Chapter 60: Strange New World

Chapter 60: Strange new world

Danjal let out a frustrated sigh as he looked down at his phone, the day had gone by in a weird blur after the bull attacked. The events for the day had to be canceled due to everything but they would continue tomorrow instead. Bumping a few contests to make room for the last few events.

Seeing Robin go into the air and wield a glowing bow and arrow had sent chills through him he'd never experienced. The demon had always surprised him but this was something new, he couldn't get the image out of his head. When Robin fell he felt his heart shatter in a way he couldn't explain, he thought the man had died. In fact, he was certain he died even for a few minutes.

He now sat watching the world move by in a slow manner around him, Saturday night. He would normally be serving a rush at the bar around this time and part of him did miss it, but the other part of him felt a longing to check on Robin again. He had been asleep a few hours now, the itch to wake him to make sure he was still breathing felt strong but he had to distract himself.

The soft sound of a horse neighing, animals moving about and crickets chirping filled the summer air of the night. The moon shone down bright, it was nearly full as clouds lazily moved past it.

His phone buzzed, he glanced down at who was calling. His ex's name jumped on the screen causing him to smile, though she wasn't dating him anymore he felt a kinship with her.

"Hey Merlin," Danjal said into the receiver as he pressed it to his ear.

"Hey Danny! Are you okay? I...saw the clip of Robin, the guys got balls of steel," she snorted out a laugh as she spoke as if she couldn't believe her own words.

"Tell me about it," he let his fingers dance over the wooden steps below him. He sat just outside of the small home they'd been borrowing, it felt comfortable sharing a space in a small farm. In fact he found he rather liked the farm!

"So what's up? Why'd you ask me to call?" Merlin asked, the sound of shuffling could be heard from her end.

"I just need someone to talk to," he admitted, "I'm...having these odd emotions,"

"What? You?" Her voice dripped with sarcasm causing the man to laugh in a Hardy manner.

"Well yes! I'm more than working out and beer,"

"Sometimes,"

"It's just, Robin makes me...act weird, I can't explain it,"

There was a long pause on Merlin's end, he could hear a touch of hurt in her voice as she spoke.

"You're just noticing this?"

Danjal let the words play through his skull for a short time.

"Y...yes?"

"That's not a real question," she replied, he could practically see her rolling her cool blue gaze.

"What do you mean just noticing it?" Danjal inquired, the soft meow of a cat trotting to him made Danjal smile wide as the animal rubbed its head against his hand.

He turned to see if Robin was looking only to realize the other was still asleep.

"Uh, you...kind of changed a lot of shit for him, you know?" Merlin continued

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Danjal you're not this stupid, I refuse to believe it,"

"Believe it!"

She sighed, he could hear her fiddling with papers before the phone was shifted about as if she were anxious about the conversation.

"Dan, you...do you remember why we broke up?" She seemed to be picking her words carefully which confused the demon.

"Yes! I was--"

"Robin got pissed and jealous at me, he packed up and moved and it was like you were suddenly a lost puppy."

Her blunt words caused him to flinch, they've had this fight a few times about Robin. He couldn't wrap his head around why she didn't seem to like him, or maybe Robin didn't like her? It was confusing to him.

"I was not!"

"Danny come on," she groaned, "you're so frustrating sometimes,"

"My friend moved, of course I was upset," he insisted, running his fingers through the cat's soft fur as he did so.

"Okay, how about when you added vegan food to the bar menu?" She asked

"What about it? I'm inclusive to everyone,"

"No you're not!" She practically screamed this causing him to flinch again, "You only added it because that's when you met Robin. Remember?"

"Well...he was alone, he didn't have anyone. Adding a dish to a menu--"

"Okay, excuses, but whatever…" she groaned inwardly, her voice wavered as if the conversation was making her close to tears.

Danjal felt guilty pumping into his veins, he heard all this before and was certain he had said the same things so why was it really starting to spark in his mind that something about his relationship with Robin was different than with others.

"You...stopped being a dick when Robin came out," Merlin whispered, "that's why we broke up, because I wasn't good enough. I wasn't Robin."

With that she hung up, his heart shattered in his chest at what she said. He held the phone out in shock at the conversation. He got to his feet, he should check on Robin. He turned on his heels and opened the door, the cat followed him inside with a soft mewling.

"Are you going to help me?" Danjal asked the small, gray cat. The animal simply purred in response, the demon reached down and picked up the cat. She nuzzled herself against him as he made his way to the small bedroom.

He could see Robin's sleeping form as he entered the room, the man let out a soft gasp and groaned as he rolled a few times in the bed. Danjal placed the cat on the mattress, sitting down beside the other.

"Robin," he whispered, reaching forward and running his fingers softly through the others' hair. He froze. He only ever did that for his past girlfriends, what was wrong with him?

"I'll never be good enough for you. I'll never be Robin." Her words jumped into his mind which made his heart skip on his chest. Robin groaned as the cat rubbed her face against his hand.

"Oh hello," he whispered as the animal settled herself between the pair. Robin sat up shakily, Danjal could see he was in pain as he raced his fingers through the cat's fur.

His arm had been skinned from the arrow he shot only a few hours prior, it was patched up but he wondered if it still hurt.

"What time is it?" Robin whispered to Danjal as if he feared waking someone up.

"It's nearly midnight," he said

"Oh shit, the--"

"It's okay!" Danjal put a hand out and chuckled, "don't worry Romeo, your girlfriend said you'd do it tomorrow,"

He felt a sharp pain in his chest but ignored it as he watched Robin inspect his arm before pulling the cat into his lap. The cat purred as it rubbed its head against Robins who kissed the animals head a few times in glee. Danjal's head felt fuzzy as he watched the interactions, making his stomach flutter uncomfortably.

"Oh!" Danjal got up and opened the small closet door that was settled beside the bed. He reached up and plucked a bull plush from the top of the closet, turning attention to Robin and holding it out to the other.

"I guess...it's probably not the best stuffed toy to win after today. But in my defense--"

"This is for me?" Robin interrupted, reaching forward and gently taking the stuffed toy from the other.

"Well yes! I won it, at one of the game booths. I figured your body wouldn't always be sore if you slept on your pillow," feeling a prickle of embarrassment roll under his flesh but it vanished when Robin's smile lit up his face in a way that made the kama'aina* nearly melt. After his conversation with Merlin the feelings he had were starting to hit harder and more aggressively.

"Thank you," Robin whispered, falling backwards into the bed with the plushie pushed into his chest. Danjal laid down beside the other, the warmth he felt was horrifying but inviting all at once.

"You're welcome,"

"Why did you get me this?" Robin asked

"I told you,"

"But...why me?" Robin's voice grew so quiet Danjal almost didn't hear it over the purr of the cat beside him.

"I feel like I made your life harder since we met," Robin continued, his eyes traced Danjal's face as if he were trying to read the other's mind.

"Harder? Yes!" Danjal chuckled, "But I always liked things a little rougher,"

Robin smiled at this explanation, it was a smile Danjal recognized as one that was for him alone. Something about it was always different, he didn't notice it until now.

"Good night, Dan," Robin whispered as sleep dragged him downward. Danjal wasn't sure he would sleep, his mind muddled with thoughts jumping from every direction.

"Good night, Romeo," Danjal replied in a quiet voice, he swore he heard the howl of a werewolf not far off as the night dragged on.

***

Saturday dragged by and rolled into Sunday, Mishka couldn't keep herself from feeling like she was going insane. Abel and Chamuel had left that morning on some sort of mission but she didn't care to listen, she'd been sick on and off and she was starting to come to terms with what might be wrong. She sat up in her bed, groaning to herself as she pulled Cain's hoodie over her frame.

The night before she had attempted to talk to her aunt but Norma had been acting more unusual than normal, on top of that she was having nightmares of a swampy forest and her body was starting to get more tired as the day continued. She had attempted to sleep for a few hours but every time she closed her eyes she was in the forest again, fighting among trees and water. Following a white hare.

The sounds downstairs alerted her to Bailey finally being awake, she'd slept most of the day and Baal had been busy talking with the extra two women in the home when Mishka came slinking down the steps a few hours earlier. She couldn't call her mom with this, her first thought was to go to Bailey.

She groaned to herself, she knew she couldn't face this alone even if she wanted to. She grabbed her Talisman, letting it dangle around her neck as she was off to find the hairdresser. Trotting down the steps she could hear Bailey and Sam's voices, following the voices to the kitchen she stopped in the doorway. The pair sat at the counter talking among themselves, Sam held his phone out with a hand in the air. Speaking in an animated fashion, Bailey nodded slowly at this. Mishka's eyes danced down to their legs, Sam's leg was just below Bailey's chair she had her leg wrapped around his in a casual manner. Mishka eyed this for a few heartbeats, glancing around to see if she could see Baal but the demon wasn't around. She had noticed the pair getting closer, it wasn't something Mishka was surprised about. Since Bailey joined the pair were often together.

"Hey, Bailey," She said, deciding not to question whatever was happening. Bailey stopped mid sentence and turned attention to the other with a smile on her lips,

"Oh! Mishka, so-- what's wrong?" Bailey didn't need her to say anything, Mishka admired that about Bailey. The woman had a strong instinct when it came to others, it was something that stood out to her which helped Mishka trust Bailey. Even if the hunter was a little hot headed and stubborn sometimes. The King got to her feet, making her way to Mishka who felt herself shaking.

Bailey placed a hand on Mishka's cheek, rolling it over her forehead. Sam followed this action by putting a hand on her shoulder as if the pair were a couple of concerned parents.

"Yeah I just…" She was crying, was that why Bailey had jumped up? She couldn't recall when she started crying but the tears were running all the same.

"I think I need help,"

"With what?" Sam asked,

"Anything!" Bailey whispered, giving her a smile. Mishka let out a soft sigh, comforted by the parental nature of the pair.

"So, don't tell Abel," She started causing both the hunters to glance over at one another, Sam arched an eyebrow in a dramatic fashion before their attention returned to Mishka.

"I...think I need a pregnancy test, and I don't want to go alone,"

Both Sam and Bailey's jaws seemed to drop at once, they shared another quick look towards one another before looking back at Mishka. Before either of them could say anything Baal walked inside with Hahasiah close behind, the woman was laughing loudly and telling a rather exciting story.

Mishka watched as both Bailey and Sam seemed to stumble away from one another in a panic as if being too close to one another was wrong. Baal smiled towards the three, Mishka eyed the angel behind him. Her large arms, warm smile and flowing skirt reminded the woman of her own mother. The angel had been hanging around the home for the past few days. She was an interesting one to say the least, her booming voice and loud laughter could be heard at all hours.

"Alright guys," Baal said as he walked towards the group, "Something is...happening, me and Hahasiah are going to go to a 'meeting' to try to figure out what the hell to do next with Abel's soul being absent."

"Sounds good," Bailey said quickly, rushing her fingers through her wavy hair a few times in an attempt to sooth the anxiety that bit into her voice.

"Yep! Have fun!" Sam added a little too quickly, Mishka noted the pushing tone in the others voice. What was happening and why was Baal not being told?

"Great, don't go anywhere. Either of you!" Baal said with a finger pointing towards Bailey than to Sam, "No one in this house leaves, whatever's happening…"

"We think the king of Beasts is being crowned today," Hahasiah said in a matter of fact tone.

"Right," There was a deep sadness in Baal's tone that Mishka picked up on, she side eyed her friends who both continued to share quick looks with each other as if they were teenagers about to be caught for doing something wrong.

"How do you know that?" Sam inquired, looking down at the mark on his hands before moving his attention back to Baal. The man shook his head and attempted to brush back the hair falling in his face.

"Don't worry about it right now, just don't leave." Baal said, nodding to Hahasiah the two brushed past the three and made for the front door. The trio remained silent until the front door closed, Bailey let out a loud breath as if she'd been holding it.

"Anyways!" Bailey said to break the tension, pulling her phone out. Sam took a step closer to her, watching from over her shoulder.

"Uber?" Sam asked,

"Wait, we're still going?" Mishka gasped out, feeling joy flash through her. Her question caused Sam and Bailey to look up at the same time.

"Uh yeah, Baal's not the boss, besides," Bailey nudged Sam lightly with her shoulder causing him to rock back on his heels.

"We have the Lionheart of magic!"

Mishka looked at Sam in surprise but decided against asking, she had noticed his new tattoo but didn't think much of it, her mind far too preoccupied with her own thoughts.

"Pick the more expensive one," Sam murmured into Bailey's ear, she shook her head at this and pushed her hair back. Her large golden earrings caught in her locks.

"I'm not a billionaire who needs a fancy uber, Sammy," She laughed

"It's two dollars more!"

"Look at me, I'm Sam Winchester I can afford to pay for a limo," Bailey teased

"All I'm saying, it's probably a bigger car,"

"So it can fit that massive head of yours?" Bailey asked as she ordered a ride for the group.

"Oh, I have the massive head?" Sam asked with laughter staining his voice, Mishka rolled her eyes and turned on her heels. Making her way towards the stairs so she could grab a few things while waiting.

***

Bailey opened the door to the car, a man sat at the front with an anxious look on his tanned face. Bailey dropped into the car, settled just beside Norma's front gate. Making sure her long skirt wasn't stuck as she sat on the leather. Sam followed this action, sitting beside her and leaning into the seat. She scooted a bit closer to the other, pulling her phone out as Mishka got in the front with the man in the front.

"Walmart?" The man asked her, Mishka nodded at this and they were off. Bailey glanced down at her phone, scrolling through a few news sources with a frown.

Something was happening, the darkness was growing at a rapid rate. It was reported all over the world, those who got too close fell down with an incurable sickness. A few reported being possessed by the sludge, though she and Sam had posted a few tweets on the shared twitter about how to keep safe she wasn't sure if it was really getting through to anyone.

She tore the skin on the inside of her cheek with her teeth as anxiety flooded her thoughts, she was a king. She had to do something, right? She wasn't even sure what being a king meant, let alone what to do about it. She flipped to another news outlet, she could hear the driver chatting with Mishka, the soft sounds of Spanish on the radio and the movement of Sam's leg bouncing with anxiety. She raced her amber gaze over another article talking of a giant hurricane on the horizon. A few new Earthquakes in places they'd never had them before.

Was this really the end of the world was--

"Are you okay?"

Sam's voice cut into her thoughts, glancing up at him. His soft green gaze sent a dizzying punch to her guts, sending fireflies through her stomach.

"Oh uh, yeah I'm just, uh," She looked down as her face heated up, "Lots of...bad news," She finished closing the news app and staring at the background on her phone. An old picture of her son's, her twin boys waving at the camera. The man behind them had his face covered by an emoji sticker, she felt a rock in her stomach as she absentmindedly rolled her thumb over the picture where her boys stood.

Her heart skipped when she felt Sam's hand against hers, she glanced over at him as warmth burned against her skin.

"You don't look okay," He whispered softly, his eyes going from her to Mishka and the driver who were both talking a bit more loudly now as they drove.

"Yeah, I'm fine," She murmured, "I just miss my boys, I think,"

Sam scooted a bit closer, Bailey hesitated before pushing her hand under his. Her heart hammered against her chest.

"What is Jacob even doing in this picture?" Sam asked, pointing to the son with the curly hair. His arms up at the camera, cake frosting smudged all over his face.

"He just ate his birthday cake," She whispered, feeling tears burning into his gaze from the memories, Sam's head knocked lightly against hers. A rolling sense of joy pushed back the sadness,

"Esau looks like he doesn't even want to be there," Sam chuckled, the other son looked mostly asleep with his face also covered in the sticky frosting.

"Oh," She clicked her tongue, leaning into him. "He hated getting his picture taken! Even when he was tiny tiny,"

"Alright!" The man said from the front as he pulled into the parking lot of the large, blue store. It towered high in the cloudy skies above, Bailey stepped out of the car and glanced around her. The clouds above looked angry, dark, a chill raced against her bare legs and ruffled her long skirt.

"Chilly," Sam whispered as he came up behind her,

"Wasn't it warm, like, ten minutes ago?" Mishka asked as she followed the pair and glanced up towards the sky.

"Let's make this quick," Bailey whispered, glancing down at the golden Adinkra around her neck. It was beating softly like a heart.

The ground nodded to one another as Bailey took the lead, Sam stayed close to her side while Mishka walked a bit slower behind them with her face buried into her phone.

"The end is near!" A man shouted, he was being escorted out of the large store by a police officer. He shouted, screamed and hollered bible verses.

"They will kill us all," The man yelled out, "Born Again is the antiChrist! The end is near!"

Bailey shivered with rage, she turned to get another look at the man but the police had tackled him to the pavement. A small detective stood a few inches from the larger officers, she recognized him as Theo and silently hoped they wouldn't get noticed. As far as she knew, Abel was avoiding talking to the other for some odd reason. She felt Sam's hand brush against her sending a wave of warmth into her bones,

"This is getting crazy," She whispered to him as the doors to the store whooshed open in front of them. She eyes a 'born again' sticker that had been placed on the glass.

The building was huge with a tall ceiling. Food was displayed in half of the store while the other half had random assortments of clothes, toys and anything else you could think of.

"So, this is weird," Sam breathed as he stood beside her, Mishka nearly ran into the pair as they gawked at the people that crowded the isles. Some of the innocent looked normal, but others. She could see horns, fangs, and even more! How many people were actually secretly creatures of all types? She looked around in shock as the three started their slow walk to the pharmacy.

"Okay, this is weird," Sam whispered again to Bailey as if she hadn't heard the first time, she nodded in agreement but continued to come up with anything to say as she spotted creatures she thought didn't even exist. She also started to notice the sharp, upturned look on the scattered crowd's ears. Now that she thought about it, Baal's ears were starting to point upward.

"I feel like I just walked into Halloween Town," Mishka snorted,

"Is that an actual town?" Sam asked as they walked past a few of the innocent who bore demon-like horns. Stopping in front of the collection of pregnancy products. Bailey reached up for the pregnancy test, getting on her toes only for Sam to grab it easily. Handing it to Mishka, Bailey huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"If Abel was here he'd get my movie reference," Mishka laughed, taking the fast acting test from the other and turning it over a few times in her hands.

"What's happening? Are all these people...demons?" Bailey whispered to Sam, glancing around in awe, "We might need to make some more announcements,"

"Oh we definitely do," Sam murmured, "I was reading a book...it said something about the magic in the world that masks the creatures of it. You know? Makes them look human? I thought it was mumbo jumbo but..."

"So if they don't look human, you think that means the darkness is...maybe stopping this magic?" Mishka asked

There was silence between them for a few heartbeats before Mishka spoke up again.

"I'm just going to take this here," She whispered, "I'm too anxious to wait,"

They decided against questioning her, Bailey insisted on paying for the test before the group made their way to the restrooms. Bailey leaned against the tiled wall outside of the single family restroom that was settled beside the other larger, gendered ones.

"What are we going to do if she is pregnant?" Sam asked her, leaning against the wall as well.

"Well that's up to her," Bailey replied with a shrug, pulling her sunglasses off and cleaning them anxiously on her shirt.

"I didn't mean--" Sam chuckled to himself, Bailey watched his facial expression change from confused to embarrassed.

"I'm teasing you," She snorted out a laugh, their gaze locked for a few rapid seconds until she looked away. The warm fireflies in her stomach were nauseating.

"Well, either way we'll...support her?" Sam whispered, shrugging

"Why is that a question?" Bailey asked, leaning her head against the wall and moving her eyes to the other,

"Well, she did it with Cain maybe--"

"He'll be a demon baby?" Bailey teased

"Cain isn't a demon," Sam rolled his eyes at the other.

"Whatever, you know what I mean,"

A shit eating grin flooded Sam's features causing Bailey to turn her body towards him. Waiting for whatever the other possibly had in his mind,

"How do you know Mishka would have a boy?"

"Motherly instincts,"

"Instincts?" Sam laughed at this, leaning towards her more. She could smell his cologne, it sent a wave of warmth through her blood, "We got lost on the way here!"

"I said motherly instincts!" Bailey replied with a soft giggle that sounded weird to her ears.

Sam was pretty close to her now, she felt herself eyeing the man's lips.

"If...Cain is the father do you think he'll...make the kid go to...doctor school," She replied dumbly, mentally kicking herself as Sam blinked for a few seconds as if digesting what she said.

"Yeah, all the high ranking doctors send their kid to doctor school out of the womb," Sam laughed, she could feel her face burning as the panic in her mind settled. She giggled again, only for the sound of Mishka clearing her throat caught her attention.

"Can you two stop having sex in the middle of everyone?" Mishka snorted, Bailey looked up at Sam and back to her before taking a few steps away. Feeling shame flooded her body, She noticed Sam stiffen as well.

"W-What's the...news? The-- update? What's the word? Where you get a positive or negative results, y-you know wh--"

"Is it a yes or no?" Sam interrupted, causing Bailey to relax and roll fingers through her long hair in an attempt to sooth the spikes of anxiety that sparked under her finger tips.

Mishka let out a loud breath, taking a few steps closer to the pair and holding up the test. Bailey's heart dropped as she saw the positive test.

***

"Donnie's about to be crowned," Arphaxat said to the demon who sat beside him, the man was tall and lanky. His shaggy hair, long arms and thin pole of a body seemed to shake from either fear or excitement.

"Yes! Yes! And I go and kill Chamuel? Yes?"

Arphaxat sighed, rolling his eyes and glaring up at the other.

"Yeah, you're going to go kill Chamuel. You. Skinny ass Titivillus."

The shaggy haired demon frowned and groaned, the pair were settled in a small coffee shop not far from the church. The blonde hated this town, it reminded him of Abel and he hated thinking about Abel.

"So why are we here if not to kill Chamuel!"

"Okay, I don't know what you have against him, but look around!" He gestured around the mostly dead, small family owned coffee shop.

"We're in the middle of West Virginia, in a tiny town, with a giant church and mostly old people around. Do you think Chamuel is here?"

The wiry man rolled his eyes, but his voice was cut off as Mammon slammed on the window causing Villus to let out a yelp of fear and hiss out like a cat.

"Stop it," Arphaxat snorted, Mammon kicked open the door and made his way lazily towards the pair. He sat down with a grin, the sun was starting to climb down the sky. The second it touched the peaks, their mission would start.

"Hey buddy! You're going to help us, yaknow? Fuck with peoples minds so we can kill Donnie, right?"

Arphaxat let out an annoyed sigh, refusing to look at Mammon as he spoke, "Yeah, I told you I would,"

"You know, you've been a shit head to be around recently," Mammon said without skipping a beat causing Arphaxat to snap his head towards the other.

"It's cause his widdle heart is broken!" Obizuth laughed as she sauntered into the building with her phone out.

"Why did you kill the Barista?" Mammon barked, "Who's going to make me my drink?"

"I didn't! It was Villus," Arphaxat snapped at the other, causing Obizuth to snort out a laugh.

"And shut up, my heart isn't broken." Arphaxat turned attention to Obizuth who leaned against the table with eyes stuck to her phone screen. Blood covered the walls not far from Arphaxat, the shaky demon beside him was carefully rubbing the stains off his fingers.

"I can't believe you actually like that Abel, I mean, he's hot! I'd tap it, but like," She rolled her eyes and turned attention to Mammon who grinned devilishly at her.

"Stop sending me nudes," She snarled, causing the demon to grin wider, "They're not mine,"

"That's why I don't want them,"

"I don't like Abel," Arphaxat said loudly, getting to his feet and rubbing his hands together.

"Let's do this, I have shit to do today," He hissed out, walking towards the door past the others.

"Like cry over your boyfriend getting dicked down by an angel," Mammon called, grabbing Arphaxat's empty coffee cup and tossing it. It knocked into the back of the blonde's head, he turned towards the other with his lips pressed tight together.

"First of all, he never was my boyfriend!" Arphaxat hissed out, taking a few angry steps towards Mammon who leapt to his feet to meet the other. He towered over Arphaxat, giving the blonde a toothy grin.

"Oh he definitely was, from what I know of your past manipulations," Mammon whistled as if to add an added sound effect, "This one really had you going crazy. Even now, you're acting like a heart broken bitch,"

Anger erupted through Arphaxat, his hand clenched before anyone could move a loud chim echoed around them. The group turned in unison to the large bell tower that was settled beside the Church.

"Service is over," Mammon whispered to Arphaxat, "Get your dick in gear, we have a job to do," He shoved the blonde roughly causing him to growl.

"Stop it," Obizuth huffed, "We have a King to kill. Mammon, pretend we're going after the dad. That'll give us a chance to get Arphaxat in position to alter reality from the window. Just a pinch of altering, Arphie. We don't want them going on a trip!"

Arphaxat continued to glare at Mammon but said nothing else, he turned on his heels and followed behind Obizuth towards the Church. Power pumping through his body, his sharp, thin tobacco colored wings flexed as he took a few steps forward and took off into the air to settle himself on top of the church. After all this was done, he had a special job to do and then he'd get a little revenge on Mammon.

*Hawaiian native*

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I apologies for the lack of chapters recently, I started to go back to my job and I'm working on publishing the first book to my series. I'm also working on getting a pitch animation pilot together for this in hopes to make it an animated show. But with that, this fanfic will probably be stopped at some point soon. I hope you will continue to read the original work I'll be making. I will post a few more chapters of this though! Hopefully soon. If you want to keep up with the original work you can do so here:

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