Irene:
I wore a simple, white summer dress that dragged to my ankles, since it was the middle of Spring. My chocolate truffle brown hair was tied into a bun with two braids going from both sides of the top of my head and down to the bun, where it then curled around with the bun. I didn't ###### ## ### on any lipstick or mascara, since I already appeared to be wearing it, even if I wasn't. 

I held Charmaine's hand as we both licked our ice creams. Her emerald green eyes stared up at the chocolate ice cream I had in my hand with disgust. Her nose was scrunched up and her eyes narrowed as she stared down at the chocolate cream. "How can you like chocolate ice cream? It looks like poop!" My lips pursed as the thought got to me. "Okay, no more chocolate ice cream for mommy," I said with a sigh as I threw the perfectly good cone into the trash bin.

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Evree:

I stepped out of the warm shower, steam filling the room. Knowing Marshall was in the other room, I walked into the bedroom and locked its door. I had a towel around both me and my hair. I walked over to the closet and took the grey, slim fit ##### off of its hanger. It stopped short, but still finger tip length. The sleeves went all the way down to my wrists. in the front, it  formed a pentagon, revealing a bit of my chest, but nothing to the extreme that it was inappropriate. The dress was tight, flattering my curves. I dried my silky, soft bleach blonde hair, as well as straightened it. I put on tan eyeshadow, black eyeliner and mascara, pink lipgloss, and a bit of blush. I slipped on my black sandals and wrapped the diamond necklace around my neck that matched my earrings. Grabbing my black button down jacket, I opened the bedroom door and presented myself to Marshall. He smiled.



Marshall:

"Well don't you look beautiful, love."
She smiled.
"Thank you baby."
She wrapped her arms around my neck, and lifted her heels off the floor to kiss me. She was short compared to me. 
"Are you ready?"
"We'll I didn't spend two hours to look like this for nothing."
I laughed. I took my black zip-up hoodie off of the coat rack on the wall, in case it got chilly and my grey t-shirt wasn't enough, and opened the door, leading her out first. The elevator opened, and we stepped in. I grabbed her hand and our fingers intertwined. 
"You know, you usually dress in bright colors. Why so dark tonight?"
She shrugged.
"Figured I'd match you."
We laughed and the elevator opened. I opened the door and we walked toward town.

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"Mommy, can you get my that teddybear?" Charmaine asked as she pointed her chubby finger towards the water guns  but I knew she wasn't interested in that, it was the large white bear that had a red, heart shaped belly with a red bowtie on its neck.

I looked down at Charmaine with a smile. "Once daddy comes back, we'll go. He doesn't want us to get lost," I then lightly scratched behind her ear, which made her giggle. 

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My eyes landed on the two loves of my life. Charmaine was jumping up and down as she saw me, which made me smile. "Daddy!" She came running towards me and I swooped her up in my arms. "Can we have that teddybear?"

I looked over at the water gun site, and then back at Charmine. "Of course, Maine," I carried the little girl over the water guns, and put her back on her feet and stood next to Irene.

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Evree:

We walked into the carnival, hand in hand. 
"Where to first, Marshall?"
"Where ever you want dear."
I smiled. 
"I want to go on a ride. Something fun."
He laughed.
"Whatever you want love."


Marshall:

She led me toward the drop tower. 
"Oh boy."
She laughed and dragged me toward the ride. 
"Are you sure about this?"
"Why are you scared?"
"No, but I'm surprised you aren't."
She laughed. We sat down next to each other. After she buckled in her seatbelt, I made sure it was secure, just in case. The ride started. We started to rise, and she grabbed my hand. 
"Alright I'm a little scared now."
Our feet dangled in the air. 
"Marshall, I'm scared."
I laughed.
"It's okay babe. I got you."
Twenty feet in the air. *click* We started to drop. My stomach rose. Evree screamed at the top of her lungs, which made me laugh. She squeezed my hands so hard. 

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I managed to fill all of the clown heads with water. The man handed me the big white bear with a heart shaped belly, and Charmaine squealed and jumped up and down. I picked her up with one arm and she immediately grabbed the stuffed animal. "Thank you daddy!" She placed a kiss on my cheek and went back to the white furry creature.

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Evree:

Climbing off of the ride, I started was shaking. Marshall laughed at me.
"Told you you'd be scared."
"I have never been so terrified in my life before."
"Oh yes you have."
He was right, I had. 
"Are you okay Evree?"
I nodded. Even though I was scared half to death, I wanted to go on again.
"Another ride?"
"As long as its the Ferris wheel. You should take a break from rides for a few minutes."
I laughed.
"Okay."


Marshall:

We walked into the the line for the Ferris wheel. It was a long line. 
"We're going to be here for a while."
"That's okay. It'll give my stomach time to adjust."
I smiled. I didn't understand why she wanted to torture herself with death defying rides. She smiled back, and kissed my cheek. 

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(I just realized that now Irene is married to Roman, her name is Irene Camille Arguelles-Kingston. XD)

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Charmaine wanted to go on the ferris wheel, but sadly only two people could get into the seat. ############## stay so Roman could go, but he decided against it and forced me onto the ride. Suddenly, uncomfortable chills ran down my spine as an old familiar scent caught into my nose. My eyes slowly closed and let out a breath, "This can't be true."

"Momma, are you okay?" Charmaine asked me with a worried expression on her face, and I simply put on a weak smile. "I'm fine, momma just has a weak tummy."

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While Irene and Charmaine were on the ferris wheel, I had decided to buy them something to snack on, which turned out to be corndogs. As I bit down on my corndog, a repulsing smell of death appeared. 

Swallowing the meat, I then let out a low growl. Setting down the food on the counter, I told the man to keep it with him while I left. Walking away, I paced near the ferris wheel so I could protect Irene and Charmaine from any incoming enemies.

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Marshall:   "You know, if you end up throwing up on my tonight, I'm not going to be happy." She laughed. "Uh oh, I feel my coffee coming up." She pretended to gag. We both laughed. Suddenly I smelled something disturbing... Something... Disgusting. I pulled Evree closer to me, a tight grip on her arm. I put her in front of me, knowing the scent was from behind.      Evree:   He scared me. "Marshall, what's wrong?" "Do you smell it..." The scent lingered into my nose, just as the coffee had when I woke up. It was...Dog... I gasped.
"No."
He nodded. Just then the worker escorted us on. At least we had privacy now... 
"They're here?"
He nodded.
"Very close."

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Once the ferris wheel stopped, I immediately took Charmaine into my arms and went pacing towards Roman. "They're back," I whispered as their scent became stronger. "Mommy, what's going on?" Charmaine asked with a pout and glistening eyes. "Nothing dear, momma isn't feeling well today," what I told her was partially true, I was nervous. 

"Come on, we're not going to let them ruin our night. Lets just go farther from them," Roman said and lead us towards the merry-go-round.

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Marshall:

I held Evree close to me. As we stopped at the very top of the Ferris wheel, I loosened my grip on her. 
"Can you read their minds, or see where they're at?"
"Uh, I guess I can try..."
She closed her eyes and sat completely still, not even breathing.


Evree:

There were so many voices in my head. I had to signal out and try and match the scent to the Werewolve's mind. I was too anxious to focus in on his thoughts, but I could tell where he was and who he was with. I opened my eyes.
"It's a man.. He's with a women, and a young female child, most likely the age of two. They're by the marry-go-round."
"Is he planning on harming them?"
"No... He's quite fond of them actually. I can only hear the names Charmaine and... Irene?"
Marshall froze.
"Irene."
It wasn't a question really. I could tell Marshall knew who it was.
"Oh Evree... Do you remember the night of the ball?"
I nodded.
"The girl, in the white dress. That's Irene. She must be fond of the Werewolf... She would have to know about his species, she's an angel."
"Well then who's the little girl?"
We looked over the edge of the seat, looking for any sight of them.
"Perhaps an offspring? Or a niece?"
My eyes darted around at every person standing near the merry-go-round. One particular person stood out the most to me. Him.
I gasped and turned back around in my seat.
"What's wrong?"
Marshall grabbed me.
"It's him."
"Who?"
I looked at him dead in the eye.
"Him."

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