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No doubt, it will become a place for wounded people from the underworld to seek treatment without the risk of embarrassing questions from the feds. As for Santo, we're not sure what's wrong with him lately. His mood swings are increasingly violent and strange. Sometimes we can see him smiling like a happy jerk, then suddenly, he goes into a black rage and breaks everything in his path. Fortunately, he is always careful to control himself in the presence of children.

Great, I didn’t want to cause her more worry, but it seemed unavoidable. “I’m going to start with a simple question. Do you believe in the supernatural?” I questioned, sitting in one of the chairs so I could face all of them comfortably. “Like magic?” Erin arched an eyebrow. I’m not sure if she’s skeptical or onboard with the possibilities. “Vampires? Werewolves? Demons? Witches? Gods? Goddesses?” Sage and River rapid-fired alternated, listing off supernatural beings leaning forward and getting excited. Sage put on the arctic wolf headdress when the mention of werewolves.

"Stop making fun of me already, will you?" "Whatever makes you think I'm doing that?" "Everything! You all are! I'm not an idiot. And this prank isn't funny anymore. So quit it already." She was getting agitated now. That was better than the hysterical laughter, but only marginally. "It's not a prank, Ivy. It's the truth." Ivy shook her head, not ready to believe me. "No, it's not. Supernatural creatures exist only in shows and movies, everyone knows that. You're not going to fool me."

So this isn't his first rodeo. "I think I'm an alright person. It depends on who you ask, though." I give him a little wink, and he laughs, "How many of these have you been to?" "This is my sixteenth time attending." Wow. I don't know why I expected a lower number. "So, you've met quite a few humans then, huh? I've never met a supernatural." He cringes. "We do not like being called *supernaturals*. We prefer being called *mystical*. Supernatural suggests we are abnormal, and it desensitizes us. We are just as natural as mortal beings." I feel embarrassed.

"I love you and accept you. I do have some questions though. How old are you?" He laughed. "Two thousand seven hundred and fifty-four give or take a decade." He tilted his head to the side trying to look less serious. "Are their other supernaturals like werewolves, witches, and zombies? Oh my." She was handling this well. "And is Yuri a vampire as well?"

" Anir grinned waving his hand to everyone., and a small crown magically appeared on his head as well. The faes flew in the air and showered everyone with flower petals and Amir joined them chasing them around and his laughter echoed around us. I'm hoping and praying that this is the start for all supernaturals to live in harmony.

Just another day in the supernatural community. Just another day in paradise.

Why was everyone fighting? The strangest part was watching supernatural beings try to fight with human strength. Former vampires who'd been impossibly fast now stumbled around like they were drunk, their enhanced reflexes completely gone. Ex-werewolves kept expecting their enhanced healing to kick in, then looked shocked when cuts actually stayed cut. It was like watching a bunch of people try to perform magic tricks after forgetting they weren't actually wizards. And for some reason, I started laughing. The sound bubbled up from somewhere deep in my chest - not the hysterical laughter of someone having a breakdown, but genuine amusement at the absolute absurdity of what I was witnessing.

But not about how he transformed, well not yet anyway. After they calmed down some. I nervously asked, "Hey, how do y'all um, feel about Supernatural beings?" They all looked at me funny. "Super what?" "Girl, what the hell are you talking about?" I ask them. "Like Vampires, Werewolves, Angels, Demons, shit like that. How do y'all feel about them?" I looked at each of their faces thoroughly, studying them closely. I saw many conflicting emotions in their eyes. Like they knew some things but were afraid of what someone would think if they voiced them. Silenced because of peer pressure. I knew the feeling too well. They started questioning me again.

They either hadn't figured out that looking into our heads for secrets would destroy them or they were seeking the fastest way to die. "I think there is a leprechaun over there," Alexis said in surprise. I didn't see the leprechaun, but I did see a monstrous Were-boar that was as big as a bull. I saw Were-bears, Were-tigers, and even a black-cloaked Superhero who used a silver dagger to lop off the heads of the Neratomay. And then I saw what was happening to the power source emanating from the center of the pentagram.