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"Parrish! Sutton Hall is on fire and there are people trapped inside. Go see what you can do!"
Sheriff Stilinski went back to his phone conversation, presumably with the fire department or someone at the scene of the fire while I gathered my things and sprinted out.
It's been a couple months since the hunters lost and the sheriff took the station back. Things have gotten somewhat back to normal. I think my fellow deputies, on some level, appreciate having a co-worker who's willing to jump in front of a bullet when they aren't. It's an easy decision for me because I know I'll come back from it.
I finally arrived at Sutton Hall. The sheriff told the firefighters there to expect me and to let me do my thing, whatever it is.
"How many people are left?" I asked.
"There are two unaccounted for."
I dashed into the building.
I'm impervious to fire, but that doesn't mean I can see through walls of flame. It took me a few minutes to find a little girl. On my way out with her, I finally spot the second child. I have no problem carrying both out to safety.
I watched as the firefighters unleash everything they could, just as Sheriff Stilinski pulled up. I saved two kids. I feel good about it. It would've been easier if I could control fire, though, instead of just creating it.
"That's not possible," a voice told me inside my head.
"You're the hellhound possessing me, aren't you?"
"It's time we spoke. It's time we worked together, so we can reach my potential."
"Okay. Let's do this."
Well, this is different. I think it'll be better. Did you hear that? You're going to have to give me some privacy regularly.
No answer. Maybe the silence is the answer. I think I can get used to this. It'll be good to be able to communicate with the hellhound. I can't help but wonder, though, if he can leave me. I wouldn't want that. I think I'm going to like this new phase in our duo, but I wonder what someone like Scott could do with that power. I wonder what would happen if the sheriff temporarily hosted the hellhound.