Getting a text from Jasmine.

As I lay on the sofa, the girls began to practice. My phone went off, and I looked at it. It was Jasmine. I answered the phone. "Hello, Toby. Are you free right now?" She asked with a hint of worry, as I could tell she missed me. I had been busy with the last couple of days to text her as I spoke, "No, want me to swing by your place?" I said. "YES. I mean, yeah, I have missed you." She said the last part in a quiet voice, and I smiled. "I will be there in thirty minutes then," I said as we said goodbye, and I chuckled as the girls looked at me. "That was Jasmine, the nurse that looked after me. Mayra knows her; Jasmine was the first woman I slept with." I said, making them taken aback as they thought I had slept with more than her before. I got up and kissed my girls.

"I will be back later; you girls practice, and don't push too hard once you feel your mana is gone. Stop. Don't force it; that will hurt you more than help." I gave my mother one last kiss before I left. Getting into the car, I set the GPS, and as I was pulling out, I noticed a car parked outside the compound. It had two guys inside it. They didn't look like cops or gang members. As I started to drive, they followed me. I noticed they were after me, not my girls, which is a good thing, as I would have slaughtered them if that was the case. As we kept driving, I texted Jasmine to pick up some food for us at this Cajun BBQ joint in the town next to us. She replied that it was ok for me to do so as she needed time to prepare.

I chuckled as she was like a schoolgirl letting her boyfriend into her room for the first time as I exited the city limits, and the car followed me. They must know something about me as my mind raced about who they may be. I remember reading books about Earth's forgotten secret societies that wanted to regain their lost magic. It was said they had a device that could measure mana globally. I had forgotten to think that people still knew about mana and magic. As I pulled into the small family-owned business, a white guy with a thick Cajun accent asked what I wanted. "I want a dozen Boudin Balls, four bowls of shrimp and pork Jambalaya. With two large sweet teas. Can I get a bag of those cracklins?" I placed my order, and it would take thirty minutes for everything. As I grabbed the fresh bag of cracklins, I walked out of the shop to smoke.

I saw the car that followed me parked on the edge of the gravel parking lot. I opened the bag, took one of the crunchy cracklins, put it into my mouth, and started walking to the car. They noticed me and tried to pull out, but I used earth magic to wrap around the car's axle, locking it in place as the tires started to dig into the ground. I stopped next to the driver's door, and a fat man was sitting in the seat as I knocked on the window. "I think we need to talk; why don't the two of you join me over there?" I pointed to a picnic bench under a tree as the fat guy nodded and turned the car off. As I walked over there before the fat man and a skittish guy got out of the car, they were talking and had a British accent. "Want a Cajun cracklin, or is my culture too dirty for your Englishmen?" They each take one.

"So why are you two following me?" I got straight to the point as I wanted to know if they would be a threat to my girls as I would protect them even if I had to burn the British Isles down to do so. I thought to myself as the fat man began to speak. "How can you use mana?" He asked, confirming it was who I thought it was. "So you with the Towers Keep," I said, making them jump slightly. "How do you know about the Tower?" He said, and I smirked. "Your group wants to bring mana back to Earth and let humans use magic again. I can help with that, but it may come at a price as I want to do something to the world, more like a part of the human population." I said with a sinister grin. "So you are willing to help us?" The jumpy man said. "Sure, as long as the Tower doesn't have a problem with me killing all the non-white males of the world," I said with a cold, straight face. This made them sweat as the fat man spoke.

"Why do you want to do that?" He finished saying with a shaking voice. "I don't trust them; I have been abused, and so have my family. That has made me realize that only males like me deserve to live as we have a better moral upbringing." I said with a wicked look, making them tremble as they knew they were dealing with a monster with an intense hatred that didn't look like it would go away unless he completed his goal. "I gained the ability to use mana and magic to change this world into a better one, and for that, we must cut out the cancer I have seen. To do that, one has to get his hands blood for the betterment of Earth. I am willing to be the one to bear with that." I finished saying, taking another cracklin out, putting it into my mouth, and eating it.

"We will have to talk to the higher-ups first." The fat man said in his most British posh accent before getting up to make a call, leaving the scared guy sweating bullets and looking at me as I smiled and moved the bag to him. "Have another one, I insist." I was teasing him as his trembling hand reached into the bag, grabbing one. I moved the bag quickly, making him yelp. I broke out in laughter. "You don't have to be scared; you're white. I am not going to hurt you unless you stand against me. Eat up." He sighed, taking a handful as his partner came back. "The higher-ups wish to meet you." He said, and I replied, "They can meet me at my house. Here is my number. Tell me when they fly in. I would fly over to Athens, but I have stuff to do here." 

I said, Athens, making them both jump up from their seats, as that's where the headquarters is. How did he know that? "I know many things. Do not try to understand what I can do. Just think of me as someone who can do anything. Well, I must visit one of my girls as she misses me dearly and desires my love." I said after giving them my number and undoing the magic on their car. "Don't follow me anymore as I don't want to think of you guys as enemies as I have people I am going to kill, and we have a blood fuad right now." This made them gulp and nod as I returned to the store, picked up the food, headed back to my car, and left.

After ten minutes, another car pulled up to theirs, and a sexy brown-haired woman rolled the back window down, signaling the two to get in. "So he wants to wipe out all the none white males." The woman said in a thick French accent. A woman next, too, pulled up some info on a tablet. "It looks like a black gang put him in a coma and raped his family." A woman with an Irish accent. "I see, so that's where his hatred for none white males came from. I will talk to the council, and I feel like they don't have a problem meeting his desires as we are very Eurocenter, so it's not a problem with us if he kills them. As a matter of fact, with wants going on with the refugees in Europe right now, with their rape and murder, we wouldn't see a problem with it." She said, looking at a picture of Toby and licking her lips as the woman beside her rolled her eyes.

I approached Jasmine's apartment complex, grabbed the food, and entered her building. I got onto the elevator and pressed her floor button. I got to her door and knocked on it. She opened it, pulled me inside, and kissed me while I tried to keep the food safe.

"I missed you! Fuck now, food later!" She yelled as she put the food on the table and kissed me more passionately.