Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

035

"Okay." I mumble and stand up to feel every ache in my stomach. "Guess there is no more talking." I sigh when the sore pain settles in my skin to a bearable throb and I roll my eyes when I see more magic heading towards me

The girl throws another beaming red blast at me with all of her strength given her grimace and scream of trying to force more magic out but this time, she gives me more time to get myself all pulled together so I twist my back to crack my spine and stretch out some aching muscles. When the magic gets close enough, I flick my right hand out carelessly and send my own blast towards hers where she stands with a smirk, thinking she is going to beat me when she saw how lazy I threw my hand at her attack. The moment comes when our magic smashes together but mine is stronger so it pushes against hers and collides with her body, sending her back just like it did to me as a little bit of revenge after I let my petty side win and take over for a moment.

"Thor." I spit through my teeth and roll my shoulders a few times. "You may want to get your fucking ass over here, I have both of them." I suggest harshly

"On my way." Thor replies a little apologetically as the boy's mouth opens wide when his eyes follow his sister rolling across the ground after I sent my own small blast her way and he turns back to me with the look of betrayal on his face that quickly shifts into anger

"Shit." I sigh at all of my progress flowing down the drain

"Ahh!" He screams out in frustration and runs towards me while throwing multiple blasts my way without looking where they are going, feeling how powerful they are, and if he even has the right spell when one blast does hit me but turns into colorful confetti that I almost choke on from not expecting it

"Come on!" I shout and start  blocking and dodging his blasts. "We were having a good conversation!"

"And on today's mission with Y/n Y/l/n narrating..." Sam jokes and it makes me laugh

"Fuck you, Sam." I chuckle before flipping my body over the boy's attacks when my arms get too tired and slow down from constant movement

"My name isn't Sam!" The boy yells

"I know!" I laugh out. "I'm talking to my friend." I clarify who I was giving my attention to

He doesn't say anything and drops his magic from his hands when it doesn't do him any good against me when all I was doing was blocking him which was making him angrier so he leaves it alone and switches to rely on his very inexperienced hand-to-hand combat after his magic fails him and he is actually smart enough to realize it or at least I hope so. He steps up to me and throws a punch but I lean to the left and miss his hit due to not only my better experience but because I have my mind open so I can listen to his thoughts. I quickly grab his hand and lift my knee in his stomach that makes him grunt out in pain from the drive and he folds over to release a few coughs.

I raise my other arm and thrust my elbow into his spine while using a bit of magic to force him on the ground when my face scrunches only a little from the pain I had and anger I have at someone who destroyed my progress of having a civilized conversation. The boy yelps at the move and the sharpness of my elbow hitting his spinal cord and he tries to get away from my hold but I lift and slam my foot on his back to keep him pinned to the ground and in the dirt so I can look up and still see the girl on the ground so I continue while she is working herself to sit up and look all around her like she is confused at where she is at which is such a rookie move when agents try to get pity from others and it makes me roll my eyes.

"Let's talk about this!" The boy begs now. "Please, Y/n! We can talk about this!"

"No, sweetie." I shake my head and grab the cuffs from my waistband. "Talking stopped when you decided to attack me." I click my tongue in a scold