A/N: 3K READERS!! Wow, I am actually shocked. Thankyou guys so much for reading up to this point. To everyone who has read up to this chapter, I'm so grateful for you guys.

Even though I don't see your comments below, I genuinely hope you have enjoyed this story up until now - especially since you have now stuck around to read this much. Please note, my next chapter may take a while to upload because I really want this to be the best chapter - and the highlight of my story.

Also, this isn't the end. Hang on tight. There will be more drama coming up. (I'm so excited for the next chapter and I hope you guys are too! The big reveal is in progress)

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"I'm gonna ask you once again... Who are you?" 

Miguel had the locket right in front of her, flashing it before her very eyes. (Y/N) froze, unsure of what to do. As much as she cared for Miguel, there was something else which was bothering her. 

"Miguel. I have to go. Hold on to that, I'll explain later" she snapped, turning away from him. 

"(Y/N) you're not leaving without an explanation" he demanded, blocking her from leaving.

"Miguel. I have to go. Do not stop me." she coldly spoke, shoving right past him.

In no time, (Y/N)'s mask and hoodie was back on as she headed straight to the dojo, just where Xander initially asked to meet her. She was found slithering away, past various buildings at this time of night - where everyone had fallen asleep after a long day.

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She eventually reached the spot Xander instructed her to do so. Unsure, she looked for him, only to find him on the floor, half unconscious. (Y/N) attempted to jolt him awake by slapping him across the face repeatedly. He winced after the final slap, rubbing his right cheek from the pain.

"Xander, what the hell happened?" (Y/N) demanded. "And why are you out here?!"

"Your friend... is in trouble. He knows." Xander mumbled. 

"Get up" she spat.

Her heart rate drastically increased as her jaw clenched tighter than usual. But it was no different to the moments (Y/N) was temperamental. She gritted her teeth, annoyed that Xander only gave her the most vague information. The rest was up to (Y/N).

The frustration built up since the day she found her best friend with him at the cafe. (Y/N)'s muscles tensed up, almost like they were fighting for their life in a separate body of their own. Standing outside the dojo, she blended in with the wind, thinking of her next move.

She found that the door was half locked, only needing a kick or a shove to enter. Her strength lied in her legs and kicks so there was no better way to do it. She lifted her leg forward, pushing the weight with her hips to create the most impact. Once the door was opened forcefully, she dragged Xander inside with her.

Her pulse was now faster than usual when she entered the dojo. What she saw was the last thing she wanted to see. Her nightmare turned into reality. Her head spun, eventually threatening to explode.

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"And Sparrow loses yet again" Terry chuckled, leaning against the ring, watching Luna get beat up for the third time in a row.

(Y/N) shoved Xander aside, on her way to confront Terry. She finally saw the man she'd been after. For so long, she'd wanted to get to him and she finally had the opportunity to.

"You wanted Sparrow. I'm here, you little bitch." (Y/N) spat, looking him in the eye.

She took her mask off, revealing her entire face to everyone that was present. Luna panted heavily, leaning against the ring as the blood streamed down her nose, passing her mouth. Her eyes were swollen, bloodshot and half open. It was obvious she was going to pass out. Luna was barely able to move.

"Xander!" Terry exclaimed. "Good job. I knew you'd bring her to me" 

(Y/N)'s eyes darted straight over to Xander, who frowned directly back at Terry. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He crossed his arms, disapproving of his father's praise. 

"No, it wasn't supposed to be like this" he growled. "You wanted Sparrow. So stop picking on Luna and leave her out of this!" 

"Xander, son! It's all business. At the end of the day, it's risk and reward. I got Sparrow. But at what cost?" he added, as he made his way to pat his son on the shoulder.

With her fists clenched, (Y/N) dragged Luna off the ring, taking her over to Xander. As much as she hated him, they both cared for the same person. 

"Take her away. NOW" she demanded as she prepared herself to fight in the ring.

She scoffed at one of Terry's students, completely certain that she could take him on. She cracked her neck and stretched to ensure she didn't pull any muscles at this point. By now, her eyes were bloodshot, like a gun was aimed directly at them.

Her anger fueled the fire in her spirit. The feeling of electricity running through her veins lead her to make the most drastic decision she ever could.

"I want to fight you" she impulsively concluded, pointing directly at Terry.

His horrifying laugh echoed across the room, sending a shiver down her spine. Her skin crawled at the thought of his very presence. Terry zoomed over to the ring as his body hovered over (Y/N). This was enough to intimidate her.

Terry was a true maniac. Only cared about money, running his businesses - both legal and illegal and didn't show a drop of care or sympathy in the world. This was evidently not going to be a fair fight. 

"How could you do that to her?" (Y/N) screeched, almost feeling the crack in her voice.

"It wasn't hard. Xander already made the mistake of telling me who Sparrow really was" he stated, gesturing to Xander who had taken Luna out of the scene. "I really thought your friend would turn in on you but you guys have a solid friendship. But then I thought, if she wants to put her life at stake, that's on her. Even better because here you are, running to me."

"You're going down, Silver. I wanted to find you first!" she shrieked.

She proceeded to charge at him until she was met with a spin kick, sending her straight to the end of the mad. It felt like someone had dragged her body to the graveyard. In no time, (Y/N) was back on her feet, attempting to make another move to drag Terry down.

"Give up, little Sparrow. You couldn't take me down alone" he chuckled.

A moment later, the sound of footsteps took over the room. Loud, dominant and assertive - all described the sound of the steps, proceeding to enter the room. Each step was louder than the last. Terry and (Y/N) simultaneously turned their heads to glance at the silhouette that had just entered.

Under the light, the face was finally revealed. A smile formed across the silhouette's face as well as (Y/N)'s. Broad shoulders, gigantic muscles with a frame that looked as intimidating as a lion. 

(Y/N) became motionless as her jaw dropped upon the silhouette's presence which had just been revealed. He finally came for her. He was here. After all this time, she finally saw him, holding that same locket she'd previously had with her.

"Dad..." (Y/N) gasped. "You finally came for me..."