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his rounds.
    Easy for him to say, she wasn’t a part of his family, the dark voice snapped. Gisbo winced and grabbed at his forehead as a sharp pain pierced it. Gisbo cursed and pulled his hand from his forehead, revealing a thick, black smudge.
    The Drakeness, the voices . . . they were getting worse . . .
    “Shut up, just shut up!” Gisbo muttered as he placed a hand over his aunt’s plaque, let out a heavy sigh, and made his way back to Heaven’s Shelter.
     

 
     
    Chapter Two: Strife Invasion
    “There you are! Everyone’s been looking for you,” Nina said. Gisbo, sitting on the bottom step of his and Rolce’s tree house, looked up, then back down at the ground.
    Nina sat down beside him and wrapped a warm hand around his newly tattooed arm.
    “They’re beautiful, Gisbo. Who did them?” Nina asked.
    “Falcon,” Gisbo said.
    “Very sexy,” Nina said, smiling. Gisbo grunted in reply.
    “Is, is everything ok? All your friends are celebrating their new Renegade status in the courtyard. They’ve all been asking for you. Don’t you want to join them?” Nina asked.
    “Nah,” Gisbo said as he rose to his feet and stretched.
    “Gisbo, you can talk to me, you know. I’m here for you,” Nina said.
    “Yeah,” Gisbo said as he began walking up the steps.
    “Yeah? What is ‘yeah’ supposed to . . .” Nina started.
    “Everything’s fine!” Gisbo snapped. “All right? OK? Is that what you wanna hear? Jeesh, quit with the damn nagging and just leave me the hell alone! Cripes!”
    Nina sat there, eyes watering up, and immediately Gisbo palmed his face.
    “I’m . . . I’m sorry. I don’t know where that came from,” Gisbo said as he sat back down, feeling his blood boil for no reason. In fact, his rage had never been worse, and it downright scared him. Nina grabbed Gisbo’s hand and began to massage it.
    “It’s your aunt, isn’t it?” Nina asked.
    “I don’t know,” Gisbo said.
    “Yes, you do. Now talk to me, let it out,” Nina said. “I, I care about you, a lot.”
    She doesn’t care about you, a fierce voice snapped. Gisbo grabbed at his forehead and winced.
    “Gisbo?” Nina asked, genuine worry to her voice.
    “It’s nothing, just a headache,” Gisbo said. Nina looked skeptical.
    “Honestly! It’s just a headache, promise. Now let’s go get some food or something before Grandfield and Groggo’s fat asses eat everything,” Gisbo said, forcing a smile. Nina accepted the answer, smiled in return, and hand in hand, the two of them began to walk towards the courtyard. Suddenly, Gisbo froze.
    “What’s wrong?” Nina asked.
    “Something’s wrong . . .” Gisbo said.
    “What is it?” Nina whispered.
    “Sorry, must have been nothing. Let’s . . .” Gisbo started when a yellow-eyed, black wolf pounced out of the bushes and lunged toward Gisbo, its fangs bared. Gisbo instinctively leapt in front of Nina to defend her and a white blur leapt to defend them.
    Fao charged and met the black wolf in mid-air. They both went down in a snarling tornado of growls, yips, and flashes of teeth and claws.
    “Fao! Hey! HEY! Get off of her!” Gisbo yelled. Before he could do anything, a familiar voice halted him.
    “RAZ! RAZGUL! GET BACK HERE, DAMN IT!” the voice yelled. Immediately, the black wolf halted its attack and backed away, whimpering and clearly frightened by the voice. The speaker leapt into the clearing and halted beside his wolf.
    “You . . .” Gisbo mouthed.
    Malik Strife’s jaw dropped. Never had Gisbo seen the boy so shocked. In fact, he looked downright scared. The Strife prince’s lower lip trembled and he did his best to say something, anything, but he was interrupted by three loud trumpet blasts from the courtyard, a signal that Gisbo never thought he’d actually hear.
    “That’s an invasion signal! Heaven’s Shelter is being invaded by the Strifes!” Gisbo said as he pulled out his two Tantos and ignited his Flarian essence. Fao ran to his side, ready for