I sat there in the office, trying to keep calm, thanks to the alcohol I was calm but felt giddy, jumpy. This was one of those situations where I wish throwing energy balls wasn't so hard. The bar owner sat across the desk in a leather chair, calmly looking into the distance thinking. I was surprised how mundane his office looked, I was expecting something a lot darker, full of coffins, chains and half-dressed women bleeding out lying across side chairs. I really needed to stop watching late night horror films.
"Who are you?" He asked tentatively. But before I answered the question his number one bitch answered. I turned my head and glared at her, my death glare didn't phase her one bit. What I wouldn't give to wring her neck.
When I turned my head back to the owner his eyes hadn't moved and were watching me intently. They were so piercing and I was just so happy glamouring didn't work very well on witches.
"Where are you from?"
"Around." I replied purposely vague, my drinks clearly wanted to do the talking tonight.
"Why were you here?"
"My car broke down."
"What are you?" That one had me caught out.
"What?" I retorted looking as confused and innocent as I possibly could.
"I saw what happened out there, no human has the power to do that. So, I'll ask again, what are you?" He argued, his jaw set as if it were stone. This guy really had some anger issues and as much as I wanted to just spit it out and get out of there, I had no proof that I would get out of here alive if I told him the truth.
"Human." I snapped, it was a quarter true anyway, it's not like I'm some shape shifting creature from the deep. His eyes never left my face.
"You don't smell human." He stated suspiciously.
"Excuse me?" I was completely insulted, I knew I had been walking around all night but I knew I didn't smell bad.
"You're bleeding, your blood doesn't smell human." He explained slowly, I gave him a look as though he had two heads and I felt really awkward now. I looked at my hands, they were scraped and a little bit dirty from where I fell earlier but there was no broken skin and then it dawned on me, I cut my knee under my jeans. I felt so stupid now for not checking my knee before I went into a fucking vampire bar.
"I am human. All I did was defend myself, she started it." Now I was lying.
"And you finished it." He stated.
"I was defending myself!" I argued.
"And how exactly did you do that?" He countered. I was beaten, I really didn't want to tell him. I looked down at my hands and sat in silence. Why did I attract so much bad attention, I was supposed to be able to keep a low profile. I was way too stressed out to try and shimmer now.
"Where did you say your car was?" He asked in a quieter tone, it wasn't friendly, just calmer.
"I didn't but it's about two and half hours down the road," I answered so thankful for a change of subject, I need to think of strategy of escape.
"You walked for two and half hours, in the dark, alone?" He questioned, I looked up to see his face still composed and emotionless, but his eyes, they screamed curiosity. Well shit.
"This is the country, I grew up in the city. I'd rather walk alone in the dark here than the city. Besides, I can take care of myself" I assured him almost threateningly. He ignored me.
"How were you going to get home then?"
"Walk, I guess."
"Why would you not get a cab?" He questioned lightly.
"I don't care for cabs to be honest." I replied, taking my eyes off of him and looking around the room with nonchalance. I didn't like being driven around by a stranger, it made me nervous, I prefer to be the one driving. We sat in silence for a moment until my frustration got the better of me.
"Okay I'll make a deal with you. I'll tell you everything you want to know if you let me leave." I proposed leaning back into my chair grinning. It was the only way I could think of getting out of here in one piece. I was never going to be able to shimmer in this place, I was too overwhelmed.
"Deal. Now what are you?" He got straight to the point, leaning forward in his chair, ready to listen.
"Nah huh, I'll tell you everything when I'm outside." I knew I was pushing my luck but I didn't really care at this point. I just wanted out.
"Fine." He agreed and before I could blink again he was at the door of the office with it open. He gestured for me to exit the room. 'Success!' was all that went through my mind, that and, FREEDOM!
I walked as confidently as I could through the bar, Eric followed behind me. Before I knew it we were outside. I didn't dare run, that would have been silly so I just kept walking. When we were comfortably far enough away from the club I stopped and spun around on my heal. Finally, air and quiet. I could feel myself calming down.
"Now, who are you, why are you here and what are you?" He folded his arms expectantly.
"You have to promise me you're not going to harm me, follow me or track me down." I needed to distract him to let myself concentrate.
"That was not part of the agreement." He asserted.
"Well you can promise me or you can kill me and then never find out... Your choice." I said putting my hands in my pocket and leaning back on the heel of my boots playfully breathing in the calming warm air. My hair danced around my face from small breeze that had taken up.
"Are you really willing to die for that." He answered stepping closer to me. A little too close for comfort. He was trying to intimidate me but I wasn't going to let him succeed. I squared up to him and looked him straight in the eye.
"I think I would rather be dead than be plagued by vampires, I get enough from demons I don't need vampires driving me nuts." I explained with intense honesty.
"Fine." He didn't move and neither did I, I didn't let our eye contact break either, it was lucky his eyes were so blue, it would be hard to look away anyway.
"Okay, I'm only saying this once so you better get it all." I took and deep breath and mentally prepared myself. "My name is Prue Johnna Halliwell, I'm here because my car broke down and I needed a phone, I am the Twice-Blessed child of the Charmed Ones, I'm half witch, quarter demon. You really don't want to mess with me and I suggest you never bother me again if you like... existing."
"Charmed Ones?" He questioned looking a little confused.
"I'm not an encyclopedia, do your own research." He looked at me furiously and it was kind of amusing and my smile grew bigger as I began shimmering. He jumped slightly and tried to grabbed me but it was too late, I was barely even there anymore and home was growing closer and closer. Before I was really gone I blew him a kiss and then my surroundings were completely different. Eric wasn't standing in front of me anymore.
