Sister Location Fnaf 2 Novels & Stories

“You’re not my cousin.” Ice flooded my veins as I saw the truth unveil in her eyes. She knows. Dianne has been able to figure it out. What am I going to do now? What’s going to happen from here on out? “Shift,” Dianne said in a voice that could barely pass as a whisper. “What?” I was taken aback. “Zie and Sia are soul sisters, you know that right?” I parted my lips to respond, not having the slightest idea who Sia was, but Dianne wouldn’t just let me speak.

"Your sister is gone! What is going to happen to Sonny? He's only seven. He may not survive at the hands of a wicked stepmother if his father remarries!" The burning pain in my stomach lingered faintly as I stared blankly at the scene before me. All I saw was black and white. Everyone who came to mourn hung their heads and sobbed quietly. My mother, Amber Green, was kneeling on the ground and clutching the hem of my pants. She was crying her heart out.

"Do we have a location trace?" Lucien glanced down again, thumbs scrolling through a waterfall of green code that looked almost organic in the dim light, like watching a living thing move through digital space. "The signal bounced through twelve countries, thirty-four VPNs, and a satellite array in the South Pacific that technically doesn't exist on any official registry. But the origin handshake... the very first point of contact before it started jumping... it touched something in Prague before vanishing." Rowan's jaw flexed, a muscle ticking in his cheek. "Prague is Syndicate neutral ground. It's where the Old Families go to settle blood debts without starting a war."

Behind the dark bar counter, a young girl with a platinum blonde pixie cut and a small nose piercing was busy shaking a cocktail shaker. That was Luna, Niana’s biological sister. The only person who knew that behind the great Prescott name, there was a wound they shared together. Luna looked up, her sharp eyes widening instantly when she saw her sister standing there—pale, drenched, and with swollen eyes. Luna set the glass down and vaulted over the counter. "Niana?!" Luna gripped her sister’s shoulders, her eyes scanning Niana’s face with concern. "What happened? Why are you here this late? And... you’re soaking wet! Where is Sean? Where is that arrogant bastard?"

It is pure and it will always be there no matter how much her sister irritates her. "Vienna, it's suffocating," Ally muttered. Her sister pulled away before, looking at me curiously. "Come on, introduce me to your friends." "She's more like a twin," Ally said, causing my heart to swell in love for her. She gave me a warm smile but I could see the sadness in them. I narrowed my eyes at her curiously. "Ana, this is my big sis, Vienna. Sis, this is my best friend, Anastasia, her sister, Alice, and... uhmm Lianne." I pursed my lips to hold my laughter. She doesn't know how to introduce Lianne to her sister.

Max mutters, but he scoots closer too, pressing his head against my cheek so he can fit into the frame. I hit the video call button. The screen flips to my little sister’s face: black wavy hair piled into a lazy bun, red lipstick, oversized T-shirt. Behind her I catch a glimpse of the living room back home in Medellín: gray sofa, big plant, and something moving in the corner of the frame… oh, Mamá. “¡Mis amores!” Fiona’s voice jumps an octave the moment she sees Max and Issa. “MIRA, GEMELITOS!”

Her hair flowed beautifully, and her green eyes looked at me with a smile as she approached the sink. I know her, and she must know me. We often meet at parties like this. Amanda Dimitriou, or maybe her twin: Rafaella Dimitriou. The sister of Maven Dimitriou, the best friend of my sister's fiancé. They were both at the same college as me. "Hi, Gretta." she greeted kindly.

she says, smiling at me. I nod. “Thank you, Luna.” “Oh no,” Levi says. “What?” I ask, looking around quickly to see if there’s a threat. “Faith is next,” he says. He’s taller than I am, but I stretch, trying to see my sister. I don’t have to wait long, because the moment she steps up to Tanya, she turns. “Where is Hope?” she calls out. “I’m right here, Faith,” I say. “Well, I just want to say that if Hope is your sister, Erika, then I am too, since she’s MY sister. That means I’m sisters with Erika Edwards!”

I move the sister. Her name is Calla, she is twenty years old, she lives in a two room apartment in the next town over with a roommate who knows nothing about her brother's affiliations. Reves people have been watching her for eleven days, which is how long they've had their secondary asset inside my walls. We extract her clean, two of my most trusted, a vehicle she doesn't know, a safe house she'll be comfortable in.

“Oh, that’s my brother, Ray.” Saoirse smacked my shoulder. “Not the guy, the girl next to Rina.” “You mean my brother’s girlfriend, Susan? Rose’s older sister?” I gave them a pointed look to let them know she was off limits. Jimmy grinned at his sister. “Imagine the orgy.” Nate punched Jimmy’s shoulder, and nodded to his mom.