Hehe, you know how much I love to read this, Bossy!

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WE ARE ALL GRIDS

An interesting story. Yet again with the names starting with B.

Please fix the format. (Erase those way too long sets of "**********" from previous posts, they stretch the site width.)


I know. I've seen her post, and that's why I'm saying this.

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Dude that's the question she's been trying to get answered for a long time. She doesn't know how to fix it.

Anyway, very nice update Bossy. I'm really enjoying your story.

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Heh. Good story so far! It seems almost as is the girls have special abilities due to being embodiments of the gems.... Can't wait for more!!!

And, it looks like people from Griddles' old thread are moving here after his got locked.... Expect a lot more commentary and some RPing between KM and Blazing....

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infiltration is it? :D

I don't mind. Any Friend of Griddles is a Friend of mine.

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Why such farfetched assumption? I don't know about you, but I've been planning to read this one for a while already. Still, if RP comes to this thread as well, I'll just have to play the same card again... :p

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I got special mentioned! Woohoo! :D

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Ah screw you.

I won't do any sort of RP here. Bossy's story has a...special effect on me.

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[spoiler]You flap and drool? :3[/spoiler]

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Shut the up you sack of .

And no I don't.

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Woah, woah, woah... Why all the hostility!? I'm just asking... :p

And let's drop this chat. Let's not make this thread 400 pages like we did with Grid's. I mean 50 pages of posts with actual story and 350 pages of posts with RP and random chat.

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BossyGirl, atm the previous page is wide becuase of the line of ____ in one of your posts, since you've shortened the ***** lines.
It was in the post:

The first line under the lol emot. Try shortening that one and the page should go to a normal size.

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oh gawd~!

thanks! that fixes it all! awesome~

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Bomb woke up earlier than everyone. She was excited.

Today would be the first day of school in their new town.

The girls still shared a room. While everyone else slept, Bomb got up and walked over to the door opening it and walking out into the dim lit hallway. She didn't need a light to see, so she maneuvered around easily. Reaching up to put her hand on the handrail as she slowly crept down the stairs. She heard people talking in the den. Bomb still wasn't used to the house yet. After their little cabin everything was too big now for a 5 yr old. She stood at the entrance way to the den and waited. it was pitch black, but she could see one of them was the old lady.

They were talking in hush tones, but Bomb heard every word. But she didn't comprehend them very well. She was taught to wait when grown ups were talking. So she waited for a proper opportunity to ask for milk. She waited a while and was starting to grow impatient. Suddenly whoever Bacha was talking to got a bit aggressive and started to raise his voice.

" I want Milk!" Bomb said out loud. The two grown ups hushed and spun around to see the tyke behind them.

She stood with hands on her hips in her pajamas. Where was Mom?

Bacha hurried the man away and took Bomb by the hand to the kitchen. Bomb looked back at the man as he exited. He looked back and Bomb loked away, memorizing his face. She was given her milk and Bacha helped her back up to her room.

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Mom introduced the children to the school Principal. The girls were dressed alike and all the same height only their heads peaked over the Principal's desk. The principal got up and marveled at them. Cooing them as the children just stared up at the other grown up. Babe's hand gripped Mom's tightly, they weren't used to other people. Maybe Mom should've made them play with other kids. But Mom was confident that they would adapt. In 3 years Mom wasn't really able to completely focus on them. She had preferred to keep them as hermits but she lacked the skills to teach the kids education worth the mind. Mom had spent days thinking about it. But the children matured too fast they would have to move to different parts of the wide city just to conceal their secret. It would be hard on them.

Mom had lectured them not to get too personally close to anyone. But Mom knew that could be very difficult. Children latched onto things as a means to cope and accept their surroundings in order to feel safe.

Mom knelt at their height, tapping each on the forehead. "All 3 of you stay together, understand." Was an order the kids realized. They gripped each other hands and gave a firm nod to her. Mom stood up and looked over at the principal and nodded. "All yours then."

The principal lead the kids to their homeroom teacher. Babe was already crying but Mom had firmly told her to not cry. To be strong. In Which Babe had replied by clinging to Mom's legs crying, saying she didn't want to be strong, she wanted to be with Mom. Mom had very sternly said to stop. Mom's harsh tone alone made Babe cry. But she obeyed her and bit her lip, fighting back sobs as her sisters pulled her away. Mom never waved at them. She was afraid that she had babied them too much.

She turned on her heels sharply and walked away, teachers moving out of her way cause of her smoldering gaze as she exited. It kinda bit her that she wasn't going to see them for a few hours. Luckily it was only morning half.

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The kids were taught how to count to 10, their abcs in songs in which Babe caught on, clapping her hands at the ridiculous song. Bomb refused to sing and sat with her arms and legs crossed. Kids who participated and got 3 right in a row received candy from the large kindergarten teacher. Wonder where she got them all, much less have any left. Bomb sat and stared out the window at the next class. They were making something with dough. Sure enough their next project was the dough making. Belle came to the table where her sisters sat contently plastering play dough. She dumped candy on the table, almost winning every little test. The kids from other tables came and tried to take candy from them, hollering at them "Gimme! Gimme! Me want Candy!" Babe was smiling putting one in her mouth and was yanked out by a chubby little boy hollering that he saw it first. And he walked off with it. With no candy left, Babe began to wail.

Belle and Bomb looked at each other then at the teacher who was off not paying attention. Belle Gave Babe another candy to calm her down but Bomb was fuming. She walked over to the chubby kid who was eating the candy messily laughing with his friends who were mimicking Babe's crying and laughing at themselves. Bomb put her hands on her hips and mimicked their laughter. They stopped to stare at her. She told the chubby kid off first and when he leered at her and turned away, she rose her fist and smashed his play dough creation flat. His greatest apparently.

The kid instantly started crying loud and the teacher turned around and went running to him all wild, and cuddled him, cooing. Her child it seemed. So this was the reason why Babe was ignored? This kid was hers??? Bomb was more pissed. And to top it off she was told to sit in the corner as her punishment.

Bomb was furious!

She didn't go and the teacher didn't bother to even hear Bomb's story. As she was walking past her sisters to sit in the corner she looked back at the teacher's large behind like a giant bulls eyes. Her eyes glinted. Target set ...

Belle reached out to stop Bomb but Bomb was already past reach and she leapt up high and planted both feet right on the teachers rump. Bulls eyes! The teacher with a loud yell fell forward knocking over the table, spraying dough and popsicle sticks into the air. The entire class erupted in laughter and Bomb stood back and rubbed her forefinger under her nose, pleased with herself.

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Mom was called as she arrived to pick them up, Bomb's behavior was related to her. Mom looked down at Bomb who didn't look remorsed at all, but clutched Babe's hand tightly. As always Bomb waited until the grownups finished talking. They told her that to take her little monsters with her and not return. Mom pursed her lips at that. Mom then after hearing the teachers relate their heated story told Mom to better discipline her children and began to walk away. But Mom stopped them. She beckoned Bomb to stand in front of her and talk to the teachers. Bomb looked up at Mom waiting. Mom nodded. So Bomb in a loud voice told the other teachers what happened and she did it purely to defend her sister and how the teach ignored her and played favorites with her own child.

The teachers stood speechless looking at the kids ex teacher.

Mom looked up from Bomb, putting a hand on her head, and smiled a small but menacing smile. "We'll see you tomorrow morning then miss." She said to the principal and began walking away with the children in hand. The ex teacher protested immediately. "Didn't you hear us!? You're little monsters are expelled from this school!?"

Mom stopped in her tracks, And turned to face the faculty. "You're teaching license has been revoked. You can never teach at this school again.''
Behind Marron, men in black came out of their vehicles, awaiting to arrest the teacher. Mom showed her the warrant, holding illegal drugs in her classroom in stuffed bears and letting children play with the toys. The entire faculty erupted into questions in astonishment.

Mom simply walked with her little ''monsters'' who happily skipped alongside her. She smiled at them ad gripped their little hands firmly.

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Heh heh...way to go Bomb and Mom!

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this fic is very interesting

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Mom sat at her Silver Chair at the head of the Conference meeting, sitting still and quite aware of the situation at hand. Everyone was arguing amongst themselves. They needed more law enforcers. The city was growing and getting more dangerous. At first they proposed that they no longer permit new citizens in order to control the population growth. Next they were arguing about having severe security at all high points of the city.

Her right hand chair protested that that should not be necessary. That would make the citizens feel nervous and break out. She turned to Mom and looked directly at her. Pleading that if more enforcers are to be introduced to just gradually enhance the growth. Mom sat a moment quiet, trying to let it all soak in.

Only last week had she been nominated to become Mayor of the City of Desmondan. Her children had also just completed another birthday within the same year. She had taken the job in order to be in control of her childrens needs and safety. But she had not realized that more responsibilities had been thrown her way as well. But she was all for it. She had 13 Chairs in her Chamber of Ingenuity. All of which were very well trained officials of the law.

She had never imagined to be able to be in such a position.

She signed the papers to let the enhancement of the law enforcers progress. Once signed everyone calmed down a bit and immediately gave her new matters to attend.

A born assassin now doing peoples bidding. Every time someone cried, Mayor Mom was on the scene. She was involved in most cases. She had been in a previous scene where 3 children had lost their parents and relatives from all over the world were trying to achieve custody over them. Severe cases in the court over the situation made Mom realize how some small things were taken advantage of. Made Mom realize that she was lucky enough to have 3 special children at her side. Even though not biologically hers.

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When she got home there was someone new waiting for her at the mansion. The kids came running down the wall staircase, crying out her name happily. It was past their bedtime, but everyday they wailed that they wouldn't go to bed without saying good night to her. So she accepted them with warm hugs and told them to have their night snack and head to bed. The kids happily munched on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that Bacha had cut into animal shapes.

Bomb was walking her Dinosaur sandwich across the table and dunked it into Babe's drink, splashing her a little with the milk. Babe cried out and pushed her own milk away. Bomb got mad and wanted her swimming dinosaur back. So they both started tussling and spilling milk. But once Mom walked into the kitchen they both silenced and as she left they immediately wiped up the milk and ate with few comments. Belle sat quietly eating the entire time, getting off her chair and reached up on her toes to put the plate and glass in the sink. Her sisters followed suit and did the same.

They walked outside where Mom was talking on the lawn patio set with another woman. They were having a grim discussion. But once the girls showed up the other woman brightened up. "Ah so these are yours?"

Babe was the first to come up to Mom, awaiting to be lifted up. Mom reached over and lifted up Babe, sitting her on her lap. Babe leaned back her head under Mom's chin as the grownups continued talking. Bomb sat on the love seat beside Mom with Belle. Both their legs dangling on the edge. The children were granted not to understand according to the other woman. But Mom knew these girls grasped more than just info, they noticed when someone was lying just by observing them. Reason why Mom did not shoo them away.

The woman continued talking and the girls intently listened. She continued as if she knew kids were stupid and did not understand.

"All I care about is the community service, naturally. I have presented 20 divisions at the 10 gates to the city. I'm sure insecurity will be a thing of the past." The woman droned on. Mom not only paid close attention to her but to the girls at her side. Especially Babe on her lap. Babe had her small hands in Mom's in which she gripped as she breathed her head would lightly bob.

Mom decided to test the woman. Rumors have been spread that 2 of the officials were murdered by the 20 that this woman had sent. Putting the claim that they had died due to Crime control. But something unnatural seemed of those men she hired. When Mom had lightly tripped one had caught her with such ease with one hand. At the time Mom had dismissed it but now looking at it, the officer was not that heavy built to be able to lift her up with one arm.

" I'm concerned with the murders that happened lately. I'd say your men know a thing or two about them. I want you to bring them to Jurisdiction Hall tomorrow," Mom said with a smooth tone. The other woman clenched her jaw.

" I'm afraid I cannot comply. They have round the clock Shifts. It is best for the safety of the City that they stay in routine." She replied as a matter of factly.
Marron sat Quiet a moment, then something caught her attention in the corner of her eye. Bacha had been at the window and had sent a small signal only The Members of G.O.D knew. The other woman's eye glinted as she also caught the signal. She seemed to tense up a bit as if she had blown her cover. Little did she know that she had. Marron sat back with Babe in her lap, stroking the child's head like a cat. But Babe never left her gaze from the woman.

The way the girls were tensing up Made Mom realize that something was up. To anyone's eyes the kids looked as if just listening. But Mom knew when they felt something strange, the way they tensed up was mostly muscle and their breathing, their breathing was forced to calm down as their heart rate went up. Mom heard their light deep breathing, the other woman would've never heard.

The woman tried to cover with the teacup, sipping slowly. Mom slowly sat up in her chair and stood up with Babe in her arms. "Well it is getting late. Perhaps we should continue this tomorrow."

They both agreed and Mom saw her off sending the children to Bacha.

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The next day Belle was walking home with her sisters, when her sisters suddenly ran off to chase a puppy that was in the woods. Belle refusing to chase the puppy was then approached by the same woman the other night, all smiling and greeting her. Belle looked up at her from her long lashes and greeted her respectfully. Then continued to look out for her sisters to return. Suddenly the woman scooped her up and pressed a towel of Ether at her face. the child flailed for 3 seconds then went limp in her arms. The woman then cradled her as if she were asleep and normally walked down the opposite direction eyes hidden in shades then disappeared into a limo.

Babe and Bomb ran back to where they had left Belle all excited that they had caught the puppy. But Belle was nowhere to be found. The two 6 year olds instantly ran around the park calling her name. Babe started to sob. But Bomb told her to stop that they had to keep calm and look for their sister. Bomb climbed up onto a tower that was in the center of the park as a monument. She scoured the park in a full sweep and saw a black limo turn to the left. Quite in a hurry. Babe was already chasing it. Bomb growled in her throat and ran after Babe and grabbed her arm before she crossed the busy street.

"Are you Crazy!? Just wait till I tell Mom what you almost did!"

"But Belle was in there!" Babe protested. Bomb stared at her then at the disappearing limo. "How do you know? How can you see that?"

Then Babe started to wail that nothing was getting done and was getting interrogated. "Mom said we have to stay together! We're gonna get in trouble! We have to get Sis!" Babe already felt as if she lost her left arm. Bomb calmed her down and told her that they would call Mom and get her help. Ironically the car had no license plate. Just a Gold plate.

Bomb started to pull Babe away to a payphone, but Babe wrenched out of her grip and ran calling out Belle's name. Bomb yelled and ran after her again but for some reason Babe was way faster, even tho Bomb was the fastest in her class.

Babe ran on the sidewalk, trying to memorize where the limo had turned. She ran as fast as she could, propelling herself forward with her little legs. she stopped and looked around, panicking. Where was her sister!?

"BEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEE!" She yelled out full force with powerful lungs. People around her covered their ears and looked at her quite spooked and then concerned as they saw tears running down her rosy cheeks.

Inside the Limo, Belle was asleep but subconsciously she heard her sisters cry. Her heart reacted and sent out a pulse only the sisters could feel in their bones.

Babe's head snapped to the left as she felt the ripples like that of a pond in the air at a distant. Her eyes zoomed in and she saw the limo turn quickly. She got into track position that she had seen Bomb do so many times and pushed off at full launch. She ran as fast as she could. That car had her sister in it. She had to reach it! She ran along the sidewalk, side dodging people who only saw a small figure and papers flail upwards. Babe saw the limo clearly now but it was going 80mph on the busy street. It then turned to the right and Babe crossed the street in one leap. They got onto the high way and instantly picked up speed. Babe fell to her knees gasping for air. "Belle!"

Suddenly images of Belle crying made Babe jerk her head up. "Mom is cooking dinner today! She doesn't want us late!" She mustered her strength again and panting, closing her eyes got into Track mode. She heard Belle's heart pulse a few miles away. She bolted from her spot once again and ran where she had seen the limo go. She ran with her backpack on her back, realizing it was heavy and she could go faster without it, she threw it off without stopping and kept going. She ran as fast as she could, thinking all the while she wanted to see her sisters small smile again. "Belle!"

The limo once again sped off but Babe didn't stop this time. Instead she narrowed her eyes and pumped her legs faster. She even reached out her hand to reach it, yet being so far. She was so close but so far. She started to cry again, but this time angry tears. She started to glow light red and crying out her sisters name, she burst forward with intense heat. She was now instantly catching up to the vehicle, she stretched out her arm as she got ever closer and a smile spread across her face as she touched the trunk of the moving vehicle.

The driver looked up at the rear view mirror and freaked out slammed the breaks. Babe slammed forhead firts into the trunk lid and fell backwards in a heap. The woman yelled angrily at him and held Belle safely on the seat. The driver excused himself and Quickly got out of the car and ran to the back and searched the ground. No one. He went crazy looking around. The woman got out and yelled at him to get back in the car.

Bomb held Babe back by pressing a towel to her forehead where she was bleeding, she was sobbing into another towel Bomb had provided cause she knew that she would be crying loudly. Even when Babe tried to hold back rom crying but it still hurt a lot. Now Bomb was pissed. First they try to take Belle and now Babe was bleeding. But they hid behind beams, they seemed to end up in the industrial section where things were just being built. The limo started off again. The sunset was starting to show.

Mom would not like this. They could get punished. But it would be far worse to show up without one of their sisters. They would be scared as to what to think of what would happen. They hid until the car parked up ahead. The woman got out of the vehicle and was yelling orders when suddenly a shadow fell over them. They froze and looked up.
Mom was standing with her hands behind her back. She stood still in her navy Blue business suit.

" You have something of mine ... " She rose her head with a wild grin. The two stepped back. " I want it Back."

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That bitch...I hope Mom gives her a severe whooping!

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Mom watched them carefully. Neither man nor woman made a move. How was it possible that she was able to find them? Mom cocked her head to the side where she knew Babe and Bomb were hidden. She had planted bracelets on each child's wrist. Those Bracelets were homing devices made of titanium. So Mom was always one step ahead. When she saw all 3 girls had separated, she knew they wouldn't unless there was a reason. Force.

Now that Mom caught the perpetrators, it was time to show them who was always one step ahead. She took a step forward. "I'll be taking Her back now."

The other woman snarled at her, thrust out her hand and yelled, "Get her!" Men clad in ninja wear, all wearing black, surrounded Mom. Mom only sighed, bored that this was the only tactic these imbeciles used. They ran and quick stepped at her. Throwing Weapons and punches. Mom dodged all her assailants, swerved and side kicked a few as they rushed by. Catching them in the stomach or ribs, blood spurting out of their mouths.

As Mom was Busy the woman ordered the driver to leave the area. Mom saw them and ran after them, unsuccessfully dodging a kick to the jaw, making her stumble back.

Bomb and Babe saw the limo squeal out of the lot. Bomb got up and ran along the beams up above, keeping them in sight. Babe ran below after the vehicle, now just angry instead of sad. Bomb skidded to a stop as the beam had to pivot to the left. She ran with the beams, still trying to keep Her sis's captors in view. Bomb and Babe heard Mom's yell as she was being outnumbered. They glanced at each other, still running and Nodded. Babe was to chase The limo while Bomb would help Mom.

Bomb skidded to a stop and rerouted herself back the way she came, closing in on a man about to leap up to kick Mom. Bomb jumped up and round kicked him in the face. he stumbled back shocked that it came from a kid. Marron sneered. Now her children had to fight?

Marron grabbed Bomb by the cuff of her shirt pulling her away, up into her arms. As the men rushed at them, Marron released her and Bomb somersaulted onto Mom's back and swung kicked an assailant from Mom's back. Bomb clung to her back and occasionally to her arm as Mom ducked and swung around as well. Bomb ran off her back and sped across the roads to other assailants carrying guns. She spotted one by the glint of it's scope sniper and Phased herself in front of him. Startled that the child had suddenly appeared just in front of him, 40 ft up, he fired recklessly.

"DEMON! DEMON!"

Bomb grabbed his sniper and swung it up, smashing it down over his head. Marron stood awestruck as she watched Bomb phase herself from one corner to another, kicking in the sniper men in their faces, blood spurting from their mouths and nose. Marron's eyes widened. What?! Since when Could Bomb...?! She quickly recovered from her surprise and Ducked from a man who swung a blade at her. She ducked low, swept her leg to the side, and knocked his feet from under him, before even landing on his back she rammed her knee under his back, cracking his spine. Dumping the screaming man, she punched another in the stomach and left hooked him in the face. She kicked sideways and caught another in the throat, snapping his head back. This was in a flurry of fists and limbs.

Bacha was right to keep Marron trained. She was beginning to grin as the old days were brought back to her. Like she was 18 again, fighting alongside the M.O.M.

When all that was left were piled bodies on the dusty ground, Marron snapped her attention to Bomb. Bomb sat calmly on the ledge of a beam, kicking back her legs in glee at watching Mom go crazy on them all. Mom grinned back and wiped her thumb under her nose. A move that she had seen Bomb do when she was proud or praised about something. Marron ran to her and spread her arms to gather her up. They still had to catch up to babe and Belle on that runaway limo.

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Babe sat still behind a beam. Any moment they would come around the corner. She heard the squeals from the tires as it sharply rounded a corner. Babe's eyes widened wide and she ran out of her hiding place and jumped in front of the vehicle. Gunning it, intending to kill her beyond the drivers will, the driver made no attempt to avoid the child. Babe didn't move and puffing herself up as she had seen some cartoon characters on her TV, getting strength. maybe eat spinach?

She braced herself and thrust out her arms, as if ready to catch a sailing baseball. The front bumper slammed into her hands. Not buckling her elbows, keeping them straight, legs and feet skidding on the ground, she was pushed backwards. She kept pushing forward as if she alone could stop the car. She managed to slow it down and with a jerk of her hands she sent the vehicle careening into a side walk, smashing in the front end. She leapt up before the impact and as she sailed down, pulled back her fist and slammed it into the hood. Only to bounce off.

She broke her wrist and started crying hard as she fell on the ground, clutching her left arm in pain. She tried to keep calm and her voice down by clenching her teeth. The woman got out of the car, stumbling a few steps forward. She held her bloody forehead and pointed a gun at Babe. " Not ... so Invincible ... as you thought you were huh?"

"Stupid little Freak Brat!" She was ready to pull the trigger but suddenly her body jerked and her mouth began to foam. Her limbs started to crumple up and she fell, grabbing her chest. Her head jerked up and she fell lifeless to the ground. Babe was watching it all in grossed fascination on one arm, wondering what was going on.

She looked up into the open limo door and saw Belle within the dark interior.

Babe's eyes brightened up but was taken aback by Belle's furious glare where the woman used to stand. Belle's eyes were receding a blue glow. She was clutching the seats at either side, small fingers digging into the leather. She had her teeth clenched and was seething through her teeth as if trying to calm herself down. She saw Babe and calmed down. She crawled forward on the seats and slid out of the vehicle and crawled over to Babe who had stopped crying and was now smiling cause her sister was safe.

Belle stared at her eyes then at her wrist, she reached for it slowly but then they both heard Mom and brightened up, looking over.

Mom skidded on her knees, gathering them up in her arms tightly. Bomb skidded to them too, her clothes splattered in blood. "Ewwwwwwww!" Babe wailed.

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Babe lay on the bed as Bacha had attended her broken wrist and had braced it up for her. Babe was falling asleep by the heavy sedatives to let her rest. Mom walked in slowly, careful not to make too much noise. Babe caught sight of her and smiled lazily and tried to get up. Mom came over quickly, laying the child back down slowly. "Shhhh," Mom whispered in reassurance. She stroked Babe's soft temples as Babe looked up at her sleepily, hardly able to keep her blue eyes open. She grasped Mom's hand with her good hand, not wanting to let go. Mom stroked her thumb over the small hand and waited till she fell asleep. Mom couldn't help but smile in reassurance.

"Sleep my Brave little Soldier..." She cooed.

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Mom Woke up the next morning at sunrise. She sat at the edge of her bed, gazing down at the floor. Yesterday .... Would've been described as a nightmare. The children had come home all bloody and were frolicking in the bloody bath water as if it did not faze them. Was this how they would treat a situation?

Mom Slicked back her hair and stood up. They had to realize that what they did was not ok.

After a warm shower the kids were out in the yard, not playing. The air was tense. They could feel it. Although they were happy that they were together, Mom wasn't happy about something. And it was something they did. A million possibilities occurred to them, but they knew what was the main thing.

They separated. And that's how they got in trouble the first place.

Mom had told them to wait under the oak tree, where they waited holding hands.

Mom stood behind the glass door staring out at them. Then without looking she reached over the side and grabbed an aluminum thin rod. Bacha saw her take the rod and watched her exit the door.
"Marron? Marron, what're you planning?" But Mom strode firmly across the field. Lip tight.

Mom approached the children. They looked up at her, they had no idea what was going to happen. They have never been in trouble before. Mom told them to hold out their hands, palm up. The children stared at the rod in Mom's right hand then looked at her smoldering glare. They held their hands out. Mom began to pace back and forth, eyes on them.

"Do any of you realize what you all did yesterday? Do you think it's all fun and games?" These children had killed in cold blood. Did they even realize it was wrong?

Bomb almost mentioned that Mom had done the same. Almost. But she knew better. That rod was not going to be used to praise them...

Mom Paced back and forth, a forefinger and thumb on her temples. How was she supposed to explain something like this to them? Were they actually born killers?
" What you all did was wrong."

"This ..." Mom gestured firmly to her arm and nicked it with a razor blade, the blood ran down her arm slowly and the girls eyes widened. " ... Is blood. A life force that allows the human body to live. Without it you cannot survive. Bomb, Babe, Belle. You all shed this yesterday from those individuals."
Mom hadn't meant to kill anyone, only to knock them out and get her kids back. But Bomb had Purposely smashed in heads and diced off arms, spraying her with their blood along with their screams. Mom looked at Bomb who was fuming. She approached the youngster, staring down her nose at her.

" Do you have something to say?" Bomb kept quiet. Mom began pacing again. Belle was the most surprising. She had made her captors brains burst inside her head, Instantly killing her as blood drained out her eyes, nose and mouth. And Babe ... Babe had killed the driver stopping that limo...

"I'm very disappointed in all of you. Extremely disappointed! I never would've thought you CHILDREN would ever do such a thing!"

Finally Bomb blew her top. " BUT IT WASN'T OUR FAULT! THEY ATTACKED US! WHAT WERE WE SUPPOSED TO DO!?"

Her sisters gasped and even Bomb instantly regretted it the moment it slipped out. Mom stood in front of her. " Then you should've stayed together!"

WHACK!

The girls stared in shock as Bomb recoiled her hands up to her chest, curling her fists to stop the sting of the rod on her palms. Angry tears stung her eyes.

Mom approached Belle who Scrunched up her shoulders, palms out. " You're the responsible one! Why would you let them go off on their own!"

WHACK!

They were sure Mom wouldn't do it to Babe. But they were wrong. " And you... I know it was you who got them in this mess. When will you learn to take things seriously!"

WHACK!

Her sisters eyes widened and yelled out in protest. " It wasn't her fault!"

Mom got angry, she raised the rod again. "Silence!" The girls cringed.

"That's enough!" Bacha grabbed Marron's swinging arm. '"They're only children! How were they to expect such a thing to happen to them?! Stop this right now! I won't watch any longer!"

Mom shook her off roughly. " They're my children and I will discipline them how I see fit! I don't want this to repeat itself! Look at them Bacha. They think they did nothing wrong. You saw their possible future outcome. I have to prevent that from happening. And it starts today."

Mom turned to the children who stood still, hands clenched, biting their lower lip, puffy eyes.

Mom hmphed and dismissed them.

The girls stood still until Mom entered the house. The first thing they did was head to the stream to ease the pain in their throbbing palms with the rushing cold water. Bacha watched over them, her bent figure sitting on a flat rock by the water. The girls stood quietly in the stream washing their hands. Belle gently splashed water on Babe's hands as she sobbed and hiccuped.

Bacha felt sorry for them. So ... Belle knew telekinesis. Babe apparently had super human strength and Bomb was Flash stepping. ... How on Earth did this happen?

Bacha saw the kids looking at her contemplative face. She only smiled warmly. " Do you girls want to play a game?" Their faces brightened up.

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Marron was doing some work in her office at home. Unable to concentrate. She had her head in her palms. What was she going to do? She knew this was coming. The future was inevitable. These children were born to kill. Sent to Earth to kill. For what purpose exactly? Just to ... kill?

She gave a sigh and stood up. She needed a cup of tea. She almost called Bacha but remembered she was out with the kids in the yard. She walked down the stairs and stood at the door way where she could hear the kids playing. She stood arms crossed. Did what she say to them reflect? Much less what she did? She wondered if the girls despised her now.

She sighed and wandered into the yard, arms over chest, slowly approaching the stream.

Bomb was in the water, diving in with her hands outstretched, lunging at something. Something glittered in the air and Mom saw they were fishing. Belle caught the airborne fish with a bucket and hauled it over to Babe who was counting as they laid them on the grass.

"Very good! " Bacha's voice cackled. " We have 6 now to make 10 we need...?" Math question for Babe. Babe counted the fish then used her fingers and held up four fingers. "Four!"

"Very good! Four more for delivery Bomb!" Bacha shouted. Bomb saluted and dove off again, Belle close behind with the bucket. Bacha caught sight of Mom and her smile faded. Mom merely watched the children play. Mom knew Bacha wanted to have stern words with her but that would have to wait.

"Fish?"

" Yes, it was the only thing abundant right now."

Silence.

Mom turned on her heels. " It's getting dark, tell them to come in soon."

Mom's heart somehow felt heavy. As if she had herself committed a crime she cannot run away from. If her children hated her then so be it, but she wasn't going to be light with them all their lives. After all they grew like lil potted plants. Time was limited. She headed in the direction of the house with a sigh.

"Momma!"

Mom slowly turned around to find Babe running up to her with a bucket of fish. She let go of it and launched herself at Mom's waist, clinging to her tight, face buried in Mom's belly. Mom endeared by the gesture, knelt in front of her. " You're not mad at me?"
Babe covered her face with her arms, sobbing a little and shook her head. Mom hugged her gently.

" I'm not mad. I love you Momma!"

Mom was paralyzed by those words. She then clutched the child tightly to her, " I love you too Babe."
The other girls gathered around and Mom hugged them too. " I love you all."

After much sobbing and hugging and promises of never to separate ever again, Mom looked at the bucket of fish. "Fish huh?"

The girls held up the bucket. " FISH!" Mom chuckled and they all headed over to the cabin, Babe gripping Mom's hand tightly with a bright smile. Bacha was beside them, telling Mom some Fish recipe she gathered up on the internet. Mom was amused by that. " Really now?"

She turned to the girls. " So how much did you catch?"

"10!" Bomb shouted, holding up the heavy bucket.

" Well it would've been 12 had Bomb not sucked at catching them." Belle responded as a matter of factly.

" I do not! I caught lots!"

" ... I can do better."

" I didn't see you try miss goody two shoes!"

Mom just chuckled. They truly would do anything for each other. She smiled down at Babe who smiled up at her. They entered the house and prepared to be amazed by Bacha's amazing skills to cook fish. ...." That's a lotta fish ... "

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I actually agree with what Mom did to the girls. After all, she only wants to protect them, and creating bloodshed isn't going to help.

But yeah, you might want to chapter these Bossy. Looking forward to your next update.

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Punishment... unpleasant but necessary, especially for these girls.

And chaptering wouldn't be a bad idea... and if you wanted you could keep it as one big document, post the updates, and then publish it as a PDF at the end. Or (almost) anything else.

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Marron stood at the window of her office up the 57th floor, looking down at the town. Traffic flowed calmly through the busy intersection, spotted families in the parks having picnics, and boating in the river not too far off. Standing still with her hands crossed behind her she looked out. From here she could see the school the Children attended. Not possible without binoculars. But Mom's eyes focused at the distance, a skill required for assassins. She could see within miles around her and also hear any small noise. Loud noise irritated her.

No one would guess she was watching the kids. She saw Bomb race across the field after a soccer ball, nudge a boy off and scored a goal, to be congratulated by her sisters. After the game a few kids invited the girls to eat lunch with them, but Mom saw her girls shake their heads and politely decline and went to eat at the benches.

Mom turned away. And just as she turned she caught a glint in the corner of her eye. She caught sight of it in the trees. In a split second she whirled around and dove for cover. A red beam sliced the air through the glass and the entire floor erupted in debris, shaking the floors around it. Screams rang out and people panicking, ran out of the place. Fires started and the pipes burst open, spraying water on everything. Marron staggered to her feet, pushing off a desk off her. She wobbled to collect her bearings. She gripped her throbbing temples, hands covered in blood, ears ringing still.

She was about to pass out she could tell. She quickly speed dialed Bacha using her ear phone. She only got a few lines out.

"B-Bacha ... collect... the girls ...'' She managed to gasp out through bleeding lips, realizing a metal rod protruding from her stomach. She staggered backwards, collapsing backwards, landing on her side, smashing the ear phone in half.

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A red car squealed into the streets below the building, aiming towards the Elementary school, swerving around fire engine trucks, ambulances and police vehicles. It had a speedy destination to arrive to. The driver skid into the parking lot, screeching to a halt as children and teachers poured out of the school. The entire school was panicking. Bacha ran out of the passenger side, the girls were standing in the field staring up at the building in the distance.

Bacha called them over to come quickly, none moved. Belle grabbed their hands and pulled them over quickly, got into the vehicles and wheeled off. Nobody noticing them.

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Mom was being carted and wheeled into emergency right away, running alongside her were the paramedics, pumping oxygen into her mask, yelling orders at the doctors and to prepare for surgery. Mom was immediately shredded from her clothes and pumped her chest with the defibrillator, trying to keep her heart pumping. She had lost a lot of blood, so they immediately set to work, repairing the wound.

As the surgeons moved quick, Mom's hands twitched in her sedated sleep. The doctor's were shocked by this as Mom's chest heaved upward, clenching her thighs, opening her mouth as blood spurted out, along with her cry, eyes shut tightly. They instantly pulled her down, and tried to strap her to the surgery bed.

Suddenly the lights went out and the doors to the ER burst open. Machine guns spurned the air and battered every person in the room. Screams rang out and Marron’s unconscious form was dragged off the bed and ran off with her in their arms.

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Bacha hung up the phone at their secret cabin in the woods. She looked pale and cold. But she had to keep a front for the girls who were sitting quietly on the living floor, in front of the fireplace. Babe didn’t even want to play with her toys. Where was mom?

Bacha had to tell them that Mom was going to be late. She told them to go play a game while she prepared dinner. The kids reluctantly went to see what they were in the mood for. Babe sighed heavily. She looked back and saw Bacha staring worriedly out the window. She saw Bacha’s eyes illuminate then she rushed off out of the front door.

Babe sneaked around under the window to see who the shadow was that jumped out of the tree. A man. She had seen him before. A man that she had seen Mom talk to frequently. Did he know something about mom?

Bacha started to head back to the cabin and Babe scuttled off on all fours to the kitchen, pretending she wanted an apple and quickly bit into it to calm herself down. Bacha caught her as if off guard, and was instantly shooed off to the playroom to join her sisters. Babe sat on her pink comfy chair idly eating her apple. Belle and Bomb were doing a jigsaw puzzle on the floor, lying on their tummies. It was the only thing that consumed their concentration.

“Mom’s not coming home,’’ Babe said in a soft voice. Bomb looked at her frowning. Belle only slid a jigsaw piece into place calmly. “Bacha wouldn’t lie to us.” She said firmly. Babe sat back and blew her bangs. “Something’s not right.”

She sat upright, “We have to go find her ourselves!”

Belle sighed and looked at her. “Babe what are you talking about?”

Bomb sneered, snatching the half bitten apple from Babe. “We’re not allowed to deal with grownup stuff REMEMMMMMBEEERRR? We could ‘hurt’ people REMEMMMBERRRRR?”

Belle gave Bomb a look to knock it off, but took the apple that was offered to her, taking a small bite before handing it back. “We do as the Adults tell us. End of Story.”

Babe began to protest but her sisters went back to the puzzle. They weren’t happy about it either. But they were kids. And kids couldn’t do much. That’s the idea they were given.
They had to abide by the adults rules no matter what.

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Oh no!

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