Grandpa and Intruders pay a visit II

There was a sudden silence which filled my head.

'Demons'

They were both silent. I was trying to catch my breath, but suddenly I feel all hazy.

I stumble, "Are you all right?" Holden asks, grabbing unto my hand.

I nod weakly. "Why are you so weak all of a sudden?" Holden asks carefully.

"fire," Jax says softly. "fire is a bluebloods weakness."

Jax wasn't wrong, it wasn't long before smoke had filled the air.

"we need to get her out of here now, or she could die if she stayed a minute longer." Jax says, I am too weak to object as Holden carries me to the fire exit entrance with a hand against my back and the other behind my legs. Where he lays me down, and Jax accompanies us.

Before, I lose complete consciousness, I hear Holden speak.

"Take care of her, I'll be back." Holden says, and goes inside once more.

Leaving Jax to guard the currently unconscious Mystic.

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I open my eyes with a groan. The bright light from my surroundings nearly blinding. I lift a hand to shield my eyes, with a groan I stumble to my feet.

The place looked familiar. I was surrounded by flowers, a garden.

I look around and soon realize why the place looks so familiar. It wasn't just familiar, I knew this place. I was currently standing in front of my very house, and I was surrounded by flowers.

It seemed like as though I had been hidden. I look around more desperately this time.

Where were they?

"Jax? Holden?" I ask in a whisper. I pause after my fruitless efforts, I could feel it.

There was a dark energy coming from my house. My eyes widen as I begin to panic, 'could my friends be in there? Had something happened to them?' I thought to myself. The only way to find out was to run in there myself.

And that's exactly what I do, without giving it a thought. I run in, and what I see doesn't particularly go well with me.

The house was dark, but there was a figure in the center of the room. Currently seated in a wheel chair. And was currently surrounded by knives.

I narrow my eyes further at the figure only to find that I knew this person.

"Grandpa? I thought you were on a journey?" I ask, finding myself moving closer to him. But a voice from above, dangerous and unearthly stops me in my tracks.

"Hate to interrupt your reunion, but I'd appreciate it if you pay more attention to me." I look up and find that the person practically spoke from the darkness. Merging and blending in with it.

The figure stepped forward, and the first thing I notice was that it had horns. My eyes widen.

"A demon..." I mutter.

"that's right." It said with a chuckle, placing it claws on the railing. "how do you like my surprise, blueblood?" It asked.

And instantly, my blood chilled.