#witchyella

Gabe had waited a few days, making sure Annie was okay and to see if his anger would fade but it just grew over time and finally he could take it no more. He’d spent the last couple of hours reading over some grimoires to brush up on some offensive spells he hadn’t used in a while. He felt ready though, so he closed up his latest grimoire and with a wave of his hand it flew back to the bookshelf. He gathered up his gun and some ammo, hoping it’d surprise the council to face mundane means of fighting even if the mundane means probably wouldn’t help much. 

He checked on Annie before he went to go get his back up, wanting to make sure she was okay. He left her a note saying he was running an errand so she wouldn’t worry to much that he wasn’t around. Then he headed to Ella’s house to get her to join him. He could feel his rage bubbling up inside of him as he made his way down the street. It took every bit of his self control not to bang on Ella’s door when he got there. “You know the way, right?” Was what he said instead of a proper greeting, a dark look on his face.