- Jacob, Black
How did they expect me to react? To be all happy and jolly when this guy could be in competition when it came to Renesmee? To hell with that. So here we all are; crowded in the living room, the vamp hybrid surrounded by the Cullen’s, his braided hair falling in a long rope past his shoulders.
I gotta admit, this guy is kinda good looking for a leech, and I can understand why Nessie blushed when she saw him, but really? Edward snorted, “Your being far too modest about yourself.”
“A guy can’t gloat about himself in private,” I joked. “What are you getting off him?”
He sighed profoundly. “Not much, all I can hear is him reciting a pray to the Pillan and Wangulen.”
“Who the heck are they?” He smirked at my confusion. Edward obviously was enjoying the fact that I don’t pay attention when it comes to history, or just in general.
My eyes were glued to Renesmee, soft diamonds embedded in her skin where the sun streaked through the blinds and shattered off her skin. “They are the ancestral spirits in Manpuche mythology, he’s praying to Antu and Kueyen, the sun and moon.”
“You really need to find a decent hobby, reading all the time does nothing.” I put a hand on his shoulder, mockingly. When he shrugged it off I watched Nessie pull Nahuel into a hug, his arms wrapping tightly around her. I ground my teeth together; watching wasn’t as easy as I had thought. I hauled myself into the kitchen and picked up one of Esme’s blueberry muffins, picking at it distractedly.
The veins in my arm were like thick spider webs under my skin, pulsing with anger? Or was it jealousy? This Nahuel guy actually had a chance of taking everything away from me; it would be like stripping my skin away and leaving just the bone and my beating heart.
I bit into the muffin hungrily, trying to distract myself from Nessie’s squeals of happiness and joy coming from the other room. “What’s wrong, Jacob?” Bella asked anxiously when she came in. She had been to see Charlie; he’d been spending a lot of time with Sue lately, trying to cheer her up, properly. She’d been to hell and back when Leah disappeared.
“That leech is bugging me? Something doesn’t feel right.”
“Nahuel?” She asked, raising an eyebrow, jumping up onto the counter next to me. I could smell the sweet scent of vampire rolling from her, and I wrinkled my nose. “He’s just here to visit; he’ll be gone before you know it.”
I shifted myself away from Bella and her face crumpled up. I looked at her comfortingly and she smiled back. She understood I was having a major drama queen moment; I just needed to stamp my foot stubbornly to complete the image. “I know I’m being paranoid,” I balled up my fists tightly by my sides, “but there’s something coming. There’s that look on his face.”
“Jake,” she jumped down and touched my arm reassuringly. “Renesmee is fine, and Nahuel will be gone as fast as he got here. Go and see her, she’s worried you’ve ran off.”
“How’d you kn-”
Before I could finish she was off, gone to check the cottage. Nessie came running in, her crown of brown curls bouncing around her face. “Are you coming, Jacob?” She pulled me into the living room; Edward had disappeared – I knew he’d went after Bella. After all they could use some privacy right about now, I thought smugly.
Everyone had scattered: Esme was in the garden tending to her new flower boxes. Jasper and Alice were still packing for Paris. Carlisle was in his study, and Emmett and Rosalie were properly either shopping for mirrors or breaking some more furniture. Nahuel was standing by the corner; his Latin features expressing sheer delight in seeing his friend again, but behind his fathomless eyes there lay something hidden, a buried elation that would surface only when something happened. Something no-one would expect. “Jacob, are you listening,” Renesmee questioned, her fingers flowing over the keys gracefully.
“Sure, honey. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
The vamp gave me a sour look, I half hid my smug smile. If this were a competition, I wasn’t giving up until one of us fell.
The short melody Nessie played morphed into a softer, gentler tone soon after. Her fingers glided across the keys elegantly, her back straight and face focused on the instrument. Leaning against the wall, I let the song soak through me, carry me away like a leaf in a slow, supple, current. The tune changed quickly, and this time it sounded foreign and exotic. Nahuel grinned immensely and my heart twisted.
“This is the song you taught me, remember?” she giggled. “I learnt it, like you asked. Does it sound any good?” Her cheeks blushed as he walked up to her, and whispered in her ear secretively. I wasn’t that good with the corny romantic crap; but this leech was just working it. I had to step up my game.
I twined my fingers together, and made a fake coughing sound. She tossed her head of curls my way, “Oh!” she gasped. “How could I forget about your song, Jacob? I wrote it for you. I said I would play it.”
“I bet it will be great,” I replied affectionately. Nahuel hissed and stepped away from Renesmee and I felt like punching this blood-sucker. Images of it shot through my head, and I grinned at how life-like it looked.
On the other hand, Nessie started to play my song … or ‘Jacob’s Melody,’ as she called it. Unlike the alien foreign song the Latin vamp had loved, mine was gentle and melodious and it rung in my eyes. Even when I blinked, I could see and hear her playing imprinted on my eyelids. When it finished on the ending note, I let her know what I thought. “I loved it, thank you!”
Nessie jumped from the piano chair and hugged me and I pulled my arms around her. Her beautiful eyes were glassy with what looked like tears of joy. Can vampire hybrid’s cry? My pulse shuddered from surprise. “I’m so glad you liked it, I wanted it to be our song?”
“To show you how much you mean to me,” she continued. Nahuel’s eyes were murderous; I swear I felt thousands of ice tipped needles strike me when he glared.
She pulled away before Edward and Bella came in the room, there were muttered ‘hello’s’ and Nessie and my competition disappeared upstairs, hand in hand. Bella groaned, “I told you,” she retorted.
“Care to explain?” I asked lazily, sitting on the couch and pulling my feet up. I felt exhausted. Jealously was a hard game to play, but I think I had the upper hand. At least, I hoped I did. For a vamp, that guy sure did know how to play the game.
Edward’s face turned bitter as he caught my thoughts. I laughed. “Bella was just saying that she thinks Nahuel has a romantic interest in our daughter, and I disagree. I would know if he has. It also seems that you and he aren’t getting along so well,” he added, his tone somewhat icy, cold.
“I still think he does. Why would he travel all the way here just to see her, when we normally travel over there?”
Edward and Bella continued to argue for hours on end; it seems to me like vamps have nothing better to do in their spare time besides hitting it off and making debates outta things, not including the occasional attack of a newborn army or nomad clan, of course.
I ended up watching CNN for the remainder of my time; I had to patrol with the others soon so I would have to go. When my watch beeped I hauled myself up, said my goodbyes to Bella and Edward and headed upstairs to find Nessie. On the top floor, there was Edward’s old room were Renesmee liked to go to read and have some privacy. She would be there with Nahuel surely.
Several things happened when I reached the room: First, Nessie screamed, secondly, the blood-sucker Nahuel was trying to kiss her, and lastly, I phased and leaped for the leech, pulling him from the small couch and into the floor where I snarled and lunged for the kill.
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- Alice, Cullen
We had found the scent. We were closing in on Jasper. Like Edward to Bella, he was the only reason to live, to breathe – he was the only reason I was here in his murky desert. His abduction had left me with a spreading void in my chest, a black hole even, that seemed to deepen every time we had to track backwards and find the strong trail to where he was being kept.
Bella was determined; she kept low to the ground, her mind focused. I on the other hand, was racing ahead searching for the cure to my injured heart. “He has to be close, it’s getting stronger.”
My throat constricted, “Bella?”
“Yes,” she looked up into my pleading eyes.
“Do you catch that extra trail; it’s a bit east of Jasper’s? I don’t recognize it,” the confidence in my voice was depleting. Another trail could mean he’s gone forever, I lamented to myself.
“Alice,” she answered. “There are several scents, all leading the same path, don’t you think it is possible?”
We had talked our thoughts over several times while searching for Jasper; I thought he was kidnapped, whereas Bella thought Maria had something to do with it. She recalled the story Jasper had told her before we fought them newborns ages ago, but it was impossible. Maria was dead! Gone! “She was killed by him, I highly doubt she has anything to do with it,” my tone angrier than usual.
“Well than, what about Peter and Charlotte?”
“No. Jasper spared their lives and they wandered together for a while before he met me.”
Her voice ceased and a sigh escaped, “Oh.” She had not recalled that part of the story.
The journey was long and tiresome; my mind was wandering further than it usually would. I imagined a fairy tale ending: running towards Jasper and him pulling me into a grasping hug, his lips against mine once again, everything perfect. Bella was being the tracker; Edward had taught her some of the skill during one of our many boring days, he had learnt it himself – though he wasn’t very good at it – when he had left Bella where she found comfort in Jacob Black, the local shape shifter and imprint of Renesmee Cullen.
I chuckled to myself quietly at the conversations we shared with each other sometimes. He was a comfort knowing that he evaporated my headaches, but Jasper was my scales. He weighed everything out and settled it at a balance. He knew when to stop or to start, I thought internally, my thoughts smothered by his mere image.
The black hole in my chest seemed to grow bigger, and advance more to my heart with each coming step closer to Jasper, where it could cause the most ultimate pain. Losing my other half! How could I describe the despair I would feel, not that I would be tutored by it for long, there would be no words or a syllable to utter to describe my definitive emotions.
“Alice!” Bella’s voice was sharp in the deathly silence of the parched desert, it rung out for miles. Her face portrayed her thoughts: eyes filled to the brim with joy, her lips curved in a smile, her angular brows no longer furrowed.
I snapped my head up.
“We have found him, he’s here! It leads north for about an hour and then curves off for a while. That’s where he is!”
It was like a dagger had plunged into my chest, and been twisted. The pain to run was unbearable; the adrenaline threading itself through my vein’s gaining me momentum, with each fastening step he seemed to be disappearing – my mind was deceiving me. The void stayed constant, throbbing, pushing me onwards. I could even catch the scent in my nose as we ran; it was like a rare perfume. Speed was everything at this crucial moment. Bella was at my side, her new born powers slowly decreasing therefore putting her at my left, our velocity at incredible speeds unknown to even Edward, whom was the fastest in our coven.
When we came to the entrance of a cave, loads of different scents darting in each direction from it, I felt a tugging motion occur. It pulled me inside, like a cable was attached just above my heart and the same for Jasper, and if we were ever separated that cable would snap and it would cause internal bleeding, the void would corrupt me and I wouldn’t be able to live. He is my everything!
Bella cautioned me, “Don’t do anything harsh. Do you smell that scents, they could be however many vampires in that cave.”
“I know,” I moaned. “But he’s in there, Bella; I can’t wait for Edward or anyone to come. Jasper’s just that close I can feel him, his touch, his voice, everything.”
Her shield pulled up, her mind was now occupied and I had to be the rational thinker. Just then a figure emerged from the cave. Her eyes found us, the voice shrill and high-pitched. “Ya’ll must be new. Come on inside,” she invited in her southern American accent.
We relaxed, accessed the situation quickly, and followed her in. It was dark and the uneven ground made Bella stumble, she was never good at being graceful – we had joked about this ourselves several times. Further inside, old candle-lit lamps lined the walls and voices echoed from in the caves – loads of them.
“It’s a shame ya’ll didn’t come in sooner. You missed quite the gossip!”
We stayed silent, our lips tightly shut. She lead us into a largely lit room, at least twenty vampires sitting against the walls, we breathed a sigh of relief that our eyes had turned a black so we fitted in the crowd.
“We have new additions to our little groups, ya’ll,” she announced. “These are –” She looked at us.
“Alice and Bella,” I whispered.
“These are Alice and Bella. You must be thirsty?” she asked turning to us.
Bella was still concentrating on shielding our minds so I answered, “No we are quite alright.”
“Was Roxanne with you?” a short girl questioned, her red eyes glowering at myself.
I cleared my dust evaded throat, “No-one was with us? We found our way back,” I lied.
She sneered, “Maybe she has taken my advice. Her idea of creating a new-born army was great, but that girl was just soft with new recruits. She needed to toughen up.”
Our frozen hearts leapt into our throats, the void in my stomach coiled and grew – contaminating the calm, cool, tone I had adopted that was necessary for this infiltration. “Stacey,” the girl who had shown us in hissed. “They don’t know anything yet. Here like me explain,” so with that she explained the whole situation. She told us about Roxanne being Maria’s sister – Bella winked at me and then continued to listen intently – and how she was re-creating her army of newborns and how she had recruited a ‘Major’ to help. Here questions poured from my mouth, I couldn’t contain myself until Bella held a firm hand on my shoulder.
“Sorry she’s still in shock from the turning.”
When we got ourselves alone we talked over it quietly, we would find Jasper, destroy these newborns and run for it. We couldn’t repeat another Southern Purge of vampires so we had to destroy them, about Roxanne we couldn’t decide. I wanted her to suffer, but Bella was more compassionate. I sulked about it until it came the time when all the newborns were crowded in the social room; we sneaked out and headed towards the main chamber. When we came near the entrance, all the lights were extinguished, fumbling through the dark we followed Jaspers scent until we came into an enclosed cave, in the back was a running foundation, the trickling water soothing my rapidly beating frozen heart.
In one of the corners was a slumped figure, its head bent forward. I hissed through clenched teeth, venom covering my tongue. I was ready to pounce, but Bella was persistent and pulled me back. “We can’t hurt her, she has mental problems remember. We can’t hurt little Roxanne, even if she did kidnap Jasper,” she whispered.
The void continued to grow, it was edging closer to my heart. I would only have a few minutes before it corrupted my entire being. The figure moved, the voice was harsh but it was drained and fatigued. “I will not take part in your army no more, Roxanne, and if you bring Stacey to give me another illusion I will not give up. Alice is not dead or buried under rocks, she is alive and safe and I will not let you harm her.”
I threw myself forward, my body circling it’s self around the shadowy figure. “Jasper, oh Jasper!” I crooned, stroking his hair. I pulled his face forward, kissing him but his features were reserved. He looked like he paid no attention to me. “Jasper, are you in there? Please!” I begged.
He threw me off, pulling my hands together and pushing me away. “I will not give into your illusions Stacey,” he shouted. His strength was wavering.
The void was too close now; it was burning the edges of my heart. Closing in on its prey. I only had seconds left until I wouldn’t be able to cope no more. I hurled my body back to him in a swift motion, Bella was standing silently in the corner, and I grabbed his face and kissed him hard on the mouth – All my suffering and pleasure of seeing him again going into the kiss.
The illusion was so real; I could feel her lips crushed with mine. Her scent leaped off her skin, it was a rare gift and I inhaled deeply. It was like heaven! The spectre of Alice wrapped her arms around me and crushed her body with mine, I wanted so much to respond but that would be giving in to Stacey’s illusions. I wouldn’t do it! I am strong!
It was just then that the figure whispered against my lips, “I love you so much Jasper, please, please, wake up!”
It was like opening my eyes for the first time after a lifetime of torture and affliction. Her face was carved by angels, a perfect statue of beauty. I felt like I could cry in happiness, my heart swelling. She pulled back, her face creased with sadness and pain. It was an instant reaction, I pulled her back and crushed my lips to hers, pulling her body close so there not a breath between us. She reacted back within a second. Everything at that moment was about us. Alice and me! My Alice! Alive and here!
When we pulled away, I was standing up, her head was cradled into my neck. “Oh Jasper, I thought you were gone. I could never have lived if you have gone! I love you with all my life!”
“Alice,” I breathed.
That’s all I could say, she was here with me and that all I wanted. Then a flash of the newborns and Roxanne came into my head. “You have to get out of here,” I said harshly.
“We know about the newborns Jasper, its fine. There in the social room.”
“How long have you been here?”
“A couple of hours,” Bella who had standing in the corner, revealed her presence. “I came with Alice, to help save you,” she said softly.
A breath of relief, “Thank you.”
She inclined her head and headed towards the shadows once more. She was giving us privacy! “Alice, we have to get out of here. The newborns don’t stay in their very long, it’s only while they discuss tactics. You shouldn’t have come for me?”
“Don’t be silly,” she sighed joyfully. “It’s fine. We’ll be out of here in no time.”
“Don’t count yourself lucky,” someone echoed from behind them, it was a cold chilling voice. Stacey and all the newborns emerged from the cave entrance; they were crouched and ready to pounce. Bella came running up behind us and put her shield. “We will kill you all before you can leave, I told Roxanne this would happen sometime soon.”
I don’t know how to explain the happiness of seeing my Alice again and the littered corpses around the cave when the battle was finished. Limbs were sprawled around the floor, bodies lay everywhere. The venom no longer stung when they had bit me, Alice was my antidote, and she soothed the pain. Bella and Alice had cornered the first lot and took them out; Bella’s gift came in very useful. Alice was as graceful as ever. She danced around to me, “Time to go home.”
The desert light felt like it stung my eyes, I was so used to the dim-lit cave, however it didn’t last long and we were soon running towards my old house were we would rest. It was just as I had left, or should I say the way Roxanne left it, it was as desolate as ever.
“I will take a head start and let the others know your alright,” Bella interrupted our silence.
“Bella,” Alice said happily. “You don’t have to go.”
She chuckled, “I’ll leave you to some privacy, see you’s when you get home. Take all the time you need.” And with that Bella was gone, headed back to the Cullen house to tell everyone the news. We knew she was anxious to see Edward and her daughter again.
“I’ve missed you so much,” Alice said dreamily as she cuddled into my chest.
I kissed her hair, her scent still as rare and pungent than anything I have ever smelt, even more appealing than human blood. It was blissful four hours just sitting with Alice, just holding her. When the moon rose we went to take leave, but we were stopped.
Roxanne was sitting on the roof, murder in her eyes. “I gave you everything,” she screamed wildly. “And this is what I get back. A pile of dead newborn bodies, I will get you Jasper Hale!”
She leapt down with such ferocity it was like the ground shook, Alice went to grab her but I pulled her back. “Don’t harm her, she has mental problems. It wasn’t her fault – Maria put all of this into her head.”
“MY SISTER DID NOTHING FOR ME!” she shrieked running head one towards me and Alice. I was waiting for the impact but Alice leapt onto her shoulders gracefully and dislodged her head until it was a tangle of hair on the ground. Her dismembered body fell to the floor with a thud. “That takes care of things,” she chirped in.
The body was buried, but was left without a head stone. Roxanne deserved a better life than the one she had, but Maria was a cruel woman and the last person she would corrupt was her sister to save her dreams of a newborn army.
The night was the end of her life, and the beginning of ours. We were together again, and we would never be separated. Our love is eternal!
- Alice, Cullen
Within an instant everything was in disarray, the wolves – Leah and Seth – were snapping their jaws; Jacob bowed in front of Renesmee, a snarl ripping from between his teeth, Bella had thrown up her shield – her mind concentrating on her dearest family, all of us had gracefully slid into crouches, all except Carlisle who stood tall and proud in front of his coven.
The Romanian vampires were ready to stalk their prey, they were the hunters – Marcus and Caroline the helpless victims.
At the fringes of the forest I could the faces of some of the wolves; they had obviously smelt the vampires and come to search, Sam, who was jet black, snarled a command and watched in hesitation.
“How dare you invite them here, after what they were doing to do to your demon half-blood child,” Vladimir sneered uncontrollably. Edward took a step forward as Bella extended her shield, both of them feeling the same boiling rage over the comment.
“We didn’t invite them, they appeared,” I answered. “I had a vision.”
Stefan raised an eyebrow. “So the pixie has a vision that these leeches” – Jacob grimaced at the use of his vocabulary being using by a ‘leech’ themselves, he let out a wolfy grin towards Bella who smiled. She understood. “-And you instantly turn against us, how do you know they’re not going to ambush you!”
“We know the truth; my son, Edward, has proved that,” Carlisle replied calmly.
They roared in laughter, “First the vision girl and now the mind-reader, don’t you see their here to deceive – they killed our people!”
Marcus had just been standing like a marble statue on the grass, Caroline was shuffling around, but then he was instantly in action. He snapped his head up, eyes firmly planted on Stefan and Vladimir and then in an instant reflex had his teeth bared at their necks. It was so fast, even for my own eyes and it was impossible to describe on the spot. “That was your own doing,” Marcus cried venomously.
The vampire’s detached themselves in a few quick fluid movements; running around each other they took turns to aim a quick shot – aiming for the neck. Bella had once described this technique as if it was a dance, and she was right. It was beautifully choreographed; each move like it was an extension of the other: a duck, a flip over the back, a strike to the neck.
There was a flare of passion towards this dance, the wolves watched intently – properly gaining more moves I joked quietly to myself – for myself it reminded me of meeting Jasper. All that emotion and infatuation enveloping us in sparks when we first met, I caught his eye watching me as I thought of us. He embraced me, whispering in my ear quietly. This is a great time to think about romance. Renesmee was quietly watching the demonstration of power from behind myself, her red curls flapping around her heart shaped face delicately. I stepped aside as she took a step forward, I clasped her hand – I could hear Bella sigh with relief.
A few moments later, the battle continued. We started to become unaware of everything around us, Bella letting down her shield to regain her mental awareness, the fight was becoming one of those endless arguments humans had. There was shrill cry a few centimetres away, “Renesmee, no!”
The small child was running towards Caroline, the female vampire who stood paralyzed to the spot. I ran towards her, Edward behind my heels – his face creased with worry. Bella I knew was too mentally weak to contain her shield, so it couldn’t put it up to protect her child. Renesmee reached Caroline and begged to be up, her eyes coal black she picked up the hybrid child – she gasped and instantly went rigid, her body trembling from fear.
We finally reached her and Edward pulled her away, her arms finding his neck where her head was cradled. “What did she show you?” I breathed.
“It was the fight, it was like I was watching it over-and-over again! What did she do to me?”
“That’s her gift, she can project images.”
Her body was still shivering; Bella was just behind me, her voice soon soothing my adoptive niece. “Why was she showing me the fight?”
Renesmee flashed her gleaming teeth and spoke to the female vampire, her heart lurching when she could hear words flowing from the child’s lips. “I want you to stop it,” she said eagerly. With that Bella and Edward took the small struggling child back to the protection of her family, I remained with Caroline. I could feel Jaspers eyes burning a hole into my back, he was worried, I flashed a glance back.
“What did she mean? I can’t stop it,” she cried desperately. “I only wanted to get away from those murderers and start a new life.”
“You can,” I placed a hand on her shoulder and nodded towards the forest. She knew what I meant, and I danced happily back to Jaspers side. Caroline stood rooted to the spot.
It was a while before she moved, edging closer towards to the fringes of the forest – Jacob had told Sam to let the vampire through and she would cause no harm. She came closer to the group of fighting vampires as she gained more confidence, just as Renesmee was pointing towards the gang of wolfs in the tree’s the fighting ceased. Marcus had his teeth bared against Vladimir’s throat, but his eyes weren’t searching for oncoming death but bearing into Caroline’s who was stationary, her voice rung loud in the clearing after a moment of silence, “Stop.”
Marcus pulled himself away from the strolling vampires, Stefan regained his balance and his coven member was next to Caroline, their fingers intertwined. I think he’s her soul-mate, like Jasper is mine.
I thought she already had a husband, Edward silently communicated to me through minds.
Maybe he wasn’t the right one, but look at how there staring at each other. It’s similar to how you look at Bella, me to Jasper, Carlisle to Esme, Rosalie to Emmett – even Renesmee and Jacob at times.
Edward growled; he didn’t like discussing Jacob’s imprint with his daughter.
Stefan was now talking with his fellow coven member, we could all hear. “We should finish the fight now, he’s weak Vladimir. We could finally get out revenge.”
They smiled, teeth exposed. They were now stalking Marcus, a few steps behind him.
“Stop!” Caroline shouted again and ran up in front of them.
“No,” Stefan snarled, “The Volturi killed out coven and destroyed our home. He deserves to die.”
She placed a hand on her hip, a childish gesture. “I know what it’s like to lost everything to them, they killed my husband and were about to end my life as well. However, he,” she pointed to Marcus. “He saved my life, so I owe him.”
Vladimir interrupted Stefan before he could talk, “She’s right.”
With Stefan silenced they strode away, fury lining his brother’s face. Caroline caught up with them once again, when will this end, I cried tiredly to myself.
“I want to join your group.”
“I want to get the Volturi back as much as you, I only owed him and now it’s done. Let me join?”
We were all stood by now, waiting for the end. We were never even needed, Marcus wasn’t a threat. My vision had given us a false fear; we thought Renesmee was in danger again but it turns out it was only Marcus to himself and the Romanian coven. I suppressed a giggle as I leaned into Jaspers shoulder; it felt like everything was being taken off my shoulders.
The Romanian group were all now disappearing into the woods, Vladimir holding Caroline’s hand, Stefan walking away shrugging his shoulders. It was long hour before Marcus could say a word, “I will return to my brothers,” he said plainly. “But since what I have noticed with my female companion and the rouge vampire Vladimir, I will never kill another human in my lifetime.”
He left, I knew what he said was genuine because I had a vision later in that week of Marcus keeping to his vegetarian diet, and it was all in spite of his love for his wife. Love can do crazy things.
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