She quickly apologized, her voice laced with regret. "Sorry. I didn't know what got into me," she said, her words trailing off as if she hadn't fully processed what had just happened.
I could feel the tension in the air, thick and awkward. Trying to brush off the frustration, I muttered under my breath, "Maybe if you removed that fucking hoodie, you might see well." My tone was sharp, harsh even, and it slipped out before I could stop it.
She blinked confusion spreading across her face. "Huh?" she asked, her voice small, unsure of whether she'd heard me correctly.
My face reddened, the weight of my words settling in. "Fuck," I muttered, frustrated with myself as much as with the situation. Running a hand through my hair, I turned on my heel and walked off, leaving the silence to hang in the air between us
"What are you?" she asked in total fascination. I rolled my eyes again.
Humans could be puzzles at times.
"What are you?" I asked back, trying to confuse her as I checked whether the two unconscious people were not bleeding. When I realized that they were not, I took a few steps backwards the looked at my shoes that were not muddy. "Great" I mumbled to myself. I rose my head to look at the girl, who definitely looked confused. "Don't overthink it" I chuckled, knowing what was coming next for them. They were not going to remember anything.
"But what are you?" she repeated, seeming more mesmerized every time i would talk even more. I smirked. I slide my hoodie off, letting my long auburn hair getting drenched by the rain.
"Enchantress" I whispered and watched as their eyes opened in amazement.
"You're so beautiful" One of them whispered, then gulped.
*
Meet Hazel, The Enchantress who dreams of making a safer world for her kind. What will happen when she crosses the path of Alpha Xavier?