Allie was yanked from her guilt-ridden self-loathing as she saw bright bursts of light that she could only describe as fireballs barreling down the alley that she was nearly settled into. That couldn’t be possible though, right? She saw a fireball barreling towards her as a stranger pulled her to her feet. Allie began running down the dark alleyway, only looking back for a split second as the fireball engulfed her little space she’d just been sitting in. “What the hell?!?” She gasped in a panic as she nearly tripped over her own two feet, tangled in her blanket.
As they rounded the corner, Allie turned to the stranger as they continued to run. “What the hell was that? Who the hell are you?”
“Don’t look back,” Lucan warned, but it was too late and he had to tighten his grip on what he now saw was a woman so she wouldn’t fall. He ignored her questions in favor of picking up speed, trying to put more space between them and the firethrower. It didn’t work. Another fireball went flying past him, singeing the arm of his jacket, and he finally stopped in his tracks. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled his knife and then spun, watching with satisfaction as it landed right in the firethrower’s palm. The other man screamed, dropping to the ground as he cradled the appendage. Lucan stalked toward him, ripping the knife out as he threatened, “You want to keep going? You want me to stab the other one, too? Or do you want to tell the Brotherhood that I’m off limits?”
His answer came in the form of the man scrambling to his feet and running away.
Allie only kept running for fear of her life. That, and the man’s grip on her arm was like concrete, pulling her forward and away from danger. Her eyes widened in awe, shock, and fear when a fireball soared past them. She could practically hear it tearing and singeing his jacket. As he spun, so did Allie’s head, and she watched in fear as the assailant’s hand was pierced with the stranger’s knife. The stranger sauntered away from her, and she backed up slowly, allowing herself to be swallowed in darkness as her back hit a wall. “What the hell?” Allie’s voice was but a breath as she whispered into the blanket she still had tightly wrapped around her.
Allie was not one to cry, but after the events of the day and the shock from the current situation, she felt tears begin to form in her eyes and a cold chill descend upon her body as she watched the assailant clamber away from the stranger who’d just saved her. She felt her chest constrict as her breath caught in her throat. It took everything in her to muffle her breathing in an attempt to hide from this man who had just saved her, but also harmed another.