Enchantress

Disaster Date

A/N To the side is a picture of Greg

Greg Winters

Columbus, Ohio

Enchantress 5

Since being attacked at the gym a few days ago, things had started to change.  dragged my backpack on the marble floor and my Nike sneaker's squeaked on the empty hallway floor. My Protector once told me that we would eventually have to be reunited with the others. I didn't think it would be so soon.

"Greg Winters?" A deep velvety voice chimed from behind me. I dropped my backpack onto the floor and assumed my attack position-a low crouch with my arms extended. The Lawless held out his hands innocently, his dark pitless eyes gleaming in the florescent lights. "I'm not here for a fight." He said.

I stiffened as he walked closer towards me. The last time they had caught me by suprise in the gym, that was how I got my first scar. "I suggest you leave." I threatened through my gritted teeth. I hated these prick werewolves. They had attacked my girlfriend in an attempt to get closer to me, if I didn't show up in time I would have lost her forever. She was currently checked in at the hospital, but they said she would be released in a few days. 

"Don't." The Lawless pleaded with me, putting his arms down at his side. My element: wind could be produced through my palms or I could manipulate the air around me. I smirked to myself remembering the real reason of why the shed in the backyard had its roof blown off-it wasn't some freak wind storm I'll tell you that. I sent him flying backwards and he slid on his back down the hall. I jumped up and began to bolt down the hall.

"Greg, don't make this any harder than it needs to be!" The Lawless yelled from behind me, I could hear his feet hitting the ground as he ran to catch up to me. My adrenaline pushed me harder and I laughed, until I reached the end of the hall. There was a girl standing there. I paused, my breath getting caught in my throat. There was something about her. Her long brown curly hair and her technicolor eyes, just like mine. Her oval lips parted into a smile.

"I'm Katy." She extended her weak arm.

"Are you...?" I looked between Katy and the Lawless behind me.

Katy nodded. "We're making a team."

"What kind of team?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"We're bringing all the Enchantress's back together."

Valerie POV

Chris waited for me downstairs while I went to go change for our date with Quinn. Quinn jumped onto my bed lazily falling onto her back. "How cute was that?" She sighed, grinning at me freakishly and making her eyes go all wide. "I offically hate you." She joked, as she started to rummage through my closet for something to wear as she threw a skirt at my head. 

"Ow!" I laughed, rubbing my temples. "Why don't you love me?" I laughed at her, putting on the pink lace skirt she had thrown at me. 

Quinn poked her head out of my closet door. "Because you have the most perfect boyfriend in the world!"

Hear that, Valerie? He's your boyfriend, I told myself. NOT Chase. "You're right, I do have the perfect boyfriend." I bragged, digging through my drawers for a tank top. 

"What do you think?" Quinn asked me, holding up a loose-fitting flannel shirt and tight brown miniskirt with fringe boots. I shrugged. 

"It's a little cow-girl." I admitted, finding the tank I was looking for and slipping it on. 

"It's not my fault you look great in EVERYTHING." Quinn sighed, rolling her eyes as I turned around to look at myself in the floor lenght mirror.