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The Mental Link 4

Yppah hit Luke hard, sending his uncle flying. The older Visoun was not expecting a fight. He thought his disguise had everyone fooled. Apparently not.
Electricity crackled from Yppah's left arm, swirling down to his palm as he grabbed Luke by the neck and squeezed. The latter tensed up and shook as the shock went through him. He gripped his nephew's wrist and wrenched it. Yppah let out a groan, letting go. Luke crumpled to the ground, gasping and coughing.
"I'll get you next time," he hissed breathlessly. "I'll get you all."
Yppah smiled defiantly. "You can try."
Luke cussed at him and teleported away.
Yppah let out a sigh. His heart was thumping. He could play the tough guy, true, but his father and siblings were the brave ones. Sure, he'd had the courage to start the Fables with the daughter of the enemy, but that was because they were related. She was the closest he ever had to a little sister, and he felt obligated to protect her. But now that Jakeob had confessed his love for her, he was lost. He had Indium, she meant a lot to him, but she already had Ivy to protect. And she was too childish to be protected by him.
Oh, stop whining. He told himself. Dad had it worse. Come on.
He walked over to the tube, and saw Jakeob sitting on the floor, Kia curled in his arms. A flash of white rage went through him. Jakeob was the one who put her in pain. Jakeob was the one who blasted the power when he told him not to. And yet Jakeob is the one soothing her.
"Step away from her," Yppah growled.
"She's unconscious."
"I don't care." Yppah put his hand on Jakeob's shoulder, letting a few sparks fly. "I said get away from her."
Jakeob looked up angrily, which first shocked Yppah- he had never, ever seen Jakeob mad. Jakeob was the type of guy who'd just get scared. He never snapped. Or at least not around Yppah.
"No," Jakeob said. "She is in need of someone with the brains to understand how to heal her. Let me finish the job."
By this point, Jakeob had had enough. Good gods, why was Yppah overprotective of Kia? She was his cousin, not his sister! He could feel his magic charging up, and not in its usual time-travel way, no- he was about to shoot Yppah.
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