Justin: Running.

"Where are you of to in such a hurry?" The person with wings asked. Should I tell her- it- the truth?

"I'm running." I said simply.

"From?" She urged. I sighed,

"My brother." I finally explained. I told her about Harry, and when this all started.

" We didn't know eachother. My mother and my scum-of-a-father seperated us at birth. I lived with Mum, and Harry with Dad. Dad, being worthless scum, portrayed me and my mother as baddies who should be killed. He told Harry stories about us. And now Harry's after me." I said.

"Oh." Was all she said back.

The End

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