Game of Attractions // Klaus and Elijah

Game Of Attractions // Klaus and Elijah (1)

"Hello, there."

The African American man standing before them looked vaguely familiar...

"Hi." Aurora awkwardly replied before turning toward her sister, "We must be by the wrong building. Must be that one over there." She quickly spoke as she gestured toward another building. Her and Ella walked as fast possible.

The man sped before them again. It was a vampire. Her heart moved up, right into her throat.

"Now I know that both of you are witches. I am just wondering what you're doing back here. Are you that stupid?"

The stranger from before sped next to him. He must have really have been lurking around.

"Diego, what about these two?"

"She is the one." He pointed toward Aurora, "She is the one they called Seasonal Witch. Whatever that means."

"It means that they have appointed their Vampire Killing Machine and she happens to be standing right in front of us."

Ella quickly looked toward her sister and sighed, "Phesmatos superous em animi."

Both men screamed in agony. She grabbed her sister, "Phasmatos Tribum." And they both teleported to their old home, a few streets away from their current one.

"Why here?" Aurora asked.

"I didn't see you do anything. This is the first place I could think of."

"Why?"

"Because this was always more of a home to me." Before Aurora could ask more her sister already walked on, "We better go home and lay low. If I am right. That was Marcel and the vampires know more than what we thought they do."

It was getting quite late. That was the only obvious thing now. That and if they would move to slow they were basically dead.

The sun was going down and they left the bag in the building. There was a chance she would never get it back. I homeless person possibly found it for himself. How could she tell her mother that? How could she tell her that Marcel knows who she is?

She felt a shiver go down her spine. A feeling of dread and fear moved through her entire body. Was it the fear of going home or that someone was following them? She would never feel safe again.

"Could we please move faster?"

Her pace started to fasten. Ella said nothing, instead she followed with a complaint. She must be scared as well. 

The 18 and 19 year old girls finally made it back home. 
"I'm so hungry," Ella said. 
"Agreed." Aurora quickly replied. 

As they opened up the front door they were welcomed with silence. The only light was a red hue that shone from the open windows. Their house was never this lifeless. 
"Something is wrong." Aurora hesitantly stated.

"Mom! Dad!" Ella shouted.
The redhead quickly turned to her sister and gave a small slap, "Could you shut up? You're just looking for trouble if you start shouting."

There was no reply.
"Maybe they're sleeping."
"This early?" 

They walked into the kitchen and switched on the light just to be greeted by a horrifying sight.
An unknown girl lied on the floor covered with blood. Her eyes were wide open whilst her skin was pale.
"Is she dead?" Ella asked panicked and started panting. Aurora merely looked around horrified. The kitchen once white walls were covered with blood. They quickly sat down both feeling light headed. 

"It must be Marcel." The blonde mumbled to herself.
Aurora stood up and helped her up, "We need to get out of here."
"What if we call the police? We need to report this, Aurora."