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Learning to look after yourself is something Kaelyn learnt from a young age. Never having anyone caring for her. Nobody that matters. Just her. At the orphanage where she grew up nobody really cared for her, just wanted her for her powers. For her mind. Always being the best thinker. One to come up with different plans and strategies on the spot. Quick on her feet. Making Kaelyn a natural when it came to learning how to be a con artist. Back then it started off as a way the orphanage did to get money. Training the children of how to pick pocket, steal a few valuables so they can then sell it off for money. Using them for their own advantage. Kaelyn not knowing the full extent of all before she turned 18 where it all came into light. Finding out what she is. It all making sense, why she always felt like an outcast all her life. Not being the same species as everyone else. To when first finding her powers the people at the orphanage started to ‘use’ her for her abilities so she could become an asset. Where in reality it was so Kaelyn could help them into bigger cons, for more money. Leaving there soon as she could, escape it.
Kaelyn’s childhood and life was far from a fairy tale. Choosing to live a lonely life. As the years pass the Instar Diviner feels that she’s losing hope. Is this all her purpose is? To live a life alone. Stealing from the rich so she can then feed and fend for herself. Not having a stabile or normal income as everyone else. Moving ever so often to escape the prying eyes of those around her. Like many people of the supernatural does. A never ending cycle. It was one of the downfalls for being an immortal, wishing that she could have a normal human life. To age normally and one day die. Now Kaelyn was thinking what is the point of it all. It wasn’t so bad now. After meeting Riley, things started to change for the better. So Kaelyn’s not feeling so alone now. Company. It was a strange thing after spending many years alone. Refreshing. Even with all of Riley’s personality and habits so to speak, used to it by now. Her mind often wondered to what if could have been like if she agreed to talk to her cousin. To hear him through. Find out of her past, the reason why her parents abandoned her when she was just a baby. Maybe Kaelyn was afraid to admit that she was scared of abandonment. Thinking that she’d let him in and he’d then leave. Used to people leaving on her. Always feeling that she was never wanted.
It was getting darker this time of the afternoon. Making it easier to go out an pickpocket a few people. Since they can’t see you coming along with it being rush hour. Everyone hurrying back to go home. It’s more harder to do it in broad daylight so she tried to do it at a time where it’s too dark to see. The Redhead had already had pick pocketed a few people going onto one of the lasts for the night. Enough money to pay for some days worth of food. As Kaelyn was reaching her hand into the males back pocket grasping the wallet to slip it out, for the person not to notice. She suddenly felt a strong grip grasping onto her list as she was brought to a halt too. Feeling a the male twisted her around so they could face one another. She took a large gulp as she looked into his eyes, full of shock knowing too well she'd been caught. Sensing the man was someone more than a normal mundane. “You have the right to remain silent and refuse to answer questions. Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future.” The words echoed from the male, the typical speech used when arresting people. Able to know what was ahead of her and happening now. She was being arrested, pick pocketed the wrong person.
What happened next all happened in a blur. The Instar Diviner knew too well not to act out or try to provoke. Offering her hands out to the police officer before he would force her hands behind her wrists. Hearing as he made some calls before being guided to his car, seeing as he was officer off duty. It weren’t too long till she was guided to the front desk before taken to a room so some documents could be done. Along with her fingerprints to be taken so it could be documented. Searched where they were able to find some cash she had stolen, along with some cards and her phone. Vaguely remembering before being forced to have a mugshot taken. Holding of a sign with her name, inmate number. As it was getting later, it would mean everything would be moved till tomorrow. Leaving the Redhead to be locked inside a prison cell for the night. Taking her back to the nights in the orphanage in the small room, similar bars on the windows. Leaving her alone with only her thoughts keeping herself company. Blaming herself for how foolish she was. All these years having a clean streak and now she'd been caught. It was even too late to call anyone.
Her thoughts went to Riley, would she notice that she was gone. Would she come looking for her. Tracking her by her scent and all. Kaelyn weren’t too sure. All night she spent trying to think of what to say to the police officers. How could she explain what she does. Along with the documental details. Would they be able to see that they were forged. It weren’t till morning when one of the prison guards told her she was able to make a phone call. Kaelyn had no one to ring. The modern day was still strange for Riley. Whereas she had no other friends to call. A name came into her head. One she had been pondering whether or not it’ll be a good idea to contact. Would he answer her call or shut it down just like to before when she practically slammed the door into his face. The Redhead was guided to one of the phones, lined up behind people. Waiting to take her turn. Watching as the room full of strangers had their eyes on her. Thinking she didn’t belong here, looking out of place. It was true. She was out of place and hated it there. Not wanting to stay any longer than she has to.
When it came to her turn, Kaelyn started at the numbers on the phone. Was she ready to call the only family she had left. To grovel at his feet. In fear she would be locked up. Knowing already it can be a long sentence if all her crimes she’s committed throughout the years from stealing comes out. Taking a deep breath she pressed the numbers into the phone. Having memorised it before from the piece of paper he had given her when they last met. To when he tried to persuade him to talk to him. Kaelyn memorised the numbers, stuck in a constant battle whether to listen to him through. Now it was happening, not the way she’d expected it to be live. As people says there's no time like present. The wait was antagonising as she waited for an answer. For the call to be directed through. Hoping he hadn’t changed his number over the years.
It weren’t too long till she heard a confused hello through the other side of the line. Ready to face her fears. “Wyatt it's me Kaelyn. I’ve messed up and I really need your help. Please come to Evermore City Police station. I promise I’ll tell you more then I’ll hear you out” She pleaded, letting him hear the fear in her voice. Afraid to be stuck in there for any longer. Promising she’d make it all up if he helps to get her out of here. The anticipation of waiting was worst. Would he bail her out or leave her here, that was the big question.
Wyatt clawed behind him in attempts to reach for the person who was currently trying to end his life, but it was pointless. Instead he pushed his weight further backwards in hopes of knocking the man off balance and even that was proving difficult because his opponent was much bigger than him. Wyatt had to admit that cutting off his ability to speak and making it impossible to cast was about the best way to render a diviner like himself rather useless. Even trying to focus on telepathically sending anything large enough to crash into them and knock the intruder away was problematic.
He gasped for the air that wouldn't come and could only hope his cousin was able to teleport out in time to get away from anyone else in the house. The idea that he wouldn't be around to help her stay safe hit him in the gut with a crushing blow, but then in that same instant she appeared in the room with wild eyes as she took in the scene. As the pressure of the wire was broken thanks to her, Wyatt whirled around and gave a swift right hook to the man's jaw before kicking him in the chest and sending him head backwards over the couch. Another man came running into the room and straight for his cousin, but Wyatt quickly rooted the man to the spot as if frozen just before he could reach her with arms outstretched. His hues moved to hers while a quick fit of coughs took him over from the whole ordeal. "My house. Now. Go." There was no time to pack. Apparently the people after them were three steps ahead and they couldn't wait any longer. Getting her out was the first priority.
As Kaelyn teleported, Wyatt continued to hold the man in place just as he heard the back door of the home kick open. He wasn't exactly sure if this next decision would prove helpful or harmful, but they were still in the dark about who was after them and as far as he could tell, the best clue was now standing in front of him under his control. Wyatt's head swiveled around as the man who had tried to strangle him lifted himself with a slight wobble off the floor. His eyes looked vacant, yet murderous, but it reminded him of the same expression the men who tried to follow Kaelyn from the cafe held.
A woman and another man came running towards him from the kitchen where he had heard the intrusion just a moment beforehand. Wyatt grabbed hold of the one he kept like a stone statue which immediately broke the spell. He instantly tried to attack the diviner, but Wyatt teleported them out of his cousin's home and into his own. They both landed hard on the floor since Wyatt could barely keep hold of the attacker in their trip, but it hardly phased the man as he immediately came at him again like a rabid animal. Wyatt was barely able to contain him with the same magic he used before to hold him in place. His eyes landed on Kaelyn who looked confused at seeing what was happening. "There's binding rope in the closet," he said, nodding towards the door where he kept all his magical needs. "Grab it. Let's see what this guy can tell us."
She was used to living her life on the run. It’s something she’s always known and was the usual for con artists like her. Yet this was reminding to her one of her closest calls she’s had. It was around the same time she had first met Wyatt. She’d found out her fiance at the time was someone who was not a good person, a murderer at that. Her being here stole all his money and did a runner at the time, choosing to give it all to the poor. A heroic act but one that made her feel always on edge at the time. Still days now she’d often worry if he was trying to hunt her down. Luckily for her he was just human. With years passing since then, making her know this wasn’t him. Making her wonder how many targets she had on her back putting those she loves in danger. Panic filled her body hearing her cousin being attacked downstairs. It’s already too late. She’d hoped that they would both be able to make a swift exit with no complications but it’s all too late. All Kaelyn wanted to do was for them to get out of her home and to escape her attackers. Hurrying downstairs Kaelyn followed where the crashing was coming from. Already able to sense that her home was in the process of being destroyed.
Kaelyn knew her cousin too well. Used to his selfless acts to put everyone else in front of himself. That he was shouting for her to leave but she wasn’t going to do that. “I’m not leaving without you” Kaelyn shouted as she came through to where Wyatt was trying to fend off a group of attackers. Watching as he was throwing firsts and putting up a fight. Kaelyn knew that her cousin could put up a good fight and that he was good at it, he was far better with his fighting skills than her. Waiting to see Wyatt was able to handle trying to fend off the people long enough for them to be able to have enough time to distance themselves away to flee. Or if she’d need to use magic to intervene. Right when she was trying to help all she could see was one of the attackers heading straight to her. For once she felt herself frozen, not being able to move. This time it was all different and I was not able to react. Thankfully Wyatt helped to snap her out of the trance stopping the man and protecting her. Wyatt was coughing in front of her, trying to get words out whilst trying to catch his breath. “You promise you’ll be right behind me?” She pleaded still not wanting to leave him behind that they would follow in with their plan of making it out together.
With no time to act, Kaelyn knew what she needed to do. Using the element of surprise for her next trick, something that was her favourite part of her powers. In her mind she pictured Wyatt’s home in the woods, seeing it clear in her head. Like magic she disappeared in thin air. Appearing inside of Wyatt’s home. She’s always loved to teleport, using it to her advantage but his time to escape. The Redhead was eagerly awaiting the sign of her cousin hoping he wasn’t going to do anything more reckless. Yet knowing about him she couldn’t count on it. As more time was passing the more worried she was becoming, hoping and thinking what was taking him so long. Then soon followed a crashing sound, quickly looking to see somehow Wyatt had appeared but brought one of the attackers with him. It wasn’t a swift entrance seeing the attacker was going wild making her scream almost. “You brought one here?” Glaring at her cousin, why he’d made it more difficult for them. Hearing as he was yelling for her to get the binding rope she’d quickly ran to where Wyatt kept all his magical stuff. Quickly grabbing the binding rope, using her magic to wrap it around the man. Binding it to him where he wasn’t able to escape the ropes grasp, making him powerless. “Why can’t you never take the easy way out?”
Wyatt rubbed his throat where the man in his cousin's house had wrapped the wire around his neck, feeling the ache that still lingered there on his skin. It hurt to swallow and the burn in his chest from the fits of coughing to breathe was still dull. He looked to Kaelyn for a moment instinctively to make sure she was alright and despite her clear annoyance that he'd taken the time to bring one of their attackers to his home, Wyatt knew it was only because she was worried about him. Strange to think that only some years ago the two had no communication at all and now he would do anything to make sure she was safe.
He glared at the man who was now seated and bound by the roping Kae had taken from his supply. Everything about him seemed rabid. Even bound and with no possible way to move, the intruder still attempted to come for Wyatt by pulling and twisting in a feeble attempt to get free. The fact that he was causing himself harm didn't seem to phase the man at all. The vacant look was deep in his eyes as if there was only one thing on his mind and that was to get his hands around Wyatt once again. Though he couldn't exactly pinpoint what kind of spellwork it was, he knew this was some type of dark magic.
Wyatt could feel the energy in his amulet vibrate against his chest the closer he got to their current house guest that remained tied up. He looked down towards it and lifted the pendant between his fingers, instantly feeling the energy pulsing from it. "This is some bad juju," he said under his breath before letting the charm go and folding his arms over his chest, his brow pulling together from all the confusing thoughts going in his head. "I feel like this is somewhat pointless to even attempt at asking but, who sent you?" The question was completely ignored as the man only seemed hellbent on breaking free. Wyatt snapped his fingers in front of the guy's face, but there was zero reaction outside of his general need to still maul the diviner to death.
"It's like he's a zombie or something. Have you ever seen anything like this?" Wyatt turned to his cousin who seemed just as confused as him. "The guys following you from the cafe were the same; a bunch of robotic animals. It's like they were programmed for one thing only." He tilted his head slightly as he studied the man before circling the chair to get a closer look. "After the crash, it was like they were knocked back to the waking world again. Somehow the trance was gone." Wyatt had seen a handful of cursed people in his life, but these were far too many and all at once. It was either the work of an entire coven or one very powerful diviner and either of those was not something he was wanting to be the truth. "I don't want to say it out loud cause it will sound just as ridiculous, but is this has to be some type of mind control cursed magic?" He glanced at the cases full of different books, scrolls, and grimoires knowing there was plenty of knowledge in them, but probably nothing that would answer the many questions he had. To him, the best solution would be to find a way to get this man out from under the deep spell he was in now and from what he knew, a good knock to the head was the only way that worked. He glanced to the dusty shelves once more and picked up one of the large geode rocks he had on display. "Well, here goes nothing." Wyatt took aim and hit their captive in the back of the head, rendering him unconscious. He looked up to Kaelyn and shrugged as he placed the rock back down. "Guess I should've hit that other guy back at your place a little harder."
She’s still in disbelief of all that's just happened in matter of moments. With attackers breaking into her home. The one place she thought she felt safest at was no more safe. Remembering the sound of her valuables all crashing to the ground, smashing into little pieces. Not even needing to look to know that her home and belongings were ruined. Kaelyn knew it was Wyatt all over not to think of a proper plan beforehand. Seeing how that's happened now, now they had one of their attackers in Wyatt’s place. The place they’d escaped to thinking they were safe. “Did you really have to bring one of them with you?” Almost sounding like a broken record. In truth she was tired of it all. Wanting for this all to be over. For all of it to be over. Back at the start she thought taking over the leadership for their coven would be easier than it’s been. She didn’t think that there were so many people who were against her taking the title. Yet she knew there was a reason why she was picked. Others just had to accept it but others were taking longer to accept it than others. At least she knew she had a few people who stood by her side. Wyatt and Alexandra were the main two that she knew she could count on, with others two. Right from the start she considered Wyatt to be her second in charge. Truthfully without him by her side she didn’t know what she would have done. Lucky to have his help and guidance, especially how much she needed at the start. Normally she’s one to run away at the thought of taking on responsibility but this was all different knowing this was something she couldn’t escape from.
The two of them managed with their powers combined using spells to keep the man all chained up. Giving them enough time to find and figure out something that could give them any leads. She was trying her best not to be startled by the man, it was quite hard without how he was acting out. Almost un human like. Looking over to Wyatt she could see how his neck was still looking bad, with the red line burn still prominent. “Wyatt your neck, do you have anything I could use on it?” Worrying over her cousin's injury knowing it must be causing him trouble but knowing Wyatt he was too stubborn to admit and say anything. Pulling out one of the nearby stools there was lying about, she sat down on it so she could see what Wyatt was about to do. Choosing to leave it to him to try to pry anything from her attacker. Seeing how he had dragged him here, it was up to him to interrogate. Looking closely she was able to notice the pendant that Wyatt wore around his neck was starting to vibrate. Almost able to sense that it wasn’t good. All she wanted for this to be over. Having better things to worry and think about without needing to deal with all this too. “It’s no use Wyatt” Sighing still they were getting nothing from their prisoner, expecting to be like this. That he wasn’t foolish enough to say anything to them.
“It’s all creepy, messed up” Wondering why these men were after her, how Wyatt was right, they were programmed to go after her. “I haven’t seen anything like this” Not even in books she had read, had anything like this in it. “Have you?” Kaelyn knew her cousin likes to dabble into ancient and darker magic at times, thinking maybe he’d have more ideas than her. All of it was a lot to take in. “Controlled cursed magic? Like the ones who have gone after today are just pawns like someone is controlling them, like a puperter?” All of it was messed up, all out of their league for a simple city coven. “Wait” Trying to stop Wyatt but she was too late, watching as he used a rock to bash the man's head in. “I was going to suggest we could have saianced him, to figure out what was controlling and possessing him” Pointing out the more magic side of things rather than using brute force.
Wyatt looked to the unconscious man and then walked over to his mini bar, picking up the bottle of whiskey he favored. He poured himself a healthy glass before taking a very long sip and turning to face his cousin. "We'll try your gentle tactics if this one doesn't work, deal?" His tone was laced with anger and annoyance, but it wasn't because of Kaelyn's suggestion, he was just overly frustrated by the entire situation. A deep breath passed through his lips in some attempts to calm down. He knew he shouldn't take it out on her when she was under just as much stress if not more because of all of this. "I'm sorry, Kae," he said quietly, his gaze moving into the glass for a moment before swallowing the rest of the aged alcohol. "Despite this attack, it is the closest we've ever gotten to some answers on what's going on. Let's try and focus on that, okay? Maybe we can finally figure out what this is all about."
Their guest suddenly groaned from the chair, pulling his attention away from his cousin and setting the glass down. Wyatt stepped in front of the man and saw the blood that trickled down from his head from the blow he'd given him. As the man finally came around, his eyes went wild before pulling at the ropes as he did before, but Wyatt could immediately see the difference in his demeanor. He didn't seem like a rabid animal, but more a frightened captive as what most would expect. "Hey, hey, calm down."
"Where am I? What's going on?!" His voice cracked and seemed to be filled with a genuine emotion. It looked like he was completely broken of whatever hold the dark magic had on him.
Wyatt looked over to Kaelyn at this new turn of events before looking back to the man as he folded his arms over his chest. "Listen, we aren't going to hurt you. We just want answers. You attacked me and my cousin here and we are trying to find out why." The man looked at Wyatt as if he had three heads. Whatever this magic was, it completely blocked out the person's conscious self while being controlled. "What's your name?"
Their captive looked between the cousins for a moment before answering. "Linus."
"Well, Linus, my cousin here is going to try a little hypnosis on you to see if we can find out who might be trolling around in your noggin." At this, Linus glanced between the two of them like they were psychotic, making Wyatt roll his eyes. "Yeah, I know."
The diviner moved over to Kaelyn to speak privately so Linus wouldn't hear. He had the feeling it would only freak the man out more than he already was and trying to get him under hypnosis would be nearly impossible if he was not going to cooperate. Frankly, Wyatt wanted to just knock him out again and traverse his last thoughts over the past several hours to see if he could find the answers they needed that way, but it was dangerous magic. If hypnosis didn't work, he would of course risk it. "Think you can do it? You've got the better energy for this and I'm pretty sure he'll respond better to you than me." Wyatt glanced over his shoulder at Linus who seemed petrified. "Can't imagine why he'd be scared of me," he mumbled sarcastically and turned back to his cousin. "If you can't find anything, I'll try more... extreme measures. I'll take a visit through his mind and see what I can dig up." He tried to read Kaelyn to see if she could power through despite. It was a lot to ask, but she was strong, that he knew and had witnessed plenty before.
One thing she was glad of was that Wyatt had chosen to do all this integrating at his place rather than her’s. Not exactly wanting her home to be ruined by whoever these people are than it already is. Kaelyn knew that Wyatt had his own plans and ways he wanted to go around it all. Seeing how he’s started to put it all into action with bringing one of those people here. All she was hoping for was that he wasn’t just going on a wim. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want to have blood spilled in your home right?” She made a sly comment following suit and pouring herself a glass of whiskey after Wyatt. Knowing she’d be in need of many drinks tonight to help settle her nerves. Still trying to process it all. Kaelyn knew that Wyatt wasn’t happy for them to start with a not so deadly threatening tactics. “I just don’t want you to go too far, do something you regret later” Seeing herself in the past when a light diviner goes too far then now able to take it back, not wanting to see the same happen to her cousin. Only blaming herself because he’s only doing it to protect her. She never wanted for him to risk his life to save hers. “I just want for this all to be over” Sighing to herself before taking another sip of her drink. She knew that Wyatt was wishing the same but it seemed like it wasn’t going away any time soon. Only putting her further away from being able to put her soul focus into leading her faction without these unknown people plotting against her.
Kaelyn chose to lean against a nearby wall letting Wyatt take the lead into integration, since it was his idea to bring their enemy to their safe house. She couldn’t help to be intrigued watching carefully the man's movements. Both of them were already able to see it wasn’t normal activity. Almost like a rabid animal. Thinking that he might have been drugged with something in case they find themselves in situations like these. One step ahead to ensure that she and Wyatt cannot find anything out. “What do you think he’s taken? His pupils are really dilated?” She was no nurse or anything but could see it wasn’t right but after Wyatt had punched him.Almost like there was a switch put on inside him. Something changed. They were able to see the man was more frightened now than anything. “What the…” She started to say, stopping herself that Wyatt would be thinking the same. Kaelyn chose to let Wyatt do the talking, taking charge to get any answers out of their hostage. It wasn’t many moments till the man had given a name, the start of getting somewhere.
“I should be able to do it” He was right she was more better at mental manipulation. Finding it’s easier to get into someone's head, prying information from anyone. The different tactics she would use for her cons. A reason for how she was able to get away so easily with it all. The redhead rolled her eyes at her cousin who was wondering if their hostage was so scared of him. “Oh yeah it's not everyday you're taken hostage by people and chained up in a place in the middle of nowhere” She muttered sarcastically trying to freak the man out more. Now she was starting to think maybe this man was hypnotised by someone else, brainwashed to carry out the acts. After Wyatt had punched him he seemed to snap out of it. That's all she could think of knowing she’d need to use her powers to be sure.
Wyatt read his cousin's eyes and could tell she was fully ready to do what was needed in order to get the information they needed from their new guest. He nodded to her and looked back to the man who was still bound in ropes, knowing that in order for them to get any real information they needed Linus to feel at ease, otherwise, they'd have to do it the hard way which meant his way; spellwork that would have him prying in the man's head whether he wanted to or not. That was dangerous magic for Wyatt and their new friend. It was something he hoped to avoid.
Sighing, the diviner walked forward and knelt down to be at a lower level than Linus who sat in the chair, hoping to make him feel like they weren't too much of a threat. "Listen, we aren't going to hurt you, like I said before, but we do need to figure out what's going on. I'm sure you would like some answers too on why you've been blacked out for the last several hours or so, right?" Wyatt read the man's face and it seemed that he was indeed curious as to what happened, but of course still wary of them. Standing, Wyatt walked around and undid the magical bindings, wrapping them around to store away again. Linus cautiously looked between the pair while rubbing his wrists. He seemed a little more willing to play along, but was understandably looking nervous.
Wyatt moved over to his supply closet and opened it, placing the rope back inside and grabbing some items Kae would need in order to help with the hypnosis session. "Linus, my cousin is going to try and see if she can pull some information out of you that you might not even know is there in your subconscious," he began, speaking over his shoulder as he swiped some of the herbs and crystals from the shelving. "You'll be perfectly fine and we'll get you home right after." At least Wyatt hoped he would be fine. If there was some kind of barrier or block in Linus's mind put up by the diviner who might've been controlling him with a magical curse, who knew what those consequences might be. Still, what other choice was really left to them now?
He walked from the closet and placed the objects down, mashing some of the lavender and chamomile herbs together in a metal mortar and lighting the oil mixture to help calm Linus as much as possible. Frankly, the Brookes could use it too. He handed Kaelyn the bowl to waft the smoke tendrils over Linus as he placed the smoky quartz and crystal quartz stones inside the mix to hopefully balance the energy. The rest was now up to her and he didn't want to interrupt. Grabbing the glass of whiskey he had yet to finish, Wyatt topped off the drink with more of the smooth alcohol and leaned against the wall, sipping and watching with the hope that they could finally get results.