The Flame

hellhounds

Flame's P.O.V.

             "Oh, umm . . ." Romano started. "Someone wanted me to tell you that the hellhounds have come, he went be the name of Goldie."

That last word made me stop in me tracks abruptly.

"But he was a wolf." I whispered, more towards myself.

"Hmm?" Romano hummed in reply.

I shook my head. "No, it's nothing."

"If you say so, love." He said.

             "Excuse me, ma'am?" I asked.

"Yes?" the women that was working at looked up at me.

She was wearing a white dress that had floral designs on the bottom half, the top half that was stopped by a belt that was loosely hanging below her chest, and had on white flats on. Her hair was down, it was a caramel brown with a few graying parts.

"Do you know who Ayame Colburn is, and were she is?" I politely questioned.

"Oh, sorry dear," she apologetically replied. "She's out at sea right now, she'll be back tomorrow evening. Can I take a message to her for you?"

"No it's fine," I replied smiling. "We'll just come back tomorrow."

"May I ask, why is it that you want to see her?" the old women inquired.

"I think she might be one of my cousins." I replied.

"Oh, how nice!" she all but smiled. "She will be here around eight-ish, ten-ish, tomorrow."

"OK, thank you ma'am." I smiled.

"I'm Abela." She said.

Lovell's P.O.V.

              My phone started to buss so I picked it up and answered the call.

"Hello?" I answered. "This is Lovell. May I ask who is calling?"

"This is Duilio calling." the person on the other phone answered.

I frowned, I hate this persons guts.

"What do you need?" I asked.

"Are you able to come to the old abandoned warehouse that is on The Beacon Hill?" he replied.

"At what time?" I gritted out.

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock AM." He answered.

"Yes, I am able to come at that time." I sighed.

"See you then." He said, hanging up.

               Well this will be fun, being trapped in a room with him. The reason her parents are dead. The reason her siblings were murdered. The reason we lost her. The reason she is an orphan. The reason so much of her family is dead. The reason she's had so much pain in her life.

Him.

It was all him. Every little bit of it.

                  "I must thank you for coming on such a short notice." He said with an emotionless voice.

"No problem." I replied with the same type of voice.

"The reason I called you here today is I want to request your help." He explained.