I couldn’t help but fight with Mattie, yet everyone is yelling at me to shush. I mean, I guess I am older and should be more mature.

Either that or they can’t stand to see an adult fight with a thirteen year old. I am eighteen after all.

I hope Mattie gets a head-splitting headache. Maybe it’ll kill him so I wouldn’t have to.

It’s his fault for always trying to fight me.

We were getting close to my parent’s house, it was on the south side of Sante Fe, so it didn’t take the full 2 ½ hours to get to Santa Fe. That was nice, I didn’t trust this car one bit. Mattie made it after all.

I turned off the highway to get to my place, and as I was about to pull onto a smaller road, the entire car just fell. Mattie yelped, and I slammed my foot onto the brake instinctively. Sophie had her guns drawn, and so did Livvy. Alric was holding Rose down so they wouldn’t hit the ceiling.

I saw their eyes, they were so vacant. I wish I could do something, anything.

“Livvy, what the hell, why didn’t you tell us about this?” Mattie squealed.

Livvy looked livid and snapped at Mattie saying, “I only know what happens as it’s happening, it's useless to find traps that are like this. Why should I worry about a giant hole in the ground?”

Mattie’s scowled softened, and I couldn’t help but smile at Mattie being put in his place. “There’s, there’s. We’re gonna hit the fucking ground!” Livvy exclaimed, “Can someone please do something, I don’t feel like dying of fall damage.”

I had to agree with her.

I sent a wave of flame up, it burnt the tire’s, and probably destroyed the engine and other parts, but it succeeded in its job of slowing our fall temporarily, so that we could hit the ground softer.

The wheels hit the ground, and screeched against the concrete floor. It was a painful experience for my ears. If I never heard that sound again, it would be too soon.

Sophie and Livvy shot out of the car, gun’s ready to fire, but as soon as they took in the situation, they dropped their gun’s and put their hands up.

I looked at Livvy, who said, “What, I can’t detect anyone if they have an Area of Effect canceling ability. Now, can you just get out and put your hands up.” There was deadly calm in her voice, and it chilled me to the bone. I couldn’t see anything out of the windows, so it was probably an Illusion type ability. I look at Mattie and Alric, and we moved out of the car, hand’s up.

They didn’t know, well the attackers didn’t know, that for the past month or so, I’ve been working on using my fire without hand movement. Rose could do it with ease, so I’ve gotta be able to do it eventually. Right?

Mattie shoved a rock wall around Rose, and, with his hand’s up, walked up behind Livvy.

I saw that there were wolves, probably werewolves, tigers, bears, large rat people, cat boys and girls (god Rose would love that) and horses, and people.

“So, there are more than just werewolves? There are all sorts of werebeasts, eh?” Alric asked.

Then, a cat girl looked at a wolf, and said, “There’s a kid with them, what do we do meow? We can’t kill a kid, can we?” So, maybe they didn’t know that Mattie was a kid. This was good, now we can roll over them.

I took this opportunity to look over to Livvy, Mattie looked utterly terrified, which I knew was an act. That little sadist.

“Livvy, why would you bring your brother here. Mark wouldn’t be able to survive a fight. What were you thinking?” I yelled at her, she looked taken aback for a moment, however she looked behind her and saw Mattie looking up at her, fear in his eyes.

“I couldn’t just leave Mark there, there were no survivors. Right?” She said, and I almost believed her.

“Livvy, what the fuck, don’t tell them about what happened!” Sophie exclaimed. I sighed, she was too new for her own good on this mission. Livvy said something about it to tell me that there were people her that she recognized from the fight in the city. She didn’t think it was safe to sign, in case they knew sign language, which was definitely a possibility with the large crowd gathered around.

“Oh, I thought it would’ve made the news by now. It hasn’t, my bad?” She said, glad that we had the best improv actor in the state. Livvy.

“Kill the kid!” Someone yelled, and I heard a gunshot.

I feared the worst.