The Fire {Self Write/Big Plot Arc}
It had been a relatively normal day for Kiki she had gone to work another double shift and was now home in bed reading. It had become normal for her mom to text her at night just to see how her day went and vice versa. So when her phone buzzed she casually picked it up and glanced at the notification. It was from her mom as expected but the message was what caused Kiki to set down her book and sit up. “The fuck....” she stared at the message as though processing what she was just sent. ‘The house is on fire’ was this some kind of joke? She quickly texted back. ‘Is this a joke? Did grandma accidentally start a kitchen fire? The extinguisher is in the kitchen’ sending the text she wasn’t completely on alert yet. She simply thought maybe a small kitchen fire had been started. She went to pick her book back up when her phone went off again. She read the text out loud trying to make sense of the awful spelling as it seemed rushed. ‘Kiki the house is actually on fire....called department we are trapped upstairs’ she felt her blood run cold and she shot up from her bed. Immediately pressing the call button and held the phone up to her ear waiting for her mom to answer. She didn’t however and she heard her phone buzz again. “fuck....” she read over the text she couldn’t talk on the phone right now too much smoke. ‘The fire department is coming you said?! Just try to find a way out I’m on my way’ after sending the text she grabbed her purse and dashed outside to her car. Once getting in and sticking the key in the ignition, if she were to drive there it would take her a few hours. Kiki didn’t have that kind of time right now, she sat there in thought until....“ELIDI!” With her teleporting magic they would definitely be able to get there quick. She turned on her car and backed out of her apartment complex. Trying her best not to speed though she most certainly went faster than the speed limit when no other cars were in front of her. Her eyes glancing down at her phone every now and again to see if her mother had messaged back.
Pulling into Elidis driveway she jumped out of her car and ran up to the door banging on it. “ELIDI ELIDI!!!” Waiting for her mentor to answer it as she stared down at her phone. Still nothing, she was hoping the fire department had made it there by now and that her not answering was because she was being wheeled for smoke inhalation or some shit to the hospital. When Elidi wouldn’t answer she huffed and banged again, it seemed the witch wasn’t home which wasn’t good. Remembering a conversation the witch and her had awhile back she knew there was a spell for teleporting. Kiki being fascinated with her mentors normal transportation had inquired about it and the witch had said she had an old spell in one of her books that they could do sometime. She sent Elidi a text and reached into her purse fishing out the key that had been given to her to feed Binx and water plants. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. Binx who had likely been lounging somewhere in the house came scurrying in and meowed at Kiki. “Hey Binx I’m sorry I can’t pay attention to you right now” she quickly walked past the black cat and into the living room where one of the witches bookshelves were. Her eyes scan through titles as she pulls out ones that had the word spells anywhere in the title. As she pulled out all the books she needed, she let herself fall back on her bottom and began flipping through the pages. Her eye focused on finding the word ‘teleport’ feeling Binx brush up against her back she didn’t even look over. Her complete focus was on finding that spell though she’d glance at her phone every now and again to see if her mother had sent any texts. Going through several books her hope began to falter, so far she wasn’t finding the spell. “Come on....” she muttered to herself as she cracked open another book. Her eyes scanning the pages until finally, she found it. “Teleporting spell....” looking at the needed ingredients for the spell she shot up and started going around the house. By now she knew nearly every inch and where most things were located.
Hearing a buzz from her phone she gets momentarily distracted. Hoping that it was her mother texting her that they were safe. However that hope faded when she saw it was Stan, the one time she was disappointed in seeing his name on her screen. With their bond he could sense her emotions and was checking up on her, she quickly texted that she was alright and everything was fine. Getting back to work she went around the house with the open book in her hand. Gathering everything she needed and bringing it back to the living room area. She sat down on the floor and began creating the symbol needed from the items she’d gathered. Binx was sitting just a few feet away watching the wiccan intently. Glancing back at the book she read over in her mind the words she needed to chant. Once she felt confident enough she grabbed her purse as slung it over her shoulder, standing in the middle of the symbol. Calming her nerves as she needed to completely focus on the place she wanted to teleport to. Teleporting inside of her house was a thought that crossed her mind. But what good would be be trapped inside as well? She settled for a safer location, the big oak tree that she used to climb in their front yard. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath as the words left her mouth. Feeling a similar sensation throughout her body as she did when Elidi would teleport them.
Opening her eyes she was greeted with a sight that made her heart sink. Her home, the house she grew up in was completely burned down. Crime scene tape already covering the area near the house. That was the first thing she noticed, then the smell of smoke still in the air even though there was no sign of flames. From the corner of her eye she noticed the flashing lights from the cop cars, ambulance and fire truck. Her eyes scanned the area as she attempted to make out any figures that could be her grandmother and mother. It wasn’t until she saw two gurneys by the ambulance with white sheets over them. Tears pricked they corners of her eyes as her breathing sped up. She had been too late hadn’t she? Before she knew it her feet were taking her towards the gurneys she could hear people calling for her. Walking right up to one of the gurneys she ripped the sheet off and nearly stumbled backwards. The smell of rotting flesh met her nose as her wide hues stared at what she could barely make out to be her mother. Feeling someone grab her wrist and yank her back from the bodies she snaps out of her shock. Two policemen begin shooting questions at her, by the look in their eyes they seemed to be suspicious. Kiki tried pulling herself together and made up a story of being at a friends house and getting a text. Claiming she ran all the way home and had just gotten there. Pulling out her phone she showed the cops the texts between her and her mother. They had wanted her to come down to the station but she refused and even if it was their job they didn’t really seem fond of doing it. She wondered if they knew who she was, who her family was? It was likely since rumors and news spread around the town fast. Complying with the officers questions she allowed herself to answer everything the best she could. Words that didn’t even make it to her ears or register in her brain left her lips. The whole situation hadn’t full processed through her brain and she seemed to be on auto pilot.
The only time she tuned back in was when they mentioned that the fire was likely an arson. They claimed it was too dark currently to do a full investigation but they’d come by tomorrow to continue. Mentions of what would happen to the bodies came up and Kiki agreed cremation would be the best route. Considering how badly burnt the bodies had been and the costs of a funeral. She hesitantly gave them her contact information and they promised they’d be in contact. One of the cops offered her a ride but the other cop stopped him midway and bid her a goodnight. So they did seem to know who lived in this house and who she was. It was apparent through the whole conversation, the facial expressions, the tones, and body language from the officers. By then the ambulance had left with the bodies of the two most important people in Kikis life and so had the fire truck. She stood still and watched as the red and blue lights of the cop cars faded into the distance. Left in darkness with only the moonlight illuminating the yard. It was when everything was eerily quiet that the situation started registering in her mind and she fell to her knees letting out a pained cry. She sat there for a few minuets and just allowed herself to weep. Her breathing ragged as she wiped away at her eyes. Standing up on two shaky legs she allowed herself to stare upon what had once been her home. It was all gone, they were gone, this was happening, was this happening? It had to be a nightmare. Stuck in her mind debating wether this was fiction or reality she didn’t even notice someone from her past approach her.
“Hello Isabella” hearing that name caused her entire body to tense up as her eyes went wide. She slowly turned towards the voice and terror ran through her veins. The one person, the one thing she feared the most was standing before her. “You....” her voice was hoarse as she took several steps back. What was he doing here?! Had he started the fire? Reaching for her phone she was about to dial 911 but her cell was swiftly snatched from her hand. “Now that isn’t a very nice way to greet an old friend is it Isabella?” Her teeth gritting and jaw clenching as her old name was used. A grin stretched across his face as he saw how Kiki was reacting. “You know it’s a shame...your mother and grandma were really great people. After you left I’d often come by and have tea. It really is a pity that they ended up paying for your sins.” He stepped closer and grabbed Kikis wrist pulling her closer. “The whole town turned against them. They were afraid Isabella, afraid of you. I did my absolute best to help them...heard they had plans to move to Tabula....” his eyes narrowed momentarily at the mention of the supernatural ridden city. “Y...you started t...the fire didn’t you!!” She finally managed to yell out despite how scared she was. “Oh me? No of course not I’d never do such a thing. I have a reputation to maintain remember? I just happened to hear the chaos and came to investigate. I still walk along the paths we used to.” What a liar! She could see the lies through the glimmer in his eyes. Before she could even think she reached up with her free hand to smack him. Of course he was quicker and caught her hand, letting her phone he was holding fall to the ground. He roughly threw her to the ground before kneeling down and moving over her. Grabbing her wrists he held them down, Kiki squirmed and screamed out in a complete panic. This position was familiar, they’d been like this before and she knew that he was trying to frighten her. But she was already terrified of this man, her old art professor whom she had fallen for so long ago. “P...please James...” familiar words escaping her mouth as she pleaded. “You know if you stuck around and actually took responsibility for your actions instead of abandoning your family they’d still be here. This whole situation is your fault Isabella. Because of you they ended up burning to a crisp.” He leaned his face towards her own and she turned her head. Feeling his lips near her ear as he whispered. “Like all witches they had to burn....” with that being said he got up off of the wiccan. “Supernaturals don’t belong on this earth, and they definitely don’t belong in this town. It was nice to see you again Isabella, I have a feeling we will see eachother again rather soon!” With that he turned on his heel and walked off. Turning to her side the girl curled up and began to cry again. Her family was gone, she was alone, the town she had ran away from had once again broken her.
