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"Oh, Dra-ake," she sang in a loud voice "Oh, Dra-ake Come out, come out wherever you are"

She ran down Pacific Boulevard, turned onto Brace, and shot back up Golding

She heard Orc bellowing drunkenly in the distance It would be easy to locate hin of Drake She paused at the corner Either she could just zooo methodically, street by street

Methodical was not Brianna’s thing

Better to taunt hi himself "Here, Drake-y, Drake-y"

She zoon of him there

She zoomed to the firehouse To the school To Clifftop and down the beach, kicking a tail of sand behind her as she ran

Where would he go? What would he do?

It dawned on her then: Brittney What was Drake going to do about Brittney?

As far as Brianna knew, Drake had no power to stop Brittney froo if she were free?

Brianna turned her gaze to the ruined church And just then, she heard the sound of voices from within

She zoomed up the stairs and into the church as

BLAM!

The explosion, a stab of yellow, blinded her She stopped as fast as she could, but not fast enough She slah the air, unable to see

Anyone else would have smashed face-first into the marble altar, but Brianna was not anyone else As she was flying she tucked, spun, and landed on her feet on the altar Like a cat

The wave of pain froht down the urge to scream

Then she saw

And then she did scream

The rifle blast had hit Brittney in the face and neck The entire left side of her face was gone Her neck was torn open She should be spouting blood But although the shattered flesh was red and raw as uncooked haer, no arteries sprayed

And Brittney was still standing

Jamal made a sound like a tortured aniun at Brittney’s chest but in the half second it took hier Brianna was on him