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~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: Temporary Home, Border City)~~~

~~~(Time: 1:30 PM)~~~

Hailey acting like this reminds me of when we were teenagers. It's something that we both claim to have outgrown but can easily get sucked back into.

"I don't know why you're getting so upset, Hailey. All I said is we'll wait until tomorrow before we jump into plans.

" She's been trying to get a reaction out of me for that last hour and a half..

I'm not dragged into sibling conflict at the drop of a few words. It takes a lot for me to engage. But Hailey... She knows the right buttons to push, and she also knows that there isn't anything off-limits.

"Find, give up, little brother. I should've known that you wouldn't be ready to plan when we got here.

" The more she talks, the little closer she gets to a reaction from me.

Before she can continue, Sally stands up from where she's sitting and makes her way over to us. She stands next to me and runs her fingers through my hair.

"You two have been at it long enough. Taking a break from all the arguing is needed for all of us. I'm starting to get annoyed from the both of you.

" Thank God for you, Sally. She doesn't listen to me when she gets like this.

Hailey sighs and closes her eyes, giving up this battle for a reaction of some kind. There is something that I can say to set her off completely, but I'm above that... No, I'm not.

"This is why I'm the favorite...

" My whispered mumble is barely audible, but it's enough for Hailey to hear it. She glares at me with a wave of white-hot anger.

There are many things that set her off, but the biggest one is who's the favorite among our parents. While she's dad's favorite, I know I'm mom's favorite.

"How dare you! I was ready to drop this! But no! You have to be a petty little bitch!

" When from a burning matchstick into an atomic bomb. My grin cracks through my calm exterior, and her face gets redder as she sees it.

This seals the small competition that we were having. Marking me the winner and her the only one to have a reaction.

"My, my, big sister. That's quite the sailor's mouth you have. Wouldn't want to hear dad hear you say things like that.

" She grits her teeth and balls her hands into fists. Dad was always adamant about no one cussing.

He was a firm believer that those who frequently use foul language are of low intelligence. Failing to articulate themselves correctly and use the common cuss words as substitutes.

"You are so-!!! AARRRRGGHH!!

" She lets out and frustrated squeal and grips her hair in her hands.

"You drive me crazy!

" I'm not full-on smiling, and it's just adding fuel to the fire.

This is just like the good old days when we weren't in a dangerous world. Having the power to do the things we can do.

"Maybe that's why you could never get a job as an actress... Always cussing and being crazy... No one wants to work with that...

" These are the words that break the camel's back. She leaps at me, claws ready to scratch my eyes out.

~~~(POV: Hailey Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: Temporary Home, Border City)~~~

~~~(Time: 1:36 PM)~~~

Cera grabs my wrists before I can reach his neck or face. I land on top of him as we both fall off the chair. Neither of us is using our powers in this fight. We're doing it the old-fashioned way.

"You've got some serious balls to talk about my acting career!

" I'm very sensitive when it comes to my past at trying to become an actress. It's a sore spot for me.

His smile never stops, and he stares right into my eyes.

"What career? You never got a job on the set of a movie! All you've ever done is desperately attempt and sometimes sleep with guys to get a shot! Only to never get anything!

" All I see is red now! He has my wrists firmly locked up, and I can't get free, but I follow my instincts and do something completely rational to me.

I bring my face down, and I bite the ** out of his nose.

"What the hell are you doing, you crazy woman!

" This is the first time in a while that we've escalated to a physical altercation. He pushes me off, and I land gracefully on the other side of the room. He stands up, and there is blood dripping from his nose. My teeth marks are visible and in a perfect place to be visible.

He grips the handle to his sword, and so do I, but before we can continue, Sally and Jasmine both get between us.

"Okay, it's time for everyone to calm down... You've both said things that you don't say to a family member... Take a few breaths and think about where this is escalating too...

" Sally's calm and flowing voice eases Cera, and he takes his hand off his blade.

Jasmine looks at me and gives me a look of concern.

"Sally's right, guys... Now isn't the time to indulge in fights and arguments that are obviously a tradition between you two...

" As badly as I want to punish him for the mean things he's said, they're right. I take my hand off my weapon and turn around. I leave the room to cool off.

My pride is damaged right now. I was trying to get a rise out of him, but instead. All that happened was him getting a rise out of me.

"I'll talk to her...

" Jasmine's voice comes from the other room and is quickly following me. She stays behind me and decides it's smarter to be quiet for now. I open the door to an empty room and take a seat next to the window.

~~~(POV: Saliandra Orvello)~~~

~~~(Location: Temporary Home, Border City)~~~

~~~(Time: 1:44 PM)~~~

Cera is over the sink in the kitchen and cleaning up the blood. His wound is already healed, but the blood that was produced is still there. I run my hand on his back and stand next to him.

"Did you really have to say things like that?

" I can't stop my question from coming out, and it sounds like I'm taking her side. Cera doesn't react how someone normally would.

He turns to me, and he's trying his hardest not to laugh. I smack his shoulder.

"It's not funny, Cera! You really hurt your sister with what you said! You need to apologize to her!

" He starts to full-on laugh, and he's quickly running out of breath. I can't believe how childish these two are when they get started. I've never seen anything like it.

I turn away in anger myself, and I'm tempted to go and console Hailey since he's obviously not bothered.

"Oh, c'mon! You know that was funny! She got so mad she bit my nose! Do you know how much work and patience it took me to get her to that point! Don't try and deny how funny that was!

" These two... They're absolutely nuts!

He gently spins me around and looks into my eyes. He's taking on a more relaxed expression and has a soft smile now.

"If it'll make you feel better, I'll apologize. Don't be surprised if it starts her up again. Knowing her, she'll think I'm trying to go out in a better light than her.

" The thought of that happening causes me to smile and let out a little laugh.

He grins as I quickly cover my lips and try to hide and deny the fact I just laughed too.

"Don't you say a thing.

" He puts his hands up in mock surrender, but his grin is so smug and teasing that my face becomes flushed in an instant.

"Ohh! I hope she bites your nose off next time!

" He starts to laugh again, and I turn my head away from him.

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/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.

Slayer (Zern) Lvl.193

Exp: 3

/100%

Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)

Stats Strength - 7095Endurance - 7045Dexterity - 7215Speed - 8240Focus - 19,660

Mana aura control: 6

/100%

Health: 76,560,000,000

/76,560,000,000 Mana: 216,600,000,000

/216,600,000,000

Stat Points: 30 Armor rating: 500

Inventory Dice of Wayland (Divine) Hardened Tree sap Armor (Very Rare) The Witness (Legendary Sword) Fenrir's Whistle (Divine) Sally's Dresses 5x Camping gear Food Rations 4x Dried meat 4x Fishing poles 2x Fish 8x Festival Garbs 2x

Passive Perks

Inheritor of the Sword Son of Heaven Slayer of Evil Holy Willow Trees Savior Finder of Legends The Divine who has Legend Destined for Greatness Dungeon Diver An Overachiever

Active Skills

Heavens light Lvl.59 325

/5900 Protected by Heaven Lvl.59 225

/5900 Slash Lvl.77 4600

/130000 Parry Lvl.53 80

/5300 Double Strike N

/A Kingslayer N

/A Raging Machine N

/A Winged Glory Angelic Flight Divine Pressure Exertion Divinity Pulse Controled Fun