Sparks Fly; K. Bishop² ✓

Six.

➶ ｡˚ ° ➶ ｡˚➶ ｡˚ ➶ ｡˚ ➶ ｡˚
(𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐘)
CHAPTER SIX -----▹ 

(If you saw that gif in Run. No, you didn't lol)

Hair braided and tucked under a baseball cap, Iskra kept her head down as she boarded the boat, here she was again, boarding a boat on the run once more. The difference now is, last time she had her mother here with her, keeping the mood light even with all the emotion in the air. But for now, she was totally alone.

She tugged the sleeves of her sweatshirt over her hands, chills running down her spine, as the cool sea breeze floated through the air. Mason had somehow managed to talk her into going back to Norway, he didn't have many other places available, and Iskra preferred Norway to Budapest. 

Budapest held very interesting memories, meeting Yelena for the first time after years of being told stories about the blonde, but there were also memories that were all too clear even though they were so long ago, it was the place where she made her very first kill, whether it was in her control or not, that's still where it had happened. She had been so young, too young.

Iskra had already gotten rid of her phone and was now sitting down, knees tucked up under her chin, trying her best not to get too trapped in her own thoughts, "This seat taken?" Iskra barely even looked up at the person standing in front of her, "It's literally not even a seat-" the witch's voice was raspy from not talking for so long, and she didn't bother covering up the once-forgotten Russian accent, "Touché" the raven-haired girl replied, sitting down next to her, "I'm Sara." 

Iskra sighed, trying her best to ignore the girl, "So do you have a name, or should I just call you, "The mysterious redhead." ?" Sara asked, Iskra again didn't reply, "I didn't get a good look at your face, but I think your definitely a...Sophie?" this time Iskra looked at Sara in disbelief, "I look like a "Sophie" to you?" Sara shrugged, "Sophie doesn't really fit the accent though, hmm..." the raven-haired girl narrowed her eyes analyzing Iskra, "I've got it now...Anya?" 

Iskra raised an eyebrow at her, "Seriously? "Anya?" of all names?" Sara shook her head with a laugh, "Theresa? Clarissa? Tonya?" Iskra had a small smile on her face, and shook her head, "Fine...you won't tell me your name, so your new name is officially...Kayla." Iskra rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

"So, where are you off to, Kayla?" Sara asked after a few beats of silence, "Somewhere between nowhere, and everywhere." Iskra replied sarcastically, "Interesting...you're very mysterious." Sara said studying the girl, "I am a stranger. I could literally be a murder." Iskra quipped, "No. You aren't a stranger, you are my new friend, Kayla." the raven-haired girl spoke, "And I could take you if you turn out to be a murderer." Iskra laughed, "That's really funny, Sara."