Rating: Mature
Author: The-Dark-Lemon
Pairing: Tamsin/Bo: Valkubus
Status: Work in Progress

The vault rolled and clicked to a close. Tamsin sealed the portal behind her, slipped the dagger in her vest holster and zipped up. The weapon was thought to be a myth. She had kept it that way successfully for centuries but there was no telling when shit would fly. They needed all the help they could get and this little thing was a massive help on it's own. She made her way out of the maze of the shipping containers. Hopefully no one would still be up at this hour.

She slipped out the gate and turned around the corner to find three humans loitering around her car.

"You lost, baby?"

Tamsin rolled her eyes. Of course there had to be people around when she needed to be stealth. Humans were irritating but at least they weren't fae and wouldn't recognize the dagger.

"Step away from the vehicle and no one gets hurt."

" Aw don't be like that. I could show you around. Come on, let me give you a ride.. it'll be the best night of your life.."

The most boisterous one got up from his seat on the hood while his goons chuckled. He resembled a rat, narrow eyes with a sharp nose. His pear shaped body was emphasized by his baggy jeans. A grin expanded across his face. He stood in front of her door. Tamsin was a good deal taller than him, and she smirked. She sneered,

"Sweetie...First of all you're not tall enough to ride this ride and you can't even navigate your eyes to point in the same direction. So.. how about I show you to an optometrist and that'll make it the best night of your life?"

His eyes narrowed while his friends feigned terror and made their way to join him.

"You're a smart ass." He scoffed and stepped forward.

"My ass is inanimate, my brain is smart. Now Scram."

It was tempting to let her face blacken and see him crumple but she knew she needed to save her strength.

"You're asking for it," He grinned and reached for her.

Fuck this. She thrust her palm up at his chin, snapping his head backwards. He lost his footing and hit the concrete with a resounding smack. She spat back,

"You asked for it."

The other two lunged at her. She seized one of them by his shirt and decked him in the jaw before shoving his head hard in to the fence post. She caught the other in the chest with kick. As soon as they were on the ground, the first guy grabbed her ankle. She didn't want to use her powers but time was of the essence. The longer the weapon was out of hiding, the more danger it was of being found. She seized him by his shirt and forced him to face her. Her face drained of colour, blackening at the sides. Her eyes became hollow and pierced in to him.

"Whaaat..Who are you?!"

His eyes expanded and jaw locked. He was unable to scream before he slumped over, eyes bulged open and stunned.

"The law, asshole."

Tamsin shoved him aside, got in her car and roared away. The rat would survive, but unlike Dyson he would never regain his memory or fully recover.