The assistant

Chances

Being locked up in a local jail isn't that scary.

Its terrifying.

I look around at ny surroundings, a toilet, beds, and a mirror. I don't think a mirror would be needed .

I collapsed on the ground as I hear a cackle. My head snapped as I see a familiar auburn curls.

"Long time, no see, old friend." Tessa says.

She looks a lot different from when I last saw her. Her hair an eccentric blue at the tips, with blunt bangs, that is in a bob.

I breathe heavily as she smirked at my expression. I do not want to stay in a room with her.

Ever.

She breaks her knuckles as she glances at the sleeping officer, who sat at the counter.

"You are going to help me get out of this hell hole. " She stated.

"You make it sound as if I will help you, out of all people." I say casually.

I glanced at the door and the bars. No way of getting out of here.

"You're so adorable. " Tessa snarls.

"You actually think I would get out of here through that." She says as she points her index finger to the door.

"I never said that."I point out.

The midnight moon gleaned through the tiny window on the door. The jail house was pretty old fashioned. Rusty walls and bars, paint chipping off the blue walls, a fat officer sitting on a chair while sleeping.

I stranded out like a sore thumb with my jeans and cardigan, with a braid of hair. While, Tessa has a dragon tattoo sliding from her neck to her shoulder, her red lipstick bright, and heavy black combats boots. She looks like the kind of people who are always in trouble with the law.

" This might sound Looney toon, I know a way to switch lives or universe." Tessa says hastily.

I raised an eyebrow as she talked. This girl has gone off the railings.

" You see we just need someone who is unconscious and then we can take their life and never look back. So any questions?" She asks calmly.

The room falls with eerily silence. My tiny jaw dropped as she stopped talking.

How can she be so sure and how is that even possible?

"If you want proof, I'm the livin proof. I may look like 21 year old Tessa Hastings, but I'm actually your godmother. Tatiana Rossi, your fairly godmother." She introduce herself.

" You've truly are going crazy. Are you high?" I ask innocently.

But I'm really confused on where she's going with this.

She crackles again

" No, but I've got proof I have powers. " Tessa tells.

In a swift motion, she grabbed on to my arms and snaps her finger.

" Get off me-"

I closed my eyes for a second, to be startled the next.

Tatiana let go of me and stares at something.

That's when I notice my surroundings.

Hospital.

and Cassandra Blake.

.............................................

She lay on the bed with her eyes closed. Her pale skin gleaned on the hospital light. Her face was swollen , her pale lips busted with dry blood dripping her cheek. Her right eyebrow was stitched. Her chubby cheeks were sullen and dull. Her vibrant green eyes were hidden by her moon white lids. Machines stand by her as if the were guarding, hiding her away from humans. A mask hung on her mouth as it gave her oxygen.

She was lifeless.

" Why did you bring me hear." I ask not looking at Tatiana's eyes.

I faced the Caucasian Blonde as she looks like she's about to come back to life. I folded my arms across my chest as I move to face Tatiana.

" You my friend, are going to take her life."