Trouble in Paradise::: Avery/Danny
Avery hated to say that she was running from home.... again. Unfortunately that was exactly what she was doing. The first time was because she couldn't handle loosing her son and her father, this time it was much darker. Bad crowds were nothing new for her but bad magic crowds definitely were and she had ran into the worst. When she got tired of being nothing more than a pawn she had gathered all of her magic supplies and headed to Hawaii. Hell if you were going to run somewhere might as well be paradise.
Now she was staying away from any supernatural crowds and starting over as the low woman on the totem pole in the DA's office. She missed her old office, sure the weather was great her and the views to die for but she wanted the sounds and smells of New Orleans.
The current project they had her on was looking through all the old case files and organizing them, a job that had been put off for what seemed like years but was probably only months. It wouldn't have been bad if she hadn't noticed the signs of magic in the description of the crimes. And the more she looked the more she found.
Leaving them alone would have been her best option but she had never been one for taklng the best option and this time was no different. And it wouldn't have been a problem if her inquires hadn't drawn attention. Things started out small a few notes telling her to leave things alone, some packages of decpaited dolls and dead flowers to scare her. Amateurish stuff really.
Stuff that had made Avery think she was dealing with wannabe black magic dealers and not someone she should be scared of. Until she got home and found the police at her house and her roommate a crying wreck. The young blonde started toward her as soon as she saw her. "Cassie what's going on?" Her eyes took in everything but from the people walking in and out of her apartment she knew whatever was going on was happening inside. Cassie was to afraid to tell her anything and she sat girl down before making her way inside.
"Oh God." Avery squatted down and placed her hands on her knees as she looked at the mess. Her living room was covered in blood and she could see the animal carcasses they had come from. Someone had slaughtered puppies just to write symbols in their blood on her walls. Symbols she recognized from her own dark magic dealings. "I feel like I'm going to be sick. How could someone do this?"