" She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire. " ―Charles Bukowski
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NO LIE IN HER FIRE
Thisbe Slaughter opened the door of the rundown Jeep before Saul Silva, her mission controller, could make an official stop at the abandoned church and jumped out. She wasn't aware of the protocols for fairy control, considering she was a last minute substitute, but she knew that if they didn't act fast something bad would happen.
"I felt her rage a block out," Thisbe told Silva. He paused unable to comprehend what she just said. While he was familiar with her existence, he wasn't all that knowledgeable about her powers. He just knew that if she was able to absorb them under extreme stress and they would probably need it for damage control once everything goes according to plan. "She's about to burst."
Silva nodded. While this may be his first mission with Thisbe, he knew to trust Dowling's instincts. He pushed Thisbe to a safe distance so that once everything was done she could safely run in.
"The door's locked," the lieutenant said about the abandoned church's. Motioning for his lieutenant to get into position next to him. Silva kicked the door down and moved out back into position by the door so that his lieutenant could go. Immediately, they went to contain the situation.
Outside the church, Thisbe was trying to dissipate the fear she was feeling, but quickly realized it wasn't hers. She didn't have anything to be scared about. She was just the cleanup crew. But as Thisbe heard the screams coming inside, she knew but she had to see it for herself.
Thisbe peaked through a crack on the door and nearly fainted at the sight. 5 soldiers were trying to surround the new fairy as she begged them to stop. Each men was armed with weapons that if used upon would render a fairy powerless and possibly dead. Something about the entire situation sparked a fire within Thisbe.
With a quick deep breath, she mustered up her brief courage, and entered the building making it impossible to back down. It was all or nothing. Either she went through this or people would be hurt. And as the only child of the great chief Kekao, she wouldn't let any harm come to her people.
"Bloom Peters," Thisbe called out.
The redheaded teen was crying out in terror as she kneeled in from of the altar. She knew these people were trying to help, but she couldn't stop her powers. They needed to leave before she brought the whole place to ash. "Go away!"
"What are you doing, Slaughter?" The lieutenant asked her. He was on the other side of the church and had a gun aimed at Bloom.
"I'm Thisbe Slaughter," Thisbe continued trying to sound confident and not at all completely terrified. "I'm here to help, but I need you to try and calm yourself down."
