Fear Re-written, The Fear Saga 7

 D8 fillers, i hate them. Sorry y'all but writers block is eating my brain. I'll get to the interesting parts soon, i promise!


It took two hours, a bottle of Coke, and a whole package of Oreo’s to tell the story of Valkyrie’s life and lies. The twins took it surprisingly well, considering that their mum and dad had been hiding their extremely dangerous life from them since they had been born. (They also thought this was the coolest thing in the world, but that was beside the point) There were some tears, a bit of yelling, and hugs all ‘round. In the end, it ended up like any other discussion in the kitchen, with Maggie and Molly sitting at the table, Valkyrie cooking and Fletcher getting in her way and snitching bits of food. Only this time they weren’t talking about homework or the upcoming soccer game, they were talking about super-natural beings and magic. Valkyrie was halfway through explaining Necromancy and how it worked when the door bell rang. And rang. And rang. Valkyrie sighed and rubbed her hands over her face.
“Can you get that?” she asked the twins over the constant ringing. They nodded and disappeared. Valkyrie sighed again, the fact that her little girls were teleporters was going some getting used to.
“Val~!” called a voice from the hall “Hey Val, where you at?” Valkyrie refrained from doing a face palm.
“Hello Anarchy” she said coldly as the short little Necromancer barged into the kitchen, followed shortly by the twins.
“Jeez, you don’t need to sound so happy to see me” Anarchy rolled her eyes and tried to snag a piece of meat out of the fry-pan on the stove. Valkyrie batted her hand away with a wooden spoon and asked
“Why are you here?”
“’Cause I’m hungry”
“But you said you had a message for mum” Maggie piped up helpfully before Valkyrie could break her spoon over Anarchy’s head
“Yeah, but I want to eat first” Anarchy succeeded in snatching a bit of meat from the pan.
“Oi…” Muttered Valkyrie, rubbing her hands over her eyes. Why did it have to be Anarchy with a message for her? Could it be someone who was at least a tad sane for once? Was that really too much to ask?
“I’ll give you dinner after you tell me the message” she said reluctantly. Anarchy grinned and flipped her multi-colored hair over her shoulder, causing the rings in her ears to clang against each other.
“Sounds like a deal, this message is from Erskine. He said that the sanctuary is taking over your house for a bit”
“What?!” the meat in the pan was starting to burn, but Valkyrie barley noticed.
“It’ll just be for a little bit, the head honchos need to figure out what they’re going to do now that this is the second sanctuary y’all have destroyed.” She grinned “And there’s also a rumor goin’ ’round that this was an inside job by an arson”
“Hmm,” Valkyrie said sarcastically “Do I know any pyromaniacs that could have started that fire?” She looked pointedly at Anarchy
“Ha. Ha. Ha. You’re so funny. How come every time some sort of fire-related accident happens, everyone blames moi?”
“Because you’re an insane pyromaniac”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“Just shut up” Molly advised, causing Anarchy to pout. Valkyrie turned back to the stove to try and salvage the smoking meat. Taking advantage of the situation, the twins examined Anarchy. More precisely, the rings in Anarchy’s ear. No matter how hard the twins scrutinized the little silver rings, they couldn’t see any clasps or any way of removing the rings. In fact, they looked to be welded shut. Anarchy noticed the twins gaze and smiled, moving her hand up to flick at the rings.
“Nice, aren’t they?” The twins nodded absently, distracted by her cuff bracelet. Like the rings, they couldn’t see any ways of removing the bracelet, it fit too snugly to just slip over her wrist and there were no clasps. Anarchy rubbed at the bracelet, flipping her wrist over so the twins could see the thin bead of welding that held the silver metal together.
“I have a very masochistic style of jewelry” Anarchy smiled brightly
“Why would you want to do that to yourself?” asked Maggie, staring slightly horrified at the red places were the cuff was too tight and had rubbed away Anarchy’s skin.
“Eh, I was probably drunk at the time” The twins where saved from having to answer by the doorbell ringing again. The twins let the gate swallow them and they where standing at the front door. It was getting easier every time they teleported and, thankfully, the nausea and dizziness was almost nonexistent now. Maggie pulled the door open, revealing the couple they had saved from the flames.
“Oh, Hi!” Molly smiled brightly and opened the door further so the couple could come in.
“Hello,” the woman smiled serenely at them “We never got a chance to properly thank you for saving us”
“Well, it was sort of a fluke, but you’re welcome” Maggie said shyly,
“My name is Kallista Pendragon, and this is my friend Dragona Pine” the tall man nodded and smiled slightly at them. Molly opened her mouth to say something, but at that moment a large bang rang out from the kitchen, followed by shrieking and hysterical laughter.
“Ah, I see that Anarchy’s here” Kallista said, still managing to keep a straight face even though black smoke was pouring from the kitchen.
"Err, maybe we should go help." Muttered Dragona, walking quickly into the kitchen, followed by Kallista. The twins stayed in the entry hall, listening to their mum chew out Anarchy for whatever she ahd done to the kitchen. So much for having a nice, quiet birthday.