Magic blood

Departments

"What's your plan?" Dawson whispered closely to Griffin. He held up his pointer finger and walked close to the door and jiggled the handle a little before it creaked open. Dawson rolled her eyes again and walked in.
After wiping their shoes off to not leave a trail they started walking around to find where they needed to go.
" This place looks like a rundown hospital." Dawson whispered as she looked around at her surroundings.
" That's kind of what it is, they develop new chemicals and medicines for diseases here in the basement and upstairs is the fancier business side of things. My dad was here when getting a loan for his business and brought me with." Griffin explained to her.
" Weird, I wonder how they got into the magic medicine business."
" Well we gotta get our meds from somewhere." Griffin chuckled.
" Wait over there." Dawson said pointing to set of double doors that said "testing arena"
They exchanged glances and continued forward through the doors to find a big room with a balcony around the top, as they walked in and looked around they heard men walk into the room above them and ran to the wall.
" I'm not sure Roger my daughter was weird when she hung up, I think she knows who the person is."
"You mean the Villin descendant? But the magic hasn't been passed down that Alexander guy who is the last one to have a record of it, his son isn't a magic at all we kept tabs of the family."
" Well did the dad have a kid?"
" I don't know, but he won the lottery and that's the latest I have on him."
" How?"
" The lottery or no more tabs?"
" We have the most advanced tech in the world, how do you not know?"
" The family wasn't a threat so I figured if he didn't have the magic his offspring couldn't either."
" That's fair I guess, Let me pull it up on my airpad."
Dawson's eyes widened with panic as she looked up at Griffin who was already looking at her and pulled her into a hug while waiting to see what the man above them had said.
" You bimbo, he did have a kid."
" Oh damn, do we have a name and status?"
" Dawson and she is magic!"
Dawson started panicking as she heard them scurry out the door.
Griffin looked at her trying to calm her down, " Hey hey hey it's okay, they have no idea where you are or what you look like or that you even go to that school."
Pacing Dawson tried to respond, " Yeah bu-but if they can look that up and pull that information literally out of thi-thin air how could they not get school re-records." She sat down against the wall. Griffin held his hand out to help her up.
" What?" She said, staring at his hand.
" No, we came here to save your ass and that's exactly what we're going to do. Come on!" Once again Dawson rolled her eyes but with a smile, took his hand and they ran through the door to find what they were looking for.
After wandering for a bit they stumbled across the control room, glancing at each other to communicate they were going in there. In the room behind the mint green room there were the assumed guys who had been talking above them joined by 2 more men in business suits facing a computer screen. They crept further in to try to hear what they were saying.
" You're absolutely sure she is magic? Are you sure it's the same one as him?" One of the men said, This one was balding on top with gray coloring the rest of his hair. He was wearing a navy blue suit with a white shirt they could see the collar of.
" Yes sir, and I think she may go to school with my daughter." Dawson recognized him as one of the men above them, Olive skin, with slicked back black hair and a very thin layer of facial hair in the shape of a gote.
"Diane's dad." Dawson blurted out. The men all turned towards the door just as the two had pulled back and closed the door.
Griffin grabbed the knob so they couldn't open the door, "Dawson you need to run."
" No, I'm not leaving you."
" No dummy I know that I meant to get a headstart cause I'm gonna book it when I let go of this door."
" Oh well yeah alright." Dawson said as she started running in the opposite direction. Griffin heard the men hurry to the door and counted to three in his head before he let go of the door and bolted after Dawson.
As the two ran faster Dawson could hear mumbles of the men and them running after them. Eventually they turned a corner and burst into the janitorial closet.
" Okay they're gonna guess we're in here, where do we go?" Griffin said, looking at Dawson with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Dawson looking around frantically spots an air vent in the right corner of the ceiling. "And there we go." She started walking towards it before Griffin grabbed her arm.
" Really? Like actually?"
" We don't really have much of a choice here."
" Yeah alright fine, let me hoist you up though." Dawson nodded and they went to the corner where she unlatched the hook holding the cover up. Griffin cupped his hands and nodded her to go, so she put her foot in his hands and jumped into the vent. As Griffin was about to jump up he heard the guys voices outside of the door.