𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

Zephyr and Circe

Sera cracked open her eyes to find three sets staring back at her. One pair were so dark they looked like pure obsidian. The second pair were a dark blue, matching brows pulled into a frown. The last pair were yellow; too bright to be amber, surrounded by a dark ring along the iris.

"Elias," she whispered. She rose up to hug him but restraints on her wrists pulled her back. A low growl built up in her chest and she glared at two of the three sets of eyes.

"What is going on? Why am I tied up?"

The blue eyes turned to the black ones. Sera blinked a few times, her own eyes refocusing and taking in the bodies in front of her.

The first person, if one could call it a person, was a firm, well built boy around her age. He was shorter than Elias but he looked larger. His skin was much darker than Sera's, it looked like the dark vats of chocolate she had seen in shop windows.

And his hair was blue. It matched his eyes, his strange sapphire eyes. The boy pulled his lips back into a smile, revealing rows of perfectly white teeth, the canines sharper than a regular human's would be.

Sera swallowed and cocked her head. She knew he wasn't human, humans weren't born with that color hair or eyes.

She turned to the second figure who stood on the other side of Elias. The obsidian colored eyes belonged to a girl with an oval face and a permanent looking scowl.

Her dark hair was pulled back into a thick braid resting on her shoulder. She was dressed in an outfit that would send Aunt Gladys over a cliff.

The dark trousers she wore clung tightly to her thighs and she had on an article of clothing you could hardly call a blouse. It looked as if someone had torn off the lower half of it, revealing her bare skin.

"...I told you, look at her eyes." The blue haired boy was saying to the girl. He had a finger uncomfortably close to Sera's face and she bit back the urge to bite it.

"Just because her eyes are purple it doesn't mean she's one of them." The girl crossed her arms and bent closer to Sera. "She looks perfectly human."

Perfectly human? Was she supposed to be something else?

"I am perfectly human, what are you?" Her voice was demanding and louder than she had anticipated.

Elias' gaze flickered between the pair before turning back to her. "Are you going to tell her or should I-"

"I'm Zephyr and this is Circe-"
"What are you?" Sera repeated again. "You don't look human."

Zephyr pressed a dark hand to his chest, his mouth falling open in feigned shock. "I don't? I worked so hard to look like this." He turned to Circe. "You should have told me I didn't look human."

Circe shrugged a delicate shoulder, her scowl softening. "I'm sorry, Zephyr. You looked human enough to me, but then again it's been a while since I've seen one."

Sera pulled herself into a more comfortable sitting position, the restraints on her wrists were long enough for her to set them in her lap.

"If you're not human, what are you?"