SHE raises her other arm slightly and shot twice, the sound of the bullet running at lightning speed, it was impossible for her to see it in slow motion and yet the Cyromage had somehow maneuvered at incredible speed the shots. She gaped dumbfounded as the lady had her fingers at Iva-Lois’s skull. She tried to slow her breathing and fright, one wrong move and she would have the worst brain freeze, she didn’t want to even imagine how painful it would be, she stared through the corner of her eyes and caught the mage’s grin “I’ll ask again_” “Werewolf you say? This case gets even more thrilling” Iva started and the lady scrunched her face “And you are a mage” the lady pressed her hand more fully behind her skull and she could feel the icy cold about her “Stop playing with me and tell me where he is?” Iva glanced over at the right end from where she stood, the ground wet and desolate, a structure stood there, the only thing in her mind was to make a break for it, she could not stall lon
THE sound of the screaming kettle woke the detective up, coming conscious but still with her eyes closed, she could hear Fab yell at Draco “get that off the cooker!” the vampire hissed “you get it!” the werewolf gave his come back “my feet are hurting” The vampire whine and she could hear the Caw of Yi very close to her, she was on a couch that was for sure and Yi was somewhere above her. The werewolf didn’t reply and there was a silence beside the screaming kettle and then the noise stopped. Iva opened her eyes and tilted her head towards the footsteps and she met his silver eyes, his face pale and obstructed by his freckles, he was in a grey hood and fitted jeans.“Draco” she croaked and he looked to Fab “Huh!” the vampire barked startling her “You wake up and you say Draco? Me me, I was the one who rescued you” Fab scowled, his fangs coming to light. Iva pushed up staring down at the black long sleeve she had on and then looked to the magpie, Yi who was on the backrest of the sofa
“STRANGE” Wave started as he glanced casually at the shackles binding him, his hair on his face as sweat flowed from his head. Iva stepped up closed to his and noticed the mark on his head, a black rune marked his head, it was done with paint, it had not been there before, on his right arm was a black flamed tattoo, he was in his pants but stripped of the other necessary accessories. “Tattoos” Iva whispered, she recalls having this briefing with Devin “the people of the court have different tattoos, belonging to a caste” Wace's laugh came in like a whistle as he closed his eyes.“So you really are an outsider- OUTSIDER eh? What brings a young lady like you into the Court? It’s no place for youngsters”. He shook his hand as though he planned to call power and then he growled “cursed beast! Shameless” he groaned as he struggled to call an attack “You should render yourself a criminal and give me my answers” she told and the sorcerer paused his writhing and looked up at her “oh?” he sta
IVA took her feet back to the step behind her, gently placing her heels down she looked at him, he was watching her closely. “where is Draco?” she mocked her stupidity, the first thing she should have gone for when she got up was her gun, which brought the question of ‘who the hell undressed me?’. It came suddenly into her head and she gasped, not because she was red at the thought that Fab messed with her body or something, but at the idea of them letting her out of every ounce of defense and hiding them out somewhere for this moment, but no, Draco and Fab could easily dodge a bullet and if you asked the detective, that was some high-level stuff. She had the cursed mouth stuff but if she would think to it, not so reliable -the ability- as it was not easily accessible like a switch.“Hmmm”. Fab hummed idly, she hated the way he was looking at her, she didn’t know when she threw a pencil at him, he hopped back but the pencil didn’t even have a good direction, it rolled to a stop at hi
KNOWING her position was going to help her a lot, she didn’t think there would be anything as a worst-case scenario of some sort, so she waited, she had no use as far as she was concerned, an ordinary human in a world of magical creatures. She couldn’t hold off on her own but she found herself alive, being saved over and over by the two criminals. Whereas they could easily kill her, why was he with her? He pushed her head with his index and she stumbled a step back still watching him. “You should be grateful for your last-minute surprise, I wouldn’t have any reason to have you here if it weren’t for yesterday” Yesterday? What happened yesterday? The morning of yesterday she had discussed some issues with the beast in concern to Aqupire and as such found herself some time, some use to the werewolf. She wondered if he knew she was bluffing about having more information…She did tell him Devin had information and they’d be needing to find him to get more clues, which wasn’t entirely a l
“DRACO-SAMSON, finally showing a face, did you think we would not find you?” A thoughtful grin came on the speaker, his hair was wild red, skin paled and he was putting on a red robe, Above him, an umbrella stood as another man had it over his head. Draco bared his teeth in response to the man. A sharp pain came at the young detective’s chest and she gasped, she looked up at Yi who remained quiet and staring at the scene. “What have we here?” The man looked straight across to where Iva stood, her gun between her legs and her eyes staring straight at his fully gold eyes. She through her eyes to Fab who remained on the metal edge, he had made it this far without getting burnt? She understood he then wasn’t the vampires she saw in the movies. He looked towards her, she couldn’t pull a telltale from his expression, ‘jerk’ she mouthed quietly and he smiled. In split seconds a rush of breeze came to her skin and she gasped, Goldeyes clouding her vision, or was it the umbrella that made it
“…HAVE to make it before he gets back, search everywhere”. Iva took a step backward, that was not the beast. “I can’t believe this place was under our radar”. A female voice sounded, leaning to the wall by her, she tried to see the newcomers and their numbers, all she could see was a foot clad in clean boots. “Can I see the image of the key again?” the lady asked and Iva furrowed her brows. ‘Key? What key?’ she thought, she shook her head. In all this, she had picked aside, not the side that had Devin but she’d be determined to kill the birds with a stone, solve the case which was one, find Devin was another. Her instinct said she was on the right path but she had no clue what the right path meant. Right now, she was going to stop their guest. Key … her first idea for a key was to be in the torture room as it was the only room that had dangerous stuff in it, but back when the criminals escaped, they didn’t seem to pick an interest in the goods on the table, ‘no value?’ she wondered
IVA yelled as she tried to put out the flame that had caught on her skin and burnt her arm. The ugly red scar on her arm burned like crazy, pain and agony writhing in her veins. She had used her right arm to block her face from the blast, it was the only form of reflex she could muster. She screamed and took her eyes up to view the attacker but he had a ski mask on so she couldn’t tell much about his face. His build however was smaller than the other guy, he stood clad in boots, feet shoulder-width apart and arms balled in fists taking an attack stance. His eyes were lit like torches as a reason for his power to awaken. “Who are you?” he asked and the girl in a ski mask came to view, she was curvy and had a cut out for her ponytail, her eyes were not visible because of the darkroom, but her countenance seemed nonchalant. Her hips swaying as she moved towards Iva, she leaned in. “Be careful, you don’t know what she is”. The man warned.‘Didn’t know?’ The quick thought rushed to her al