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They had them as long as they can remember.
Those tails.Those monkey tails.
Weird, wasn't it? Nobody else had them, only these four.
And yet, they had more to them than just that.
Ray, Emma, y/n and Norman were not normal kids. They were smart, kind, and caring for their family, but they always wanted to fight for some particular reason. And whenever the kids went to play tag, no one could find them. Even Isabella, with her tracking device.
Why?
Because they removed them. A long time ago, as a matter of fact. They purposefully removed them so they can move around the forest outside the plantation.
You might be asking yourself, what about the demons? How can they get outside? If they possess this sort of knowledge, how can they didn't halt their siblings' shipment? Well, they couldn't, because they were out clearing the vast majority of the region of the demons. However, in a great cave, one of the young children named Emma wept tears of despair, mourning yet another loss of her sibling that she cared about. There was a little bit of anger there too, that has been slowly been building up.y/n and Norman, while casting off tears of their own, came to comfort the red-headed girl. The final child, Ray, watched from afar.
They slept in that cave to. When the sun soars, they put on their PJ’s, teleported to gracefield house, tiptoes to their beds, and fell asleep. This was the usual everyday routine,
Up till now.