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Ignoring her friend’s pouting face, and the big puppy eyes from the others. Oye revved her engine and took off joining the busy traffic of Veil City. While she was the first one usually down to go out and enjoy a night on the town. She had other obligations that kept her from going anywhere on Wednesdays and Fridays.
Cutting through traffic, she felt the warm air rush across her neck. The familiar feeling of her Suzuki rumbling between her thighs gave her a rush. She wouldn’t exchange it for anything.
Just like her cousins, she experienced the cruel treatment of the council, only her mother hadn’t sold her like Lanias, and Sabina’s mother had. Her situation had been completely different, taken by her human father without her mother’s knowledge she’d been handed over because of her “oddities”.
The hunt for numb witches had been the defining moment that had destroyed a good majority of witches’ lives who worked at the Shade. And to think there was someone trying to remake that disaster. Her thoughts grew dark once again.
Clinger was dead.
At least that could be said to be true, she hated herself for all those years she’d been afraid of some frail man in glasses. She released a sigh, stopping at a traffic light. Looking over to her right, she watched as a mother brushed the bangs off her daughter’s face before she said something to make the little girl laugh which resulted in her hair turning from a normal brown to a bright flame.
She couldn’t help smiling, when the mother, who was a water nymph; put out her daughters’ hair before saying something to her laughing husband.
The truck behind her blew their horn. Turning attention forward she realized the light was now green. Revving her bike, she took off once again.
After some time, she arrived at the Veil toll gate to the human world. Pulling out a silver coin she tossed it without looking. The only thing letting her know that she’d made it, was the following loud ring of confirmation.
Immediately, the atmosphere changed around her. The sound of car horns increased while the steady grumble of flying beasts dimmed. The smell of black powder lessened, replaced by the scent of trees and fossil fuels. Making a left on fifth avenue, she came to a stop in front of an old brick building.
A sign that had recently been painted in white and dark purple read, “Gifted: 3rdDistrict Orphanage”. Pulling her helmet off her head, she rushed up the stone steps that had broken off in places due to the place being so old. Walking along the wrap around porch, she didn’t bother to knock as she entered from the side door. As usual the house was quiet around this time.
Since most of the children were all in the activity room. Walking into the kitchen she barely dodged a bag of flour that zoomed by. Straightening, she sent the guy currently kneading dough an annoyed glare.
“Really, Zach?” she complained.
“Really, Oye,” Zach repeated, making a face. Zach was a large man thanks to his father’s titan blood. His eyes refocused on the book floating in front of him. “I almost thought you’d forgotten what the menu was today.” His straight greenish hair was pulled up into a top bun.
Tossing her helmet on the table nearest to the door, she pulled off her coat and placed it next to it. Walking over to the sink to wash her hands, she pulled her hair up. “Forget?” She scoffed. “Mama D, would kill me if I didn’t tell her I wasn’t coming.”
“She sure would,” Zach said, sliding the well kneaded dough to the side. “She already has it out for you, because you taught that gaggle of mischievous half’s how to build a volcano.”
Pausing in drying her hands, Oye cringed. “Really?”
He shot her a look, his green eyes holding only mirth. “And they decided to enlarge the small coke bottle to about here.” He placed his hand on his hip and saw how Zach was 6’4, which was pretty high.
Oye closed her eyes, her shoulders slumping. Mentally praying the answer to her next question would be ‘yes’, she asked, “Please tell me they did it outside.”
“Nope, in the living room. They wanted everyone to see what they had done; they were mighty proud of themselves too.” Oye squinted at his amused expression and frowned.
Zach was obviously getting the most humor out of this.
“Laugh, go ahead keep laughing, and I’ll tell Mama D about that time you let the oldest of the brats get a sip of your favorite drink.”
The smile slipped off his face with a quickness that made her smirk. He glared at her. “Now, Oye, that’s just wrong. Someone has to teach these kids about the wonders of the human world.”
“Pfft.” She tossed the drying rag on the sink, and made her way to the fridge. “Right, they go to school here Zach. I doubt they need you to teach them anything. In fact, they know more than you think. For them the human world is home. Honestly it’s better for them to grow up here, than in that hell hole.”
“Sometimes I wish I’d grown up here,” she added as she opened the fridge door.
“Well, isn’t this a serious conversation,” Mama D’s warm and country voice said.
Both Zach and Oye turned their attention to the doorway of the kitchen. A woman with warm violet eyes met theirs with surprise. Her hair was white, and pulled up in a bun. The shall she wore around her shoulders, shifted as she entered the kitchen. “I’m glad you didn’t grow up here, my hair’s already white. If you had been here longer than a month, my skin would have turned too.” Mama D said with a chuckle towards Oye.
She made her way over to the large pot that was boiling behind Zach. “Those three managed to clean up that gunk but I tell you if the three of them didn’t look as happy as dwarves when they finished.” Grabbing the spoon, she didn’t flinch at the heat radiating off it and picking it up she took a sip of the boiling soup. Reaching over to a basket, she pulled up some of the chives and tossed them in only to grimace when a few began to grow. “Tsk, behave.” The chive stopped growing and slid from her hand into the pot.
“There you go,” she said, with a sigh as she took another sip. “That’s better.” Turning away from the stove she peered at Oye. “You were late today, was there something that happened?”
Oye, who kept her life in Veil City separate from her life in the human world, shrugged. “Nothing unusual, the bar was pretty quiet today.”
