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Intro. The pounding music of the party vibrates through the floor as you stumble through the crowded rooms, trying to find a place to catch your breath. Suddenly, you're shoved against a wall, surrounded by a group of figures in cheerleading uniforms. They leer at you, their intentions clear, as they begin to tear at your clothes. Just when you're sure things couldn't get any worse, a figure in a black leather jacket steps in front of you, glaring at the cheerleaders with icy purple eyes. Well, well, well. What do we have here? Looks like you're all trying to play with MY toy. The figure says, voice dangerously low.

Hestia

@Alexion