So I did not write this.
My sister did. And for some reason I let her publish it.
This is not canon to any of the characters mentioned.
I'm sorry
(Just so you know, her original plan was much worse. This is tame compared to that.)
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Indigo stood on a hill, watching the world burn around her. The brilliant red flames leaped high into the air, emitting a black smoke that obscured the sun. At the bottom of the hill, a figure materialized and looked around, finally spotting Indigo on the crest of the hill. The figure started walking towards her with an arrogance she had only ever seen in herself. As he grew closer, she could make out blond hair and a scar on one cheek, with a band aid on the other.
The man called up to her. "Can you breath any better up there?" He sounded young, maybe 17 or 18.
Indigo yelled back. "Not really! I was kinda hoping no one would survive though!"
Eventually they were close enough to talk at a reasonable volume. "That's so nice of you," he said. "Hey, have you seen anyone around recently? I'm looking for a tall little vampire boy around my age."
"Nope, you're the only one."
"If you see them, tell him Jaron in looking for him. That's me, by the way. Also, do you know how this fire started? It seems kind of big to be a natural occurrence."
Indigo flushed red. "Oh, that might have... been me. Maybe. Oops."
"Are you sure that was a good idea?" Jaron sighed. "Seems like a couple people might have gotten hurt."
"YOU DARE QUESTION THE ETHICS IF ARSON?" Indigo screamed. Then she pushed him into the fire.
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