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"Yeah, it probably can't -"

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And then not-Savannah is there. This time she doesn't rush the wind-shield, she stops at its edge and glowers. "Think I don't know anything, little magicians? This won't last long."

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Bella reads the nearest mile marker.

She checks the highway again.

She sprouts wings, only wings, and starts flapping.
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Darren does the same, looking at not-Savannah nervously. Flap, flap, away from the safety of the wind-shield but also into the safety of the air.

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Not-Savannah snorts.

Then she sprouts wings of her own - Savannah's, actually. Color, texture, size - they are hers. She is fast, and she is not pulling her punches. Darren's closer, he hesitated - she catches his ankle.
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Darren makes a little sound before he is slammed into the ground with a painful sounding crunch.

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There go Bella's shoes.

Savannah can have a clawed foot to the face while Bella recites one of her healing scrolls' incantations from memory.
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Foot to the face has the desired effect, if the desired effect is, 'Scratched up and briefly stunned but now incredibly angry not-Savannah.'

Bella's gets to recite the incantation. From his spot on the ground Darren is looking better, though it's kind of hard to tell from where theyare. A second later, her pursuer is back and swooping in to punch Bella.
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Bella's good in the air. She'll lead not-Savannah on a bit of a chase. While waiting for her dad to pick up the phone and for Darren to get in the sky and distract his not-sister.

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Not-sister is scary good in the air too. She gets extremely close to Bella, swooping in from the left to rearrange Bella's face -

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- but Darren has recovered enough to repeat an earlier phrase. He carries two shield scrolls.

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"Arg!" says the imposter, slamming into a shield for the second time and barely correcting mid-air to avoid crashing into the ground. "Fucking cheating magic..." she hisses.

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Finally, finally the phone stops ringing.

"DAD. Mile marker is -" She rattles it off. "Savannah's possessed, call Mrs. Adams, come too if you can. We're going to run out of scrolls at this rate."

Altitude altitude altitude.
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Fine, go to a higher altitude. Want to know who's on the ground and vulnerable? Darren. Darren's on the ground and vulnerable.

Not-Savannah will take advantage of this.
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Darren hisses a curseword, flapping to get away from his not-sister while trying to rattle off the spell for invisibility -

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"Not again, asshole!"

Hands go around his neck, he's interrupted and the spell fizzles, the world abruptly resuming normal non-quiet levels. It turns out that the imposter is also just as strong as Savannah. This is very bad for Darren's breathing abilities. As in, he will not be.
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"Oh, fuck."

Bella dives.

This time claws are going for Savannah's wings.

"Savannah if you're in there I will fix this later," she mutters, digging in and hauling not-Savannah away from Darren as best as she can.
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The imposter lets out a cry of pain, and releases Darren.

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Darren falls for about two yards, coughing before he recovers enough to glide. He lands, crumpling a little, but otherwise okay.

Then, he restarts the chant.
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And then Bella is on her own with an angry not-Savannah. She twists around, and starts kicking at her attacker.

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Ow ow ow. Okay, more-claws time, claws meet not-Savannah. Bella's not carrying a whole lot of scrolls...

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Claws do nicely to really piss off not-Savannah. Another kick, then she shakes Bella off. She swoops around to work up some momentum -

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- And then Darren finishes his spell.

Bella is now invisible.
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Not-Savannah misses.

"AAAAUGH," she cries. "FUCKING MAGIC ASSHOLES!"
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Bella dives as soon as she notices she's invisible, then swoops around to confuse the issue further; she could be anywhere in local airspace now.

First thing when the dust settles she wants a spell to harmlessly confine people.
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