Chapter 2
POV: Darcy
"Mase, get them in the car." I say in a distracted voice.
No longer were we the only ones on this journey now we have to look after two preschoolers.
"Why do we have to babysit! We're supposed to be fighting not FUCKING BABY SITTING! WHY MUST THE GODS DO THIS TO US!" I scream while pointing to the sky.
"Bub, they're about to collapse and I may be strong but I can't carry them both. So help." Mase grunts his while trying to balance the two on her arms and walk as well.
As I pick up Cara, I push Mason and she falls backwards. before her bum hits the ground a block of earth rises and cushions her fall.
"You always ruin my fun!" I grumble
"I'm sorry but I didn't want to fall on my arse. I like being able to sit down."
I start laughing and eventually so does Mase. As we start to laugh harder the two girls start levitating.
"Dude, couldn't you have done that instead of falling on your arse?!?!." I exclaim while realisation spreads on my best friends face.
"Oh, yeah."
"Idiot."
"Yeah but you love me for it!"
We eventually reach the car and the two girls levitate into the car moving by the wind controlled by my midget friend.
'Dude, I'm not a midget! I just haven't had my growth spurt yet!'
"I forgot you could hear my thoughts."
We get in the car and and 15 minutes into the ride we get cut off and are pushed into a traffic jam.
"Remember when carriages we're all the rage and if you had one you were instantly an aristocrat?" I hear Mase say.
"I remember that time, but what I remember more was that one time that the kings carriage disappeared and when it came back someone had completely distorted it. Do you remember that?" I say while looking over at Mason.
" Well I'm sorry that pompous jerk cared more about his carriage then his own country it was that or I would drain him." She says her voice dying down to a whisper.
"You can't help it, I don't think any of us are pure blooded human, werewolf or vampire."
"The one fucking thing I get that makes me stand out from everyone else is blood lust. It has it's benefits. I know you feel the need too. your just too prim and proper to do it. I'm hooked though, when you drink someone's blood you see all their memories their future you see everything and it is the greatest feeling in the world."
I remember when this happened, Mason and I had just been introduced to Queen Mary Antoinette's court when Mason disappeared with a tanned gentleman. I knowing something was wrong followed. I saw the man threatening to stab Mason with a silver knife. I saw in horror as Mason jumped at him and snapped his neck with a satisfying 'CRACK!'
Thinking that was all I call her over and see walking over.
"Stupid slayers, how did he know!"
She says this trying to straighten her dress back up, then seeing a spit of blood dipped her finger in it and brought it to her mouth. instantly her pupils dilate and she faints.
From then on she was hooked she gained so much strength from it. she used to go on rampages but she toned it down to just a bite here and there. Always drinking the blood after a fight in memory of her fallen opponent.
"Darcy the traffics moving, hello you there?" I hear along with a tattooed hand waving in front of me.
"Oh yeah, let's go we have school tomorrow." I mumble as the car starts and move out of the traffic jam and back to our studio apartment complex.
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The door opens and in come Mason with her red hair in a high ponytail and a black bralet with a navy blue pencil skirt. She is smiling ear to ear wobbling on her black high heels. she wipes her lips removing the blood from her lips.
"That was a good feed, cheating bastard deserved it for leaving little Betty at home alone." She says this with a displeased look on her face.
I laugh at this, Mason always chose her victims well.
"Um, excuse me but can I please have a drink of water?"
We both turn round to see the twin called Cara with her sister Clara hidden behind her.
" Also quick question, where the hell are we and what are Lightwood hunters?" Clara steps out from behind her sister and asks.
Uh, this is going to be a long night.
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