There were shrieks and screams that filled the air. The flames were like no other. They were strong, unlike anything they’d ever seen before. Silas leaped to the table across from Scarlett, where they both shapeshifted into bats. He gazed up at her, the warrior in her eyes. Her expression went towards the Fey creature. “You’ve gotta jump!” She commanded. Saytrix shrunk back as the flames traveled to where he stood. It was the corner Scarlett was sitting at, by the window. He shook his head. “I cannot.” He whined. She rolled her eyes. “You must understand.”
A Fey creature with a fear of heights, who would’ve thought. She wanted to laugh, but her frustration got the best of her.
She shook her head, with her eyes widened and frantic. “Jump to the table or die!” She glared at him. “Well she’s not wrong.” Silas chimed in, with a shrug.
The worst that could happen to the two Vampric teenagers would have been severe fire burns, if they weren’t to escape the building in time. The Vampiric lived forever, unless met with the one deadly poison that nobody ever liked to mention.
As for Saytrix, if he refused to escape the moment, he’d most likely perish. He wasn’t exactly a Mortal, but at the same time, considering him being a royal prince? His life was valuable. Scarlett was trying to help him for a reason. She wanted to know if he was linked with anything that had to do with her birth mother. She wanted to know why, when they touched, it created a fire so strong that it was nearly going to burn down the entire building. But Saytrix wouldn’t budge, as the ruby flames reflected in the green of his eyes. He held his hands in front of himself as he backed into a wall.
“I’ll just make you, myself.” She muttered, her teeth gritted. She’d escaped from her animal-like state, and back into Vampric form, which resulted in a thick black smoke, the residue from the transformation. “Scar, be careful.” Silas warned, as the bat flapped his wings. She ignored him, as she used her abilities to leap from the broken table that she stood on. It was near the bar where Saytrix was.
The brave girl had grasped the collar of his green blazer. With fear in his eyes, Saytrix gasped. The Vampric girl then did a backward flip into the profound, fiery space. She bit the inside of her cheeks as the flames slightly licked her back. When they gazed up swiftly to the ceiling, the fresh city air had kissed their faces as crumbles of cement began to drip like rain. The foundation of the restaurant was eroding away in flames.
When she landed back on the table with her two feet, she dropped him.
“I'm going to transform again. Either use your beloved wings or get killed. We don’t have much time.” Her forehead was creased, she gazed at him fiercely. “And I won’t let you die. Not now.” Saytrix nodded in response, barely catching his breath. It was hard to keep up with two Vampiric beings, who never had trouble with running too fast.
Fiery explosion traveled from the ground and married the walls. There were creatures running here and there, chaos. Pulling off his blazer and tearing off his expensive, silk blue shirt, Saytrix unleashed his wings. They glowed with a blaring white light, an overwhelming beam of enchantment. They reminded Scarlett of thin ice as it also was decorated with an elaborate design. Delicate and thin. He glanced up at the hole in the ceiling of the restaurant, as the curls of black hair spilled over his forehead in an eruption of suspense.
“Everyone has escaped, and the fires have met all of the exits. We must leave through that way!” He pointed, his eyes screaming in fear.
The others agreed, as they all flew up and out of the restaurant. They watched from the dark plum-colored sky as the last of the ruby flames had finally made its way to the roof whilst the entire building collapsed, exploding with a large bang.
The sound was like a gunshot going off, and the fire had glimmered in all of their eyes.
Saytrix had an unreadable expression, as he saw the restaurant engulfed in the hot mess. Scarlett kept a straight mouth, and stared at him. Did they really do that? Did they really destroy a business?
He’d raked his fingers through the dark curls of his hair and exhaled. The breeze of the night running over his exposed chest. He briefly looked at Scarlett, as she was in bat-form. He looked as if he wanted to say so much. But instead, his lips said to her, “We should never meet again.”
And then he flew away.
“Well, you burned down Sylvano's.”
“Shut up, Silas.”
Chapter|Three
“Local Vampric Investigators have searched for the remains of the restaurant from the insufferable ruins and damaged properties of evidence and possible culprits. Unfortunately, they have been left empty-handed. Vampric civilians from the horrendous night have reported not being aware of who or what could have started the explosion. Fortunately, nobody was harmed during this dreadful afternoon. As for the restaurant…” The Vampress woman had turned down the volume of the radio. She was short and pale, a worried expression danced across her face.
The news was on, and the word was out. The screen flashed all that was left of the restaurant that Scarlett, the Fairy boy, and Silas had managed to escape from. The woman was dressed in a thin slip and a light cloak. Her hands clasped around an orange mug. It was the morning. The two sisters sat at the counter, the two of them in completely different states.
Scarlett was worried sick. How could they have not gotten footage of Saytrix, herself,
