"This...Klaus and Hayley. What will they do that will start the prophecy?" I asked. "They've already done the deed. That was my fault." She answered finishing off her 15th glass of vodka. "What do you mean it was your fault? What could you possible have done to--" I started before realizing. "You didn't." I said. "I did." She answered. "Amara!" I exclaimed. "I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself. I was drunk at the time....and so were they." She explained. "How did you possibly get drunk, Ara? We're incapable of getting drunk. We're gods." I told her. "Now you and I both know that's not true. Considering your kitchen is quite literally filled with Guinness beer and different alcoholic beverages." She pointed out.
"Only because I love the taste of Guinness and alcohol." I shot back taking the bottle of vodka from her hands. "So....you're an alcoholic who can't get drunk? How sad." She said smirking. "Ha. Ha. Hilarious." I told her putting the vodka away. "Careful, Naeco. You might cause a thunderstorm." She poked. "Keep pushing my buttons and I'll strike you with a bolt of lightning, Amara." I warned. "Like you haven't already done that." She said rolling her eyes. "What are we supposed to do, Amara? Our father is the most powerful being to have ever lived. And the only reason he got thrown into Hell was on sheer luck alone. If he is out, Amara...he'll be gunning for us. And you know how he is, sis. When he's on the hunt...he won't stop until he gets what he wants." I explained. "Don't remind me." She said. "Guess...we'll know he's here." I pointed out. "How?" She asked. "When the leeches and witches start their war." I said before walking out.
KALO
I stood in the large torch-lit den hall looking at the mirror. I fixed the black tie of the suit. "Have you their location?" I asked noticing a man in the mirror standing behind me. "Yes. Your son, Naeco, was seen in New Orleans, Louisiana. In the French Quarter." The man explained. "And what of my daughter? What of Amara?" I asked. The man's eyes glowed bright white. "She is...also in New Orleans. My guess...they are together." The man explained. "Good...less work for me in having to travel everywhere. Both in one place. It'll be easier for me to kill them." I said walking away from the mirror. "You're no longer needed, Crucio." I announced before disappearing in pillar of flames.
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Waves of War 🔱Hayley Marshall🔱
FanfictionNaeco, doesn't have a last name. He didn't need one. There was no need for one. He's walked this planet for millions of years. For he was no ordinary man. To the average person, he appeared to be a massive muscular man with long hair, covered in tat...
