Third person:

What happened next was a blur of Caster snatching Aphmau from Laurence's arms, checking her wrist and finding her birthmark-a lighting bolt- glowing red. Unknown to Laurence and Garrtoh, but known to Caster, Aphmau was under attack. Loki didn't bother to wait till he found her physical body, he went strait in. Attacking her mentally.

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Aphmau:

An evil laugh was all it took for me to open my eyes. Ignoring the blood red room my eyes focused on  a blurry figure in the shadows. There was a dull ringing in the back of my mind, hoof beats and panicked whispers.

"All it took was one touch dear little niece. One little touch of Mjolnir for me to locate you. Did you really think you could hide?" The voice was painful, like a sharp pain spreading through my mind.

"Who was hiding?" I asked trying to sort out all of my senses. "You!" The voice replied angrily, the yelling hurting my head more. "Look I don't know you and I certainly was NOT hiding. Wait-do I know you?" My mind seemed to be getting more foggy instead of clearing up. The room shook with his anger "OF COURSE YOU KNOW-" then as abruptly as it came the anger faded "-Wait. How do you not-Oh."

Yippy, Mr. Random voice understands whatever it is he understands. Small problem there, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON. "No matter, this will just make finding Mjolnir and Sly easier." Wait Sly?

Then everything was borne away on a wave of pain.

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Laurence told the Chicken Shaman everything, he couldn't understand how he'd sprinted out of the house and grabbed Aphmau so quickly. He wasn't acting like himself at all, ripping off her glove as they walked in the door and demanding to know exactly what had happened. But to my surprise I saw a blood red lighting bolt seemingly etched into her skin. How long had she had this?

Before I could voice my question Aphmau flinched in her sleep, then tendrils of red seemed to leak out from the lighting bolt up her arm. "Hurry, Laurence I need you to pick her up and meet me outside. Garroth grab that yellow bag in the corner." The Chicken Shaman ordered wrapping her upper arm tightly with a cloth. I lifted her up and headed outside only to see the Shaman already there and throwing a devise at a tree. "No questions, just come if you want her to live."

I closed my mouth not knowing how long it had been parted, then without question I walked through the door. Wondering, what in Ireans name was going on.

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Garroth:

I scooped up the yellow bag which weighed much more then it should have for its side and headed out the door. Laurence was gone and the Chicken Shaman was looking at me impatiently. I stumbled down the stairs moving quickly over to him. Before I could even ask where they were the Chicken Shaman motioned to a door that was in a tree? Leaning over to the side I could see it lead no where, but the Chicken Shaman shoved me right through the black door way. Then. I was somewhere else.