Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
“You should be going, I can sense the Whitlock Coven, a few nomads, the… Egyptian coven and others are approaching,” Demetri explained, cocking his head to the side. “The Denali Coven is half way here.”
The three’s postures shifted immediately, no longer were they relaxed or friendly. The three seemed to radiate power, it was magnificent to those who had not seen it before in others; there before them were Enyo’s Hands of War.
“Wait, how did you get your name?” This was directed towards Oliver.
“My mate is… scary when calm…” Fredrik trailed off with a sharp smirk as Oliver turned his piercing stare on the three guards. Felix and Jade shuddered at the stare while Demetri smirked in return, he had seen the effect in many men, great men and he too had the natural ability to strike dread with one look.
“We need to go; this is not going to be fun.” Charles stated with a grimace, rolling his shoulders to relieve the tension. “I will tell Enyo that you are with us.”
Demetri nodded. “She’ll know where to find us if she looks, I’d say have fun but I think with what is going to occur when the Major sees your Maker will be… devastating.”
The three nodded and bid their goodbye before making their trek towards the Cullen home, weaving in and out of the trees while pushing themselves up into the treetops to confuse the scent. It had been decided the day before that Charles would come in last as he had a reputation in town as the local sheriff, the human sheriff.
The closer they got to the house, the quieter they became, years of training had prepared them for sneak attacks and Enyo made sure they could do it on all terrain. Even after all these years they still practised, singular or in Fredrik’s and Oliver’s case, together.
They peered out from the treetops and watched as the Major, Captain and Lieutenant greeted the others. How long had Peter called them? Was this all planned that they arrived on the same date, perhaps so they didn’t attack one another? Who knows but it was odd.
Oliver kept his eyes trained on the dark haired one that he knew to be Alice thanks to Charles, something about her seemed to rub him the wrong way and he knew that she was the one he had to keep a close eye on until his Mistress came.
“It would be polite to join us.” Jasper drawled, his golden eyes flickering up to where they were hiding.
The others looked around confused, slowly becoming unsteady as the silence continued and Jasper kept his eyes on the trees.
Fredrik dropped first, letting a wave of calm wash over the startled vampires mixing with the Majors own calm. Oliver dropped down next to his mate in one swift smooth bound, his body catching a stray sunbeam that caused his scars to shine.
“Fredrik? Oliver?” Charlotte asked surprised, hell they all were. The Whitlock’s for a different reason.
“Who else is with you?” Jasper demanded.
Carlisle stepped forward then, placing his hand upon Jasper’s shoulders soothingly. “Calm Jasper, I am Carlisle Cullen, the coven leader. I did not know we were expecting anyone else besides one more coven.”
Fredrik and Oliver dared not to say a word as they turned their heads back towards Charles, even now he was in charge if Enyo wasn’t with them, and waited.
Author Note: Seriously Tom Burke’s Athos’s stare is quite scary haha… but here… *shoves chapter forward*