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We shall see how her home situation develops, but, really, Taylor isn't exactly known for stick around when things get rough.

(Start - Simmer - 2.3) Early Monday April 4th, the Barnes Household I pushed open the door to the house, toeing off my sneakers and pushing them into the neat little nook where Zoe insisted everyone keep their shoes. I shrugged off my coat as the smell of bacon and eggs hit my nose, alongside...

(Start - Simmer - 2.2) Early Monday April 4th, a Crime Scene I stared through the eyes of my rats, surveying the crowd of PRT and police officers picking over the railhouse, my good mood thoroughly ruined. It wasn't hard to guess at what they were doing here, the fight had hardly been quiet...

(Start - Simmer - 2.1) Early Monday April 4th, the Barnes Household An ear piercing wail cut through the air, firing a lance of pain through my head as my eyes clenched shut, and I curled around the soft object in my arms. My bones felt like lead, my body sore and exhausted, the dull pain...

Absolutely not, why do you ask!

End of arc 1, and the first real Interlude of the fic, it's time for our resident bird to get a little time in the spotlight. Hope y'all enjoy. (Start - Interlude - 1.F - The Smothering Dark) Early Monday April 4th, the Barnes Household Flock couldn't remember the time before she had been...

(Start - Ignition - 1.6) Early Monday April 4th, the Trainyard I was practically deafened by the explosion of noise and Buckshot's head jerked to the side as she screamed in pain, hair and skin coming away as an angry, bleeding crater appeared in the side of her head. She was alive, but it...

She’s the same age as her canon self, and there’s some mitigating circumstances around her myriad issues that aren’t yet revealed, but Hexcalibur has something of a point, and I appreciate them pointing it out! I was trying to stick to canon Taylor without considering the fact that the...

(Start - Ignition - 1.5) Early Monday April 4th, the Trainyard My breath caught in my chest as I came to the realisation, the weight of fear and panic in my mind at the thought of Flock being dead - of my friend being dead - pushing past the thick haze of adrenaline. I stilled, my mind...

(Start - Ignition - 1.4) Early Monday April 4th, the Barnes Household I waited for night to come before I did anything; waiting for the uncomfortably familiar noises of the household to quiet down as people went to bed before I enacted the plan I'd come up with in the short hours I'd had to...

(Start - Ignition - 1.3) Afternoon Sunday April 3rd, downtown Brockton Bay I let my mind unfurl from around Flock's with a shock, something like a yelp of pain drifting down over our connection as my control of her and her swarm came to an abrupt end. I brought her to my chest, rubbing her...

(Start - Ignition - 1.2) Early Sunday April 3rd, the Brockton Shopping Center Our trip through the mall didn't amount to much, at least not to me. I spent most of my time alternatively being pulled around by Emma or walking behind her and Sophia as they discussed whatever they considered buying...

(Start - Ignition - 1.1) Early Sunday April 3rd, downtown Brockton Bay The dull roar of the crowd fell behind me as I stumbled out from the mass of people, pulling up my hood and ducking my head as I regained my balance. Cold air buffeted my form as I stepped out of the swell, an unpleasant...

(Start - Telegraph - 0.0) Morning Sunday April 3rd, location unknown Spires like hands, carved of crystalline flesh and reaching upward in their many thousands were arrayed before me for what felt like miles, despite the alien way this place seemed to rebel against measurement. They stretched...

(Start - Spark - Prologue) Evening Sunday January 8th, the Barnes Household The wick and wood of my seat were harsh against the skin of my back, even through the fabric of my dress. The chair was old, unused for years before it'd been dredged from its place in the basement for me, and it was...