A Different Breed ▻ Legacies [1]

8

Alaric and Ophelia walked through the woods with the unknown lady. As they both took their phones out to make some phone calls, the woman grabbed the phones from their hands and took them. Ophelia frowned in confusion, sharing a quick glance with Alaric before turning back to the woman, "Do you need to make a call?" Alaric asked her confused as the laid eyed both phones in her hand.

The woman placed both phones in her pockets, causing Ophelia to raise a brow at her, "Wait, my phone!" She complained, "Can I have that back--"

Before Ophelia could finish her sentence, the woman snatched the bracelet Ophelia was wearing off her wrist and began to examine it thoroughly, "Hey! That's mine."

The woman glanced at Ophelia and Alaric before she began to walk away with their belongings, "Wait, hey, Miss!" Alaric called out, but the lady didn't listen.

Ophelia vamp sped over to her before roughly grabbing her by the arm. Suddenly, the woman turned around, her eyes looking almost reptilian. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and out came fire. Ophelia used her magic to force Alaric to fly backward about ten feet before using her magic to place an invisible barrier in front of herself, allowing the fire to not hit her.

"Are you okay?" Ophelia asked Alaric concerned as she turned to glance at him. Once he nodded his head, Ophelia turned back to look at the unknown supernatural woman, only to see that she was no longer there.

Ophelia glanced around, only to see that she was nowhere in sight, "Where the bloody hell did she go?" She asked herself quietly.

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Once getting a passing car on the road to stop, Ophelia compelled the human lady to allow them to borrow their phone without no questions asked. Once doing so, Ophelia handed the phone to Alaric, who quickly called Dorian.

After explaining the whole story to Dorian, Alaric told Dorian what he thought the woman was, "A pyromancer?" Dorian asked confused.

"A woman who smelled like she'd been dipped in an ashtray and breathed fire instead of words. What else could she be?" Alaric explained Ophelia couldn't help but feel as though all of the information that they had on the woman that lead to them believing she was a pyromancer didn't seem right.

"There's only a couple dozen left," Dorian informed them, "Most of them in East Asia."

"Well, now there's one roaming the woods off of route twenty-nine," Ophelia commented, "The same woods where my daughter and stepdaughter are roaming around with the wolf boy."

Dorian sighed, "Alright, I'm on it. I'll call you back when I figure out how you can restrain one without getting barbecued."

"She stole our phones. We'll get back to you." Alaric replied, "Uh, how are the girls doing?"

"Oh! Oh, they're killing it," Dorian nervously chuckled, "But no killing it."

Ophelia couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Alaric make a small fist in a proud way, "Great. I will be in touch." He told Dorian before hanging up and giving the phone to Ophelia.

Ophelia grabbed the phone from Alaric's hand and handed it to the unnamed woman, "Thank you so much. You're a life saver." Ophelia thanked the woman before beginning to compel her, "Now forget you ever met us."

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"I don't believe a word you're saying!" Hope shouted at Landon angrily.

"Neither do I," Valerie added into what her best friend had said.

"You have every right to be mad at me, but I am telling you two the truth," Landon told them, panting for breath as he turned to glance at Rafael, "Come on, man. Help me."

Rafael sighed, turning his head to look at Hope and most of all, Valerie, "I believe him."

Hope scoffed loudly, "You really believe that a fire-breathing woman burnt the people in the bus alive?" She asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," Rafael replied without hesitation as he stood up.

"And Landon happened to be spared?" She questioned once more, clearly not believing him.

"He told you that he ran," Rafael argued defensively.

"And conveniently, lost the knife on the way?"

"Yes!" Rafael nearly shouted at Hope.

"She kept coming at me like she was going to take it from me," Rafael told her, almost sounding scared, "She was burning everything in her path."

"You want to explain to us why you were stealing the knife in the first place?" Valerie finally spoke up, annoyance laced in her tone of voice.

"I don't remember stealing it," Landon admitted and Valerie crossed her arms over her chest, giving him a skeptical look.

"Of course you don't," Valerie scoffed, "How about pretending to be compelled? You remember that?"

Landon quickly stood up, "That was to avoid being thrown back into the werewolf dungeon." he argued defensively.

"Transitioning cellar." Hope corrected him and Landon immediately rushed over to her.

"Small spaces!" He shouted at her, "Hope, you have to understand. Dr. Saltzman already told me that the school wasn't going to let me stay. If he thought I'd talk, he'd lock me back up. There wasn't a good ending for me! I didn't want to steal from you and I don't want a firebreather chasing me! I'm sorry for all of it!"

As Landon walked away from the two girls to cool off, Rafael walked over to them, "He's not lying," Rafael defended Rafael, "I know him. So if he says there's a fire-breathing woman, running through the woods, then there's a--"

Before Rafael could finish his sentence, Ophelia and Alaric walked down the stairs and into the cellar, "There's a fire-breathing woman running through the woods." She cut him off.