For drawnhere

[lydiascreams]

She knew there was trouble. Of course there was. There were hit men. Professional hired assassins looking for them. This was somehow even scarier than dealing with the supernatural because these men? They didn't care what happened, they didn't have a master plan or a goal like most of the supernatural creatures they'd dealt with before. No. They just wanted their money, and for that? They had to kill them.

If she thought the meeting with Araya was going to be bad, it had just gotten a lot worse. And really, by now, she should always assume the worse.

Lydia was still terrified of failing someone else because her powers weren't working properly. Because she had no idea how to control them. So the second she felt that knot in her stomach along with her anxiety rising, she closed her eyes and let her instincts guide her.

It was almost three in the morning. She hadn't been sleeping well lately so she was still up. Reading. Trying to improve herself. And now she was parked outside the police station.

She rushed in and when she stopped, she was staring down at Deputy Parrish's desk. The chill down her spine got stronger and the voices in her head got louder.

It was him. He was the one they were coming for. She knew his name was on the list but she didn't know what he was. She doubted he knew what she was, too. But right then, she just hoped he was going to trust her enough.

"You have to come with me. Right now."

Comments

[lydiascreams]

"As long as you're not trying to kill us, it's not usually a problem," she said, smirking a little but she was mostly serious. It felt like most of the new supernatural people that showed up was after one of them at least.

And then because Parrish was on the list and had been around for a while now without causing problems, Lydia didn't think he was dangerous. He certainly didn't feel dangerous to her.

[drawnhere]

He shook his head, chuckling slightly. "No, no, I've given up on killing people. I got enough of that in the Army."

His time overseas was more than enough to cure him of any urges to be violent and aggressive. He wanted a quiet life after the war. He wasn't getting his wish but that wasn't through his own fault.

[lydiascreams]

When he started by saying he had 'given up on killing people,' she tensed. She was, after all, in a house with him that was pretty isolated and she had no real way of getting help. Come to think of it, this might not have been her smarted plan. But he did look like he was joking and he added the part about the army, so, she relaxed.

"Was it like this for you and your family growing up, too? With bunches of people just trying to kill you?" She knew the Hales had had a lot of problems like this growing up, so from her perspective, it was like this for everyone.