rip off Jeremy's arm and kill Elena just for sport." Kol told his brother, "Then I'm coming for you."

Kol hung up leaving Skyler staring at Klaus, "Klaus I swear if you knew..."

"I didn't." Klaus told her sternly.

She scowled, "I'm going to kill that little doppelbitch."

Angry, Klaus grabbed Damon by the neck and shoved him against the wall forcefully, "What the hell's going on?"

"I don't know."

"What are Stefan and Elena planning?" Skyler questioned coldly as she came up beside Klaus.

"I don't know." Damon repeated, "I've been stuck in the penalty box with him since yesterday. Stefan won't talk to me and Elena won't come to see me, so maybe you're right." He continued, looking at Klaus, "Maybe she's written me off."

"Tell me what you know." Klaus compelled.

"I don't know anything about a plan." Damon told him.

"Stay here till I return." Klaus demanded before he let the man go and left, Skyler followed him, slamming the door behind her as Damon coughed.

"I will stay here until you return..." Damon said obediently before a smirk grew on his face.

"Or not."

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They had just reached the Gilbert house when it happened, Skyler fell to her knees with a loud, pain-filled cry that caused Klaus to stop, turning to her in confusion and shock.

"What is it?" He asked.

"K-Kol." She managed to get out painfully before she screamed, her skin felt as if it was lit aflame as tears pooled in her eyes -- not due to her own pain but because she knew, with a gut-wrenching sadness, that this was it. She and her husband would be gone in seconds and she would never hold his hand again.

Skyler stared at Klaus with wide, tear-filled eyes as she took her last breath and as she fell to the ground, limp and skin turning grey, Klaus screamed, "NO!"

The big bad hybrid cried for not only the loss of his best friend, his sister in all but blood but also for his little brother, who he didn't even get to say goodbye to.

Klaus ran to the Gilbert's door to find his brother on the floor similarly that Skyler was just outside, both dead. Jeremy and Elena Gilbert turned to look at the man as he stood in the doorway, filled with rage, "What did you do?"

"We didn't have a choice." Elena defended herself, "He was trying to cut off Jeremy's arm!"

"Lies! He never would've gotten inside if you hadn't have set a trap for him."

"You said you were going to put him down too." Elena pointed out.

Klaus was furious, his way of stopping his brother had never involved the death of both his brother and his best friend, "I was going to make him suffer on my terms!"

"I'm going to burn this house to the ground. And then, when you try to flee for your lives, I'll kill you both without blinking." He threatened furiously.

"You kill us you'll never get to the cure." Jeremy warned, "You'll never be able to make any more hybrids."

"You really think I care for an instant about my bloody hybrids?" Klaus cried out with eyes wide in disbelief and outrage, "I want the cure so I can destroy it. I would've killed you all the second we dug it up, but now I'm just gonna watch you burn instead."

Suddenly, Klaus fell to the ground, crying out as Bonnie walked right past him into the house, "Invite him in." She demanded, getting confused looks from the Gilbert siblings, "Do it!" She demanded more forcefully as Klaus got up.

"Come in."

Klaus fell forward as Bonnie pulled him inside and immobilized him with her magic, "Living room. Go!" She called.

Jeremy and Elena ran through the living room and into the kitchen, Klaus followed them immediately, however, he can't get past the living room to the kitchen. He punched at the air to find an invisible barrier stopping him.

On the other side of the barrier, Jeremy pulled the white oak stake out of Kol before he and Elena ran to the door as Klaus continued pounding on the barrier, desperate to get out and get his revenge for his fallen brother and sister.

"Witch, you can't do this to me."

"You have no idea what I can do now." Bonnie told him confident and strong as ever.

Klaus's eyes darkened with rage, "I will hunt all of you to your end! Do you hear me? Do you?!"

Bonnie left the house with the Gilberts, leaving Klaus locked in the living room while Kol's dead body lay on the kitchen floor, only to find Skyler's body lying outside on the ground, eyes staring wide open and lifeless up at them.

"Oh my god." Elena gasped in shock before she came to a startling realization of the news they must now tell their friends, "We have to tell Damon and Stefan we killed their sister."

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An hour later, Stefan and Damon arrived outside the Gilbert house to find their sister's lifeless body still outside. It seemed neither of the Gilbert siblings nor the Bennet witch had the decency to so much as close her eyes before they ran after killing her and Kol and trapping Klaus inside.

Stefan knelt down beside her, staring at her face with a mixture of guilt and grief before he closed her eyes gently as though she would break under his touch. A single tear fell down his face as he too closed his eyes, taking a moment to just breathe and realize.

"She's gone."

What neither of the Salvatore brothers could ever know at that heartbreaking moment was that this... This was only the beginning of their sister's story.

After all, it had never been easy to kill a Mikaelson.

꧁ 𝟹,𝟸𝟹𝟼 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 ꧂

Hey weirdos! This is it, the final chapter of Salvatore Sister but don't worry this is NOT the end of Skyler and Kol's journey.

If you have not already seen the Originals I suggest you do because on May 7th, I will be posting the first chapters of the sequel — Mikaelson Wife — focusing around The Originals and I am so excited for you guys to see the rest of Skyler and Kol's journey.

Thank you all so much for all the amazing support on this book and I hope you show the sequel the same love and support you've given this one! ❤️❤️

A few small notes—

• Silas does have a twin in this, Samara, and Skyler is her doppelgänger.
• Elena found out about Samara in their research however she only knows her name and that she's Silas's twin
• Kol, as well as the rest of the Mikaelsons, do NOT know about Samara as mentioned in this chapter and neither does Skyler

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