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Slowly, I stepped toward the old man, who layed in a quickly growing puddle of crimson. I knelt, taking his rough hand into my own, staring into his grey eyes that matched my own.
"I will miss you father," I said softly, squeezing his hand. "Even though I never really knew you, you changed my life for the better."
He squeezed my hand back, coughing slightly. "Valinca, my daughter. I believe in you," His words were corse and broken. "I believe that you can do whatever it is that you put your mind too, no matter how big or small. I love you, my baby girl."
I watched as his eyes slid shut for the very last time. Slowly, I let go of his hand, laying it on his chest, just over his heart. "I will evenge you father," I said, the courage in my voice strong. "You and all the other people who have been hurt by Mayburn and the Vex men."
I stood up and Cro took a step forward, putting his arm over my shoulders. "This isn't over yet, is it?" He asked, though I slreafy knew that he knew the answer.
"No," I whispered, staring up into his blue eyes. "Its just the beggining."