We Move

Yvonne POV

Many things happened in the past week. I've got the scroll, Les got her charm, and Patel is dead. His son is still oblivious to that fact,he is sad but he is trying to push through it, so surely that means he's up to something. He wants revenge,just like I do,but the person he's searching for is right in front of him,and he's flirting with her. Funny though, I feel sorry for him, but I'm not supposed to cause it's part of me. I kill people. I just thank heavens I'm better now, the Creed helped,the oath with those demons were broken. It was utterly terrifying,but they helped, only then was I able to escape my dad. I still feel disgusted though, demons are not the most errm... should I say pretty? They're damn ugly.

With all these thoughts I miss almost all what Les was telling me,as we sat on a bench outside in the cool evening.

' Are you even listening to me'? She raised her voice at me. Why can't she just go away, pest,shooo.

' I am' I replied. We just started the second week of the Fest. How long would I still be here. I want home.

' So, due to that we're spending an extra week here' she said. What?

' What?' I almost screamed,then remembering it's evening,I lowered my voice. 'What?' I repeated.

' There were some people with new elements or should I say charms found,but it was like dormant in them,so they want to check everyone out again,just in case others have it'  she said.

'  I need to get home, Jotham needs me'

' oh Vee,he needs you but Rose is there, she's good with him, he'll be fine,you can always call to check on him' she replied looking at me weirdly. What's wrong with her.

' I tried calling but she didn't pick up, I'm worried, I have a bad feeling'

' You always have a bad feeling Vee, everyone does'. After much convincing, I agreed to stay the added week. My wolf was squealing in happiness at the prospect of meeting electric- no his name is Nero. Nice name.

We sat there for a while, Les started talking about Damien, and I just zone out. I still don't know who killed him. Mama guaranteed that I would after this whole mission,and thank God it's coming to an end. I just need the rib. I still don't know what all of this is for. I really just have a bad feeling about this.

' I'm tired' I blurted out, Les just looks at me and sighs. I got up from the bench,and started walking back inside. After taking a  shower,I dressed and flopped on the bed. Sleep taking over shortly.

Nero's POV

We're still trying to find out who is behind my dad's murder. It's fruitless,first it was Pablo,now it's my dad. I don't even know the use of the artifacts being gathered. Damien surely knows alot,but he won't tell me. I wish I could ask someone, someone who's not in the brotherhood. Yvonne, the name comes to my mind, testing it on my tongue. She's beautiful,a temptress,yes that's what she is,but she's also something, something keeps pulling me in,makes me want to do things. But she's also wise,she speaks as though she has lived before. What if I should tell her. She might be able to know something maybe. Ugh,this is so draining.

Unknown POV

' Will he live?' I asked. He seems stable but he's still unconscious.

' I don't know' she replied, shrugging.        I've gotten the map,I need the scroll,I heard that it's with Mr Patel. He's at that Fest. I just need to wait till it's over,I'll strike and I'd get it. Then it'd be the rib remaining,and that's easy. So easy. With a grin I called to her ' Go give your sister something to eat,we don't want her dying do we'. Sweet Rose,she will die, but not by my hands,no, can't get my hands dirty. I need to get home. I need to save my energy.

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Yvonne POV

I hear a rapid knocking at the door. I hate mornings,with that thought I walk downstairs in my PJs, I first checked on Les,she was still asleep. I hope it isn't Damien. Tightening my face,so that whoever is there,won't dare try to be merry or even smile at me. I open the door to see Nero,my face loosened,just a bit, though I still scowled showing my displeasure.

' I brought breakfast' he said holding up a bag. Ahhh....he knows the way to my heart.

' Come on in' I said little enthusiasm in my voice. I am certainly not nice,so I took the bag from him and pulling out the things inside,OMG Hershey's,so many of it. I think am falling in like with him. I grabbed one and wanted to bite into it, but I realized I haven't brushed my teeth. I excused myself, running upstairs,I did the necessary,blow drying my hair. I put my clothes on,a denim blue shorts and a brown blouse with a slack neck, showing a bit of cleavage. I tell myself over and over,am not seducing him and I am not falling for him. I can't,our relationship will be too complicated. Who would love a woman that killed his dad? I am just trying to have fun. With that finality,I went downstairs to him, sniffing the air,I smelt pancakes. He's certainly making himself at home, I'm sure Les would be awake soon. I stood at the entrance to the kitchen watching him,he was tall,with his dark hair which was braided. He had tattoos trailing his neck,down his back which I couldn't see. I moved closer to him staring behind his ears,which was neat. Good. I like neat guys. What?

' Trying to scare me aren't you?' he said,his voice deep. Turning off the stove,he removed the pancakes and set them on a plate. Clean fingers,I see. I didn't notice him staring at me the whole time,I stared at his fingers. I look up to see him smiling at me. Ugh, I quickly avert my eyes and look around

' Let's sit' I hear myself say. Still smiling he put the pancakes on the table with some juice. I sat down, feeling somewhat guilty for not waking Les,but whatever. She won't let me live this down. I start eating, but alas the pancakes were still hot,I quickly swallow it, drinking water to soothe my burnt tongue,then he starts laughing, a kind of silent laugh,till tears roll down his cheeks, I wanted to get angry but I ended up laughing too. It felt good.

' Sorry, but did you see your face,oh God' he said still laughing. I like his teeth,which had a little gap. I like this man. The realization making shudder and happy at the same time. I smile.

After breakfast I left a note for Les, saying I went out. He said I should attend one of the lessons being held maybe I'd know my charm. I agreed. So we're headed to the hall.

' What charm do you control?' I couldn't help but ask. He didn't answer right away. I didn't push. We walked in silence.

' Earth' he said after a while.

' Hmmm, how does it feel?' I ask.

' it's actually very strong, if you aren't strong, you can't control it,you need strength and clarity of mind to do so' he replied.

I hope mine is Earth too,cause as bad as I am I love nature. But we'll see. I thought as we got closer to the hall.