Amnesty "Blue" Jae Culver has never had a normal life. Her mother died during childbirth leaving Amnesty, and her twin sister Amethyst, alone with their father, Tristan. At the age of five they both began having imaginary friends that only that twin...
~September 14, 2015~ Tristan's P.O.V As the girls climbed out of the car, my skin began boiling as the energy wave hit me. Looking through the crowd of students I instantly found where the energy was coming from. Three teenage boys stood staring at me with dark eyes. The air around them betraying their true identity to me. Taking a deep breath, I put the car in drive and sped away.
Getting to the first stop sign I punched my fist against the wheel and just started screaming. Grabbing my phone I sent out a group message for everyone that would be involved. After everything was sent, I went as fast as I could back to the house and changed into something a bit more appealing to the person that I was going to become.
"Tristan." Tanner's voice echoed through the house, "Are you here alone?"
Running down the stairs I found him out on the back porch, "Tanner, I don't really have time for you to be here right now. I'll call you tonight or something. We both really need to leave right now."
"Tristan, are you meeting up with someone else?" He questioned me folding his arms over his chest.
Rolling my eyes I didn't want to deal with him right now, "Okay here is the deal. I'm going to be leaving and locking all doors when I go. Hope you find your way around the house. Be gone before I come back in a few hours." I spoke before going back inside and locking the back doors.
Grabbing my car keys I went to the front door and walked out. Locking it behind me I quickly walked to the truck and drove off as quickly as I could.
~~~ Stepping into the bar, all of my senses were thrown into overdrive by the amount of power emitting in the small area. Taking a deep breath I balled my fist and moved further in. Taking a seat I stared at the surrounding people around me. Even though they've been doing this all their lives, they each still refused to take part of standing too close.
"What did you call this meeting for?" August asked.
Looking over his group of people I shook my head. Their special power was different abilities. August was a necromancer, Killian --his right hand man-- used blood magic, Roland --an ex-bad guy-- used magic, and Felix --the oldest of all four-- had the power of invocation (he orders things and people).
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I shook my head and stood up, "I called this meeting because of your children."
"Do not blame our children for making you do your job, Protector." Lucifer spoke up, his eyes changing from blue to a red color, "After all you knew that you would never be able to make it out of this alive."
Tightening my fists I stared at his group. His group having the ability of elemental control. Looking over the group, it was almost pitiful. Lucifer stood in the front with his arms folded over his chest as small flames danced on his shoulders. Next to him stood Dennehy who was twisting small pieces of rocks between his fingers. Jamie, the one that was obviously not belonging to elements, stood there with shadows dancing around him. Lastly, was Spyder -- the man made of water.
