The Strings Being Pulled

Bonus chapter (4, arson)

Before and when Harry committed arson, Harry's POV

I walk silently in the hallways, thinking about the angel. She's so...adorable and beautiful. I'm hoping she's safe but all I can think about now is burning the entire village to the ground. Kids, families, people's homes will be ruined, traumatized but I'd rather end this sick game that the vampire has done.

It's about fucking time after all he's done. I pass by Weller, he's walking with a calm expression, a mind reader...he may know what I'm planning though he can choose to mind read so I doubt he's constantly mind reading.

I carefully stare down at the floor, counting each step, at step 50, I stop and look to my right, there's the golden autumn painting. I glance back, using my senses to make sure no one is around...Weller's presence randomly disappeared however. There's a high chance he knows then. Either he hid his presence or left with his speed.

"Planning to become an arsonist, interesting." I suddenly hear his voice behind me. "Because of the girl, inlove already?"
"What can I say? The smell of smoke is nice." I respond.
"Interesting..." he chuckles.

I quickly remove the painting and behind it are five dynamites that I light up and quickly leave. Landing in a quiet neighborhood with no one around, a huge fire comes out my hand, at 2000°c and wrap it around the entire village, creating a barrier and the letting go as it starts to burn everything.

I look around...fire is very beautiful. A dangerous beauty that I've created but that girl is gorgeous and this fire can't compare. I hear screaming in the distance, the fire does reach a height of 50m (164ft) so anyone can see it from their window. I'm sorry that I'm using what you taught me for this, Asher but at this point, all I want is freedom.

It's like an oven here, I should leave because trees are falling aswell. Going up to the fire and clearing all of it in my path with my power, I get out and run. Run as much as I can, everything, the place I was forced in is gone now. Forever gone...finally.

I hear voices in the distance, I see her flying as fast as she can to avoid being caught. The urge to help her grows once again, so I quickly appear at some rock where no one will see me way ahead of them. Once she's close enough, I pull her in and keep us both hidden, gesturing for her to be quiet.

My eyes glance over at the direction of the village, sure enough, you can see some flames and the smoke coming out. Creating that fire didn't take much effort, really and I can only imagine how painful the deaths there will be. They can try to pour water or whatever's possible to get rid of the fire but I doubt they'll make it in time.

It'll just get hotter and hotter, slowly closing in on them until everything's dead. Though for some reason...I noticed some areas were on fire before i even got to it. Strange...there was a familiar presence nearby but I couldn't pinpoint it at all, it just felt warm and nostalgic...though there were sone unfamiliar ones too...

I look down and look at her who is focused on the distant voices. Soft pastel eyes, dirty blonde hair, fair skin, big fluffy wings and a white glowing halo. She's beautiful...so pretty and stunning...