The Witch & The Hybrid

2 - Isa

I sat down quietly at the Lupin Club bar. Nikolai, the twin brother of the owner stood there leaning against a corner of it as he watched an interaction that was happening with one of the customers and one of the dancers. Grunting I threw a shot back and slammed my hand down with the glass in it, gaining the attention of the bartender. The man didn't look all too thrilled with me, but I really didn't give a sh*t. I couldn't even remember the guy's name but was thankful all the same when he slid a bottle down towards me.

I lifted a brow, staring at the entire bottle of liquor given to me before I saw a few shots heading towards me as well and popped the top, tilting the bottle back as I began to drink. Alexion knew how I was and what I came here for, when I wasn't working this was my most frequented place.

Between Pyro working the bars on the other side and then two of my daughters often staying in the other building hanging out with others their age and well... to put it nicely not human I often found this place to be the best place to go.

Knocking back four shots in front of me and heading back to the bottle I shook my head feeling the burn from the alcohol flowing through my system. It took a lot but I could still have the effects and they were finally working their way through me like I had wanted them to.

I needed them to forget the pain. Everything in my life for the most part led to some tragic point. My children were only bright spot and with them all starting to reach that age where they could leave and do what they wanted... It was hard. F*cking Mia, she... I grit my teeth trying not to even think of her. The sound of her name alone brought back nothing but pain.

Squeezing my eyes shut I tried to forget her. Not that it was going to happen. F*ck her. I hated her so f*cking much at this point. That b***h abandoned me. Abandoned us, our very children. A small growl left my lips as I thought about her and distant memories that fluttered through my mind. She had been nothing but a false sense of happiness that I should've never thought would go anywhere at all. Making me feel useless and unwanted? That was one thing but them... To make those kids feel like they'd done something wrong.

If I ever saw her again, she'd be nothing to me. Just another piece of dirt that I needed to brush off of my shoes and forget. She was dead to me.

With that thought though, I lifted the bottle and began to chug some of it. A dry laugh leaving my lips once I finally set it down. I was the family f*ck up at this point, honestly. Jerzyr and Ella had been nothing but my fathers pride and joy and both were missing, probably having gone underground to escape humans especially after the fall of the ISOA. My father? Well... as it seemed, my godly father had gone missing as well as the rest of my siblings. I didn't know where they were and did I really care? No.

Then there was my half brother, Jude and his son... Jeremy. I frowned at the memory of him. I f*cking missed my nephew and as much as I did hate to admit it, I missed Jude too. But, like all the others they'd gone and vanished out of my life as well when everything happened. When these f*cking humans broke into the ISOA's memory archives and outed all of us. They made the public aware of the fact that humans were living among the supernatural.

That we posed a threat that they could not save us from in reality as there were too many of us. What did that do? Well now the hunters existed in droves, and I had to spend every waking minute of my life wondering if one of my kids or someone I cared about was going to wind up f*cking dead due to it. We needed the ISOA - these i***t humans did too - no one wanted to admit it though. We had been a simple secret agency that protected humans and others from rouges and real threats and without us? Well things had been worse than I'd ever seen for everyone.

I wasn't afraid to kill anyone though that stood in my way. Sh*t I wasn't even scared of dying, sometimes I wondered if it was the better thing. That maybe I should've ended it when I was younger somehow. If I wasn't here though, I knew there was a chance something could happen to my kids and that was something that did scare me. It terrified me.

No, I needed to stop thinking already. What the hell was wrong with me tonight? Groaning at the intrusive thoughts, I started drinking more from the bottle and looked around the club slowly. It seemed like a relatively slow night for once which meant I didn't feel bad for not working this time around. It also meant that Alexion wasn't going to show up, toss water on me and tell me to sober up because he needed my help with something. I wasn't looking to deal with that bullish*t again.

No, what I wanted tonight was the ability to sit down and just forget everything. That was what I was sitting at this bar for after all. I wanted to forget that I ever nearly had a mate. That I had gone to hell for her, to save her child. I had gone through my own personal Hell raising our four kids. That I had to realize that my kids saw me in one of my worst moments. I needed to forget all of.

Slamming my hand down repeatedly on the bar top again, I glared towards the bartender, shouting at him to get me more. I didn't care how much I was going to have to pay at the end of the day, I was going to live a long miserable and probably lonely life after all so why bother needing to save money when it'd be just for me?

Leaning my head down into my hands I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down. Things would work themselves out over time and I knew that. I was already doing what I could to protect others, working security at this place, I couldn't do much more. The ISOA was gone, it wasn't coming back. It burned to the ground and that was where it was going to stay and me on the other hand? I was going to stay at this club almost daily. Drinking my pain away and working security when I had to because that was what I could give to the world now.

Though even that was starting to get boring. I was starting to think I needed to look into a second job maybe just to make sure that I wasn't going to burn myself out here.

"Here, Isa." The male bartender said setting shots down. "I have other customers, calm your sh*t down."

"Yeah, whatever." I grunted and started throwing back the shots, one by one.