The Wrath (Closed to Mockingbird)

How do you still win? I have the book filled with your spells, I have my mother, both of us are still alive. How do you win? How? I refuse to believe it, you can't be winning. I have everything I need. Elena's statement was driving Andree crazy. She was refusing to believe that the witch had one. But what she said was going to drive her insane it seemed. It would nag at her forever, there was no way she could not know, she just had to. The same thoughts ran through her head over and over, going over ways she could have possibly won but coming up with nothing. Tapping her wrist, Andree allowed her suit to boost her endurance for a short period of time so that she could run for a longer period of time. Eventually the two of them made it out of the district that Elena lived in and she rested her mother down on the grass. Looking down at her mom, she asked her "Would you like the hospital or Chicago?" Andree was no expert at this sort of thing.

Theresa felt the caress of the soft grass, as the wound in her leg slowly closed. It wouldn't close completely, but it stopped her from bleeding to death. Leaning back, she let out a tired sigh."Yeah, the hospital sounds like a good idea." She said, joints screaming in pain. Though she ignored them. Looking to Andree with a smirk, as she rolled on her side."First we have to get that spell off of you don't we?"

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