[Third Person's POV]
She just got out of the plane and noticed some people were eyeing her.
An enemy's target.
That's what she thought.
Allyson immediately hid into the nearest bathroom. Went inside to the very last stall while pondering on how she could help herself. Lifting her legs and sat on top of the toilet seat - waiting what was about to follow.
" I should've left my bags on the guard. " She whispered while struggling to squeeze and prevent noise at the quietest possible.
* Door Banging *
" Where is she? "
A man asked. With a scar on his right eye and a crooked smile forming — he felt her presence nearby. Another man entered; wearing the same black & violet outfit and his stature hunching with every step, he asks.
" Did Master Arach say she's aware of her peculiarity? "
" Yes, but she can't really use it well. "
" Dingo, it's your turn. "
The man with the scar opened the door as their other accomplice outside entered. It was crawling on fours and drooling like a rabid animal.
* Growls
*Huffs
Allyson hid her head out of the view from the gap on the door. Silence is all wants. The crawling person isn't gonna let this slide; his legs dislocate, making him able to crawl into a creepy posture.
" There you are! "
He shouted- slamming the last stall. Allyson was terrified. She squirms and panics — Her right eye is glowing again.
As the man opens the last stall. They met nothing but dirt on top of the toilet seat.
" What? Where is she? "
He couldn't believe his eyes that a helpless woman could escape in less than a second.
" She tricked us! Go outside! "
Meanwhile, Allyson found herself standing outside the bathroom and took the chance to ran away from the trouble.
" Did I do that? "
...
The morning light hit her face accompanied by the birds flying over. Allyson has already left Heathrow Airport and she's currently on the bus heading to Trafalgar Square.
Her nerves finally calmed down. Before she could finally sigh of relief, Allyson composed herself with a light rub on her face.
The young lady is very observant and suspicious of whom she gets near. Peeking at the window while stealing glances to anyone who walks by next to her seat.
* Stops.
She looked at the right and saw the vehicle stopping at a bus stop on Cockspur St. She looked at her watch and estimated that she'd been on a ride for quite an hour.
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Half Blood
Fantasy" Turns out they were real all along... " A half blooded girl named Allyson Bluestone stumbled upon the secrets that the world chose to abandon. Revealing a whole new perspective at how she sees the world now. Upon her journey by joining an organiz...
