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As soon as I envelop her in my hug, she grips the shoulder pads of my armor, screaming in pain. I know how she feels, the burning in her veins, the grinding of bones as they reset themselves. 

Finally as the last scream dies down, she goes limp, staring up at me with a tired, accusing glare. "What the hell did you do to me?" She asks in a voice more tired than the glare. I look down at her and release her, turning to pull on the mask again. "I saved your life, Rose. I gave you a diluted version of the serum that made me what I am." She stares into my cold blue eye, not finding the emotion I'm trying so hard to hide. She needs to perceive her father as strong, for her sake. 

"There's more. I had wanted to tell you this earlier, but it's about your brother, Rose. Joe's alive."