Do Something by Wabbitseason
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I blew it. But I couldn't think of anything else to do. We couldn't cover our tracks. She knew too much. I couldn't sit by in silence while Christine Salzer spewed her venom. She made us all sound like monsters, created in some laboratory, rather by birthright. Christine couldn't see straight after Don died. His work became her crusade.

I had to act. I had heard voices like hers before, dangerous ones, filled with passion and anger. But those were raised against humans. Imagining those same voices raised against Immortals was too frightening to contemplate.

I had to do something.