CHAPTER FIFTEEN
1067 Words
Before any of the wizards and witches noticed him, he raised his wand and shouted the spell. Green light went flying and struck the two wizards standing beside Maria and Sebastian. Then immediately gave his wand another casual flick. It pushed Maria and Sebastian back, and they bumped into the couch. Sebastian groaned, touching his ruptured ribs.
The two wizard’s bodies instantly caught fire. They howled with agony as they burned to ushers.
Two other wizards and one witch casted spells at Trevor but the shield was at his rescue.
He punched one wizard on his stomach and retracted just as quickly, almost too fast, to believe it really happened. The poor wizard went flying and hit the wall.
Trevor barely noticed Siobhan and Amell. His concentration was only on the wizards and witches.
Siobhan’s powers curled inside him like a snake slithering in agitation. He said the jinx and blue light hit Trevor. He tripped over a chair and fell flat on his stomach.
Trevor felt water splash on his face and peeled open his eyes then closed them again, presumably because of too much sleep.
“I told you no tricks, boy,” Siobhan said, clenching his jaw in fury.
“Just wanted to make sure you didn't tell these bastards to kill the two on them after I hand you the book.” He got up, dusting himself.
Sebastian and Maria's smiles stretched.
“Did you have to kill them?” Siobhan asked.
“I had no choice, and it's not like you cared.”
“Whatever, just give me my book.”
“I don't have it. And what is wrong with you saying my book? It's mine man.”
“Just tell me where the book is.”
“I will get it.” He took Maria's hand and kissed it. They stared at each other for several heartbeats, then their lips met.
“Seriously, you are doing this now?” Sebastian asked.
“Shut up,” Trevor answered.
“Are you sure about this, T?” Maria whispered, for only Trevor and Sebastian to hear.
“Yeah, and you,” he turned to look at Sebastian, “protect her, or I’m gonna roast you up myself.”
He let Maria's hand go. He took two steps past Siobhan, then felt a hand on his shoulders.
“What?” He asked as he turned around.
“We are not stupid boy, you two go with him,” Amell pointed at two wizards.
Trevor turned, and they went into a straight passage wall.
They took a turn on a dark passage wall. The two wizards gave their wands casual flicks, and they lit up.
The house seemed to be bigger than it looked from the outside. Because it took them five minutes to leave that passage wall and took another turn.
Trevor opened the door. They entered, and the room was packed with books; novels of different genres, books about knowledge, science, to mention but a few.
Trevor went, pulled a Harry Potter book, and a shelf slid open.
“We are not entering there, are we?” A slim wizard asked.
“And they sent you to guide me. This should be easy,” Trevor whispered for only him to hear.
“Scary cat,” the tall wizard spoke sarcastically.
The two wizards carried on arguing as they entered yet into another dark passage wall.
“Will you two quiet down,” Trevor shouted.
“Just keep walking,” the slime wizard said, pushing Trevor forward. “And how far are we?”
“We are here.” He removed the keys to the Santa’s den. “Hoops,” the key dropped.
The tell wizard kneed to get the key. Trevor slowly got his other wand, said the spell and it sent the slime wizard cartwheeling through the air. The tall wizard looked up, but Trevor immediately kicked the Masters, flattening him into the ground like a pancake. Trevor gave his wand another flick. Then a green rope came out and tied the two wizards together.
“Pathetic,” he ran a hand through his hair, “now to help those two.”
“What is taking them so long?” Siobhan roared.
“I’m sure they will be here, Siobhan,” Amell answered. “Wait, is that the ring of the Monotropa uniform?” Amell went close to Sebastian.
“Mind your business,” Sebastian spoke.
“I will take that.” Amell took the ring from Sebastian’s fingers.
“You bastard, give me that. You just don’t wear it, asshole,” he shouted.
“I’m supposed to be immortal now right,” he took a knife and cut himself. “Why am I not getting better? This is fake, you i***t, isn’t it?” He went close to Sebastian’s face.
“It doesn’t work just on anyone, dumbass,” Maria spoke.
Amell raised his hand but before he could slap Maria, Siobhan called out, “Amell came here.”
“This isn’t over,” Amell spoke, his brow fixed in a furrow.
“Find Trevor and those idiots. We have worsted enough time already,” Siobhan spoke. Amell just nodded and went away.
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“Now how am I going to enter and rescue them. Dammit,” Trevor groaned, pacing on the front porch.
“Me. Trevor,” a woman's voice screamed.
He turned around, “shh,” he went running to her, “what are you doing here?”
“I brought you the files. But why do you look so pale?”
“Nothing Emma. You have to go.” He took the files from her.
“Is that Mr. Sebastian inside?”
“What. No, you gotta go, Emma,” he took her hand and started going to the gate.
“No, Mr. Trevor. I can help.”
“You gonna help with nothing toman.”
Then she pushed him aside. She kneed and started looking at the corner of the window.
“Siobhan,” she gasped putting her hand on the mouth.
“Emma leave. Wait, how do you know Siobhan?”
“He is Siobhan, the most dangerous dark wizard.”
“How do you know all that?”
She took a few steps from the window. Then her bones started popping under her flesh. Her beautiful face was slowly replaced by an elongating snout. Brown-ish fur sprouted from her skin, and minutes later a werewolf stood in front of Trevor.
“Holy crap, Emma,” his jaw dropped.
“So shall we kick the bastards’ asses?” She asked slowly turning into human form.
“Please tell me you have something to wear?” He turned facing the opposite direction.
“s**t. Wait, are those your wife's clothes on the wet line?”
“Yeah, get some. Wolves.”
She went and selected a rather dashing dress, but just perfect to fight in.
“Shall we,” she took two steps then Trevor stopped her.
“Wait. I have a plane,” he grinned.
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