Pourquoi tu gâches ta vie (marvel et Czernobog)

Marvel was no help! She didn't say there were no monsters, like papa always did. Instead, she said they would have to fight them! That was horrible! She was too small to fight! Opening her mouth to argue, she was instantly cut off. "There it is!" Marvel cried, and was kicking up dirt in a hurry to get to the mangrove. Oh jeez! Her own, shorter legs could barely keep up. The green eyed girl raced after her sister, tongue lolling from her jaws in a broad grin. This was so exciting! Already, Marvel was pulling ahead. However, Forfax wasn't about to say anything about it. She wasn't going to admit she was smaller! "Faxxy! Go faster!" Marvel screeched excitedly.

"I'm trying!" She shouted back, laughing giddily. She could see her sister disappearing into the embrace of the mangrove. A faint blue glow flared up around her sister's body. Damn it! Marvel had beaten her there! The wild look in her sister's eyes as she looked over her shoulder was terrifying to see. Marvel wasn't scared of monsters, or a fight. Why did she look like that? "Faxxy, run!" She screamed, and was running for her at full tilt. Oh no! Scrambling to turn on her heels, it took only a few seconds for Marvel to barrel into her and shove her back onto their previous trail.

"Papa! Mama!" She screeched, racing away from the mangrove with Marvel hot on her heels. Desperately, she tried to peer around her sister to see what was coming. Was it big? Did it have all the arms and legs like the last monster? Was this one even bigger than the last?