The Killers - Shot At The Night
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Luna Pov
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WHAT'S IT LIKE TO BE SUPERGIRL?
Those are the words Crystal just messaged me.
I smiled a little at the nickname as I carefully sliced the tomatoes and pondered for a moment. What was it like to be me? I wiped the juices from my hands onto the hand towel and flipped the seared patties in the skillet.
Most of the time I didn't want to be anyone else because compared to others...my life seemingly was flawless... The trials and tribulations my family faced were physically, mentally, and emotionally demanding - - though most of the time quite rewarding. But there were times when I felt intimidated, and during those ephemeral and brief moments, I desired to be simple...uncomplicated...
I had talked to my sisters about that occasional urge and was met with bafflement followed by laughter.
To be frank, I was hurt by my thoughts being met with silliness and frivolity. Being a sentimental person was a double-edged sword in the back at times like those.
Over the course of my life, I developed a thick skin, I was abhorred by a quarter of the witch and werewolf populations of the world because they considered me to be a mistake... an abomination. Their sticks and stones may have left me blooming with bruises but when it was the ones I loved... the cuts went deeper.
That particular occurrence had taken place two years ago, and I had yet to really open up to them since. I was afraid to. So, rather than talk it out I continued to put everything of mine on the back burner. It was getting a little hectic and crowded... soon I was sure I was going to burst from the pressure of it all if something didn't change...
Yes, my abilities could help others, but there were times when I wasn't enough. Believe it or not, there were moments when I was powerless.
Saving people for a living was not for the faint of heart. Sometimes you succeeded...and other times you didn't...
That was a hard pill to swallow...
I didn't hold back from my response. Usually, I would, she was practically a stranger! But a lot was bothering me... I told her about the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of being Supergirl.
The feelings I had harbored for so long, were set free and the stones on my shoulder didn't feel so heavy.
I didn't expect that reply, your life just seems so magical and problem free, she wrote with a smiling emoji at the end.
My life at times is magical but you know what they say, there is a price to pay for happiness
Do you believe that?
I paused for a moment, asking myself if I did. I smiled remembering what my mom said when my five-year-old self asked her why there were gloomy days.
My mom always says that for every sunny day, there will be a rainy day
Wow, that actually makes sense
I turned away from my phone, and the moment I did it started going off. Crystal was calling me.
The sudden sizzling sound caught my attention, ok let's multi-task, Luna.
"Hey, Supergirl, unlike you, I don't have mighty texting fingers."
I giggled as I began assembling the Turkey burgers with thin slices of tomato and lettuce.
"Talking on the phone would be easier since I'm making dinner."
Crystal was silent for a moment, and I busied myself with pouring the iced green tea into Hayley and Jilian's glasses. I got myself some mineral water.
"Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she replied and I sighed closing my eyes as I placed the toasted buns on top of the three turkey burgers.
"What would you do if you told someone something and they kinda hurt your feelings afterward?"
I heard rustling on the other end of the line and I guessed that she was sitting up. "Was it one of your siblings?"
"Both of them. Ugh, I feel so stupid, it happened two years ago...they probably don't even remember."
"But you do," Crystal was quick to reply. "And that's what matters. You've been hurt, if I were you I'd bring it up at dinner."
Hearing the front door open and the muted voices of Hayley and Jilian speaking I sighed, "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Positive, sweetie, you've been hurt, and it's time for them to acknowledge and apologize."
Bringing the three plates to the table I laughed, tilting my head to the side as I set them down. "That last part was really catchy."
"Speaking of catchy...do you like to sing?"
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Crystal asked me to go with her to Rousseau's for karaoke night! Thierry asked me the same thing days ago... I was thrilled that both of them were going to be there!
I didn't have any foreboding but I could tell that tomorrow night was potentially going to be fun!
I ended the call as my sisters entered the room. Shockingly enough they were not fighting, in fact, they looked to be talking intently about something.
The promise of tomorrow left a smile on my face despite what I planned to do this evening.
Confrontations rarely went well but I wanted to get it off my chest, and I wanted to get back to the way the three of us used to be...open...honest...and sincere.
But again my stuff would have to wait until we finished discussing Hayley's outing with Jack, The appearances of the Angel of Death, Belthazor, and the Triad.
I wondered if there would even be enough time for the five discussion topics.
The two of them sat down and I joined them at the table, smoothing down the white linen cloth at my side.
"How was your date?" I asked casually, drawing out the last word causing Hayley to redden.
Jilian laughed at this and eagerly busied herself with her burger. I smiled, happy that she was enjoying it.
"Well, I couldn't ask for a better man to spend my time with. He paid for my books, took me out for coffee, and gave me a goodbye kiss on the cheek."
I grinned, nibbling on a sweet potato fry, feeling waves of happiness emit from her. Hayley was pretty content with Jackson, I hope all would end well between those two...
Shadow came inside the house, through the doggy door, he raced to me and leaned back on his back legs, begging.
"Oh, fine," I tossed him one of my fries and watched as his jaws snapped loudly.
I pet him on the head and looked to my right.
Jilly's red lips made a wide smile, "You spoil him."
"I do not."
Hayley laughed, sipping her iced tea. "Luna, I hate to agree with Jilian but you do spoil Shadow."
Disgruntled, I looked over at my dog and I swear he was pouting.
I tore off a piece of my burger and flung it to him, he caught it instantly. "Well if he is spoiled... so are we."
Jilly and Hayley looked at me with narrowed eyes.
"We are not spoiled."
"Yes, we are just loved immensely," Hayley added to Jilian's previous statement.
For a moment I just observed them. Hell must have frozen over...I'll be damned if they weren't getting along.
"Ok...so neither is Shadow."
I took a small bite out of my burger. I was lucky enough to get a taste of everything, the juicy tomato, the crisp lettuce, the rich turkey, and the melted swiss cheese.
"Are you guys going out again soon?" Jilian asked, and I watched Hayley's face flush. "The day after tomorrow actually."
I sipped on my mineral water, suddenly thankful that tonight was Tuesday.
There was still so much to do, and Thursday wasn't that far away...
"That is the night of the treaty renewal."
Hayley nodded tucking a strand of long hair behind her ear. "I know...he said he wanted to walk with me."
"Oh," I was surprised at the twinge of jealousy that materialized. It was like a slap to the face.
I wish someone would walk with me. Of course, it would be easy to pick someone up off the streets but I didn't want to do that. It's not like Dad would approve anyway so...why did it even matter?
The air went still before there was a loud pop and my glass abruptly shattered, and fragments of prismatic glass fell to the floor causing quite a commotion.
Shadow ducked under the table, whining, Hayley's mouth had fallen open in shock, and Jilian looked unbothered as she chowed down on her food.
Did I do that?
"Luna, are you alright?" Hayley was over at my side in an instant.
I closed my eyes and exhaled. Why did I feel this way?
...It's not like I wanted Jackson... so why was I envious to the point where I could make glasses of water explode?
"I just feel kind of off," I spoke honestly, as I picked up the large pieces of glass.
Hayley slapped my hand, "Don't, you'll slice open your hand! I'll go get the broom."
I sighed and she left me alone to my thoughts.
It definitely wasn't Jackson...it was the fact that Dad was totally ok with Hayley and Jilly going out with someone but not me.
Sure I was only seventeen, but I was only a couple of months away from being eighteen.
Something told me on the night of my birthday a switch wasn't going to flip off and magically I could go out with anyone.
I think he was overprotective to the point it came off as borderline possessive.
Hayley returned and swept up the mess, and I dumped it in the trashcan. Shadow came out from his hidey spot and curled up at the bottom of my feet.
Swirling a few of my fries in mayonnaise, I watched my sister reach for another glass in the cabinet.
What was the difference between her and me? Why didn't Dad treat her and Jilly the same way?
Mom was never biased and she was painfully honest...maybe I would ask her later...
"So, the Triad, what are we going to do about them?"
I thanked Hayley for the sweet tea and thought for a moment. "Let them make the first move."
Jilly didn't seem to like my proposal, I was surprised she brought the topic up. Usually, Hayley did but judging by the look on her face she was daydreaming about Jack which left all the scheming to Jilly and me.
"Ugh, playing offense sucks. Why can't we just go straight down to the Underworld and kick their ancient asses?"
"Unless we want thousands of demons sent after us by the Source of All Evil himself... the best thing would be to only act if directly targeted. Now if they try to score big on us, then and only then do we get to kick their ancient asses."
Jilly laughed and Hayley sighed reaching for her drink.
"Have I ever told you I don't envy you?"
I nodded at Jilly, taking a bite of my burger. "You've mentioned it once or twice over dinner before."
She sighed, squirming in her chair under Hayley's glare.
"I don't mean it in a negative way. It's just with all the pack stuff, you are literally thrown to the wolves and you have to come up with all these strategies and solve everyone's crises. You are expected to get down in the nitty gritty with a dazzling smile on your face. Which is the reason why I think that you are a total bombshell."
I gave her a warm smile and Hayley nudged her foot with mine, her fist under her chin. "Oh, I totally agree. We couldn't do what you do, Luna."
"Thank you."
I stood collecting plates and glasses, Jilly helped me set them in the dishwasher while Hayley adjusted the tablecloth.
Working as a team made things easier. The four of us, counting Shadow, made our way to the grand living room.
The ceilings were high, and the large windows let the silvery light from the moon shine down on us, there was a massive rock fireplace accompanied by a large flatscreen tv and a red velvet sectional.
But like always, the three of us sat in the middle, and Shadow was curled up below us. Jilly aimlessly flipped through channels until she found ESPN.
"Belthazor," Hayley said, suddenly.
I leaned forward, frowning. "Is there a possibility that the attack could be linked back to the Triad?"
Hayley and Jilly contemplated my inquiry. "There's always a chance, I'd say it's highly likely. Cole said he used to work for them after all. The question is, why wouldn't the Triad have his darker half under their control?"
Jilly shrugged, "Don't know, but Cole is kinda hot."
I rolled my eyes, hitting her with a pillow. "Are you even listening?"
"I mean have you seen him with his shirt off?"
Ignoring the heat rushing to my face, I pushed forward determinedly.
"IfBelthazor is linked to the Triad the only way we could figure it out is if we summon him and I don't know about you girls, but this week is busy enough for me."
They both nodded, "Next week," Hayley sighed. "Next week we'll summon and interrogate him."
Jilian grinned, "Sounds like a plan to me. Oh my god! Luna, how could you forget the Angel of Death?"
I rolled my eyes again, "I didn't forget, Jilly, I was going to bring it up next."
"Sure, Luna."
I bit my tongue, there would be no use in arguing with her. Hayley must have sensed my dismay because she offered to go get us some ice cream.
Once she returned she had quite a few things to say.
"Death is neutral. It makes no sense to me as to why he would be messing with us in the first place."
I cleared my throat before taking a spoonful of mint and chocolate chip ice cream. It made me feel better, I know it sounded silly but the most minuscule thing could do wonders.
"Today, I saw him in a mirror at Rosseau's. Maybe he's not trying to mess with us...but warn us..."
Jilian shivered beside me, and I resisted the urge to mimic it. My empathetic sense seemed to be in overdrive today.
"If the Angel of Death is warning us, something serious is about to go down."
I nodded, agreeing with Hayley's statement. "We'll be ready for whatever comes. There is no use training for an unknown threat."
We discussed four out of five topics for tonight. I wasn't sure that I could bring this up, they looked so happy eating up my favorite ice cream that I didn't want to disturb them. But Crystal's words echoed in my head.
I couldn't continue ignoring my wants and needs for the sake of everyone else. It wasn't healthy for me...
"Hey, do you guys remember when I talked to you about wishing to be normal?"
They stopped shoveling ice cream into their mouths and looked at me expectantly.
"Yeah, why?"
I swallowed thickly, "Well, you guys' reaction hurt my feelings. And since then I haven't been able to really open up to you two."
Jilly's eyes fell to the floor and Hayley's facial expression was dismal. "I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt your feelings I was just floored, it's really impossible for you to ever be normal, Luna."
I nodded, and my knee started bouncing up and down something I did when I was anxious.
Hayley shook her head, "Nevertheless, I shouldn't have acted that way."
She gave a sharp kick to Jilly who jolted upright, a forlorn expression on her flushed face.
Their feelings were genuine and so strong that I began to tear up.
"Babymoon, you know I would never intentionally hurt you. I'm so sorry for the way I acted."
She wrapped an arm around my shoulder and Hayley imitated the action, and soon the three of us were crying.
Despite all the tears I shed I felt better now that our relationship had been restored to its former glory...
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Feeling a hand on my knee I sat up.
Before I even looked around I knew hours had passed.
The fire in the fireplace had died out and the tv had been shut off leaving the room dark.
After Jilly, Hayley, and I ended our crying spell we watched a few games of football and downed the rest of the mint chocolate ice cream. After that, we passed out on the couch.
I squinted in the darkness, I no longer felt my sisters' warmth beside me, but I relaxed when I heard my mother's voice.
"Luna, baby, why don't you head upstairs to your room? It's about one in the morning."
She helped me up and I noticed the smell of alcohol, paired with her usual scent of mint and woods.
"Has Dad been drinking?"
I asked this because she never did. Her laugh echoed in the room and I followed the sound of her footfalls upstairs.
"Your father and Marcel came up with a new drinking game. It was quite entertaining, I got the last bits of it on my phone, would you like to see?"
I yawned and stretched as I climbed the stairs. "Maybe later, Momma. Did you have a good date night?"
She sighed contently, "Oh, it was as magical as ever. We always get interrupted but the time we spent together means everything to me."
I followed her into my room and was surprised when she tucked me in and turned on my fairy lights.
The egg-nog-colored light danced across her cheerful features. "Night, boo."
"Wait, I have a question."
She hummed patiently waiting while I struggled to stay awake.
"Why is Dad so overprotective of me?"
"I'm going to state the obvious reason, Luna, he loves you. But he still sees you as his little girl," my mother moved a strand of hair out of my face, and continued speaking, her smooth voice reminded me of honey.
"Whereas I see you as a brilliant young woman."
She kissed the top of my head, murmuring, "I love you," before she closed the door behind her.
I shivered, surprised by how cold my comforter and sheets were. Shadow hopped up on my bed barking lowly.
I gently pushed him away from my face as he started to suffocate me with his kisses.
"Enough, boy, off to bed."
And soon he was curled up at my side snoring louder than any hellhound dog that's ever been.
I welcomed his warmth as the currents of sleep tugged me down into the depths of its darkness...
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Slow seductive beats of music echoed in the grand ballroom.
It was loud and inconceivable to ignore.
This had to be the most lavish party I had ever attended.
My hand crept to my throat in fear. There was an unnerving tightness in my chest, that told me I was bordering on an anxiety attack.
Breathe, Luna, Breathe.
Clutching the soft flowing fabric of my ball gown, I trudged forward, moving towards something I couldn't see...going on nothing but a feeling.
I had no idea where I was.
It was obvious that an event was being held, and I was a part of it.
Everything was hazy in this dreamscape. Usually, things were clear, but it was like my vision had been clouded.
The chandelier above cast a golden light over everyone, acting as the sun, but I took my phone out of the pockets of my silver skirt, and it was midnight on the dot.
I felt like Cinderella, spinning around, but my prince charming was nowhere in sight.
People were everywhere... dressed in a variety of colors, each sporting masks engraved and embroidered.
Bits of confetti fell like snowflakes in the winter, and I stood aimlessly in the snowstorm of people.
I grew relieved when they began to part.
For reasons I could not decipher, I felt the strong urge to look up.
Trusting my instincts, I did.
Standing not five feet from me was a man.
His sun-kissed skin seemed to glow under the soft light...my fingers itched to wind themselves in his blonde curls that resembled a halo. The black mask hid a portion of his face, but his eyes...oh his eyes were the most captivating mix of blue and green I had ever seen in my life... and they were looking at me.
Warmth pooled in my chest as he walked closer to me.
My mouth seemed to be wired shut... I couldn't even manage to say hi to this man who gave off this magnetic energy that made me want to lean in...
Luckily, he spoke first.
"Hello, Love."
His accented voice made me want to melt onto the floor.
I couldn't stop the nervous chuckle, "Hey."
The man seemed to fidget for a moment as if he was deliberating.
If only I could read minds...
"I don't mean to be forward, but did you come alone?"
I nodded once, biting down on my lip.
His plump lips curved into a devilish smirk.
"That has to be the best news I've heard all night."
I grinned, sensing that he was telling the truth. The man took a step closer and held out his hand. I took it and gasped when he brought my knuckles to his lips.
"I'm Niklaus, but you can call me Nik or Klaus...whichever you prefer..."
I held eye contact, and my heart seemed to beat faster in my chest.
I hoped he couldn't hear it.
"It's nice to meet you..." I paused for effect, "Niklaus."
He broke out in a wide smile, and I blushed, realizing he had been holding my hand this entire time.
"I'm dying to know your name."
I smiled softly, the warm feeling spreading throughout my entire body.
Before I could tell him my name, the glorious golden scene faded, and he did too...
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I sat up in bed, wide-eyed.
The morning light spilled into my room, and Shadow no longer accompanied me, but at the moment, all I could think about was the dream I had awoken from.
Or was it more than a dream?
The man in my dreamsounded like dreamguy, and kinda looked like dreamguy. And his name was Niklaus.
That name wasn't exactly common in this day and age.
Could the Niklaus in my dream be the man who decimated a portion of the packs we looked after in Tennessee?
If it was Dad wasn't going to be happy...
Maybe I should call Vina...
I speedily dialed her number, I noticed that it was 7:00 a.m. she probably wouldn't be awake.
Needless to say, I was shocked she answered at all.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" she asked, her voice was muffled but concerned.
"I think I know who dreamguy is."
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Dictionary: The Triad - is a trio of high-class upper-level demons loyal to the Source. Underworld - one of the eleven planes of existence. The Source of All Evil - known primarily as the Source, is the title given to the most powerful demon and ruler of the Underworld. The Source itself is an essence of pure evil, which possesses and merges with a new host each time it is vanquished. Belthazor was Cole Turner's demon half that Phoebe Halliwell siphoned out. Angel of Death- is an ancient, powerful being that is simply neutral.