Back with a Twist

Chapter 1 - 5 Years Later

                                                                                              5 years later...

        I am walking through a crowd no one is moving out of my way, so with a flick of my wrist there is an opening for me to walk through without getting hit. I walk to the end of the club and out the door, I get in my new car, my dream car. A black 1967 Impala, a nice smooth ride with awesome subs.

        Someone is trying to follow me, I snap my fingers and the intruder is now in front of me.

"Why are you sneaking?" I ask clawing my fingers down his cheek, he looks offaly familiar.

"Well I hope I look familiar, it's been five fucking years Willow!" He says with a chuckle

"Hmmm, Damon?" I question

"You know it baby" He says with a wink

"How did you find me?" I unleash my magic from around him and he is set on the ground.

"A simple locater spell did the trick." He shrugs

"Get in my car." I mutter

"When did you get this thing?" He asks

"I have my own business Damon, it's been five damn years so I hope you have a job at least." I start the car and drive to my apartment.

"I have a job, but it's back in New York. I own a book store," I give him a look "Yes Willow an actual book store, no need for the look."

"Sorry, it's just hard to believe Damon."

"Well believe it, now what's your job?" He asks

"I'm an assassin." I say with a sigh

"A what!?"

"An assassin, I use my magic to kill people so know one knows who the killer is."

"That's got to be good money, did you hear that there is a gang rivalry going on. Back in our hometown, and leet me tell you this. Keith is one of the leaders, ever since you left five years ago, she has changed. You stayed in touch for a couple of months then you went off the grid, did you know Sydnee has a kid, with Ferrell." Damon says looking at me.

"Really!? Awe that must be one cute kid." I say pulling into my driveway. "I was actually planning on visiting my parents house, I was leaving tomorrow."

"Then I will ride back with you, this is your house?" He asks

"It's my penthouse, all the way at the top." I reply pulling my car up all the way to the top of the parking garage.

"Damn this is a nice view." He says looking out over the city

"That's why I picked it, I have a job I have to do tonight. You want to drive me to the destination?" I ask

"Sure"

"Okay let's go"