*Recording begins*
Mechanical Voice: Recording has begun. Speak when you deem it necessary.
Detective Green: This is Detective Green speaking on 5/12/2331. Discussing the incident at Maybrook Magical Academy. Please, state your name and birthdate.
Witness: Is that directed at me?
Detective Green: Yes ma'am.
Witness: I am Ophelia Mercedes. My birthday is December seventeenth, 2314 A.D.
D. Green: Miss Mercedes?
O. Mercedes: Yes, sir?
D. Green: Where were you on the day of 5/11/2331?
O. Mercedes: I was at school, sir.
D. Green: And Miss Mercedes, am I correct in saying that you were at school the entire duration of that day and the following night when the authorities arrived?
O. Mercedes: No, sir.
D. Green: And where did you go, Miss Mercedes?
O. Mercedes: I went home for about twenty minutes around 1:34 pm.
D. Green: And why was this?
O. Mercedes: I have a severe allergic reaction to peaches, sir.
D. Green: How is that relevant to you going home?
O. Mercedes: Well, sir, I left my epi-pen at home and the cafeteria was serving peaches during lunch. So, I asked the Headmistress if I could go home for a moment to get my epi-pen when I realized that the one in my bag was expired.
*sounds of paper rustling*
D. Green: I have a paper right here that says that you have been given permission to make your own lunch. Is that correct?
O. Mercedes: You ask that a lot.
D. Green: Pardon?
O. Mercedes: You ask if you are correct a lot. If you have it on paper, one would think that it would be true. Especially if it has the school's seal on it.
D. Green: Answer the question.
O. Mercedes: Yes that is true. I-
D. Green: Then why were you worried about getting exposed to the peaches?
O. Mercedes: The other students don't like me very much, sir. If I'm being honest.
D. Green: And are you?
O. Mercedes: Am I what, sir?
D. Green: Being honest?
O. Mercedes: Yes, sir.
D. Green: Do you believe that the other students would tamper with your food, Miss Mercedes?
O. Mercedes: I wouldn't put it past them.
D. Green: And why is that?
O. Mercedes: As I said, sir. They don't like me very much.
D. Green: You think that some simple juvenile pettiness would drive your peers to poison your food?
O. Mercedes: They say the word "human" like an epithet sir. The way that they say it, you would honestly believe that it burned on the way past their lips.
D. Green: Is this why you invited the hunters into the school?
O. Mercedes: I did no such thing, sir.
D. Green: You say that very calmly. If I were a betting man I would almost say that sounds rehearsed.
O. Mercedes: You must be a terrible gambler.
*sounds of a door opening*
Detective O'Hara: Green, we've got to let her go.
D. Green: What?! I've almost gotten her to confess.
D. O'Hara: There is nothing for her to confess. Miss, Mercedes, you may leave.
D. Green: We're just going to let her go?
D. O'Hara: Watch the security footage from the school and tell me you still want to hold her. (To O. Mercedes) Thank you for what you've done ma'am. My son goes to school there.
O. Mercedes: Of course. I would have hoped he would have done the same if the situations were reversed.
*End of recording*
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The Vampire's Daughter
FantasyOphelia Mercedes' life was perfectly normal. Magic existed but it never interfered too greatly. She went to a normal human school and lived a perfectly normal human life. It wasn't until her family was viciously attacked by a rogue newly turned vamp...
