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xxx"and these secrets all that we've got so far,
xxxthe demons in the dark, lie again.
xxxplay pretend like it never ends
xxxthis way no one has to know"
Willow just nodded as Max assured her that it would only be a moment, and took a minute to text her coworkers to say she'd be in late. Not that they ever minded, but she figured it was probably better to let them know. Only common courtesy, right? She was still looking at her phone as the elevator doors opened, and found herself smirking as Max took off running. She followed at her own speed. Max was clearly worried, she wasn't going to take it personally. She just followed her into the apartment.
Willow immediately knew something was wrong. Her intuition was screaming at her to get out of there, that something bad had happened, was happening, or was going to happen. But she stood her ground. She stayed where she was when Max went into the master bedroom, automatically going into guard mode. She found herself wandering, looking for whatever it was that was driving her intuition crazy. It was a little messier than her apartment, but not unusually so. She sighed- and then she realised what it was, seconds before Max burst out of the bedroom and ran past Willow like she'd seen a ghost. The metallic stench of blood in the air, Willow found herself walking towards the bedroom to confirm what she already knew. A woman, dead in the bed. She started running, following Max. Her ankle ached, but she ignored it, glad for the well-fitting boots. She got to the roof to see Max leaning over a trash can, pale and shaking. Willow didn't think twice about storming over to her. Just as she choked out Willow's name, Willow pulled her away from the trash can and into a hug.
"I'm here, okay? I've got you." In her mind, she was already starting to plot and plan. She was willing to bet they were going to have company any time soon. If they were targeting villains, they knew that the people most likely to go looking for them if they disappeared for a few days would be other villains. Two birds, one stone. So they needed to get away. And now.
"Max. Max, I need you to listen to me, okay? There's more than likely going to be people watching this building. So we need to leave, now. I can have friends come pick us up, okay? They can take us... somewhere safe. Do you understand? I know you're scared and I know you're upset, but we need to go, ASAP," she said, holding Max's face in her hands and staring her straight in the eyes. She only pulled away briefly to text a friend of hers. "SOS. Presumed villain targeted. Need you to come pick me up ASAP." She added the address at the end of the message and sent it. He texted back only a few seconds later- "OMW."
She took Max's hand and started pulling her down the stairs, wanting to be downstairs by the time their ride showed up.
Willow immediately knew something was wrong. Her intuition was screaming at her to get out of there, that something bad had happened, was happening, or was going to happen. But she stood her ground. She stayed where she was when Max went into the master bedroom, automatically going into guard mode. She found herself wandering, looking for whatever it was that was driving her intuition crazy. It was a little messier than her apartment, but not unusually so. She sighed- and then she realised what it was, seconds before Max burst out of the bedroom and ran past Willow like she'd seen a ghost. The metallic stench of blood in the air, Willow found herself walking towards the bedroom to confirm what she already knew. A woman, dead in the bed. She started running, following Max. Her ankle ached, but she ignored it, glad for the well-fitting boots. She got to the roof to see Max leaning over a trash can, pale and shaking. Willow didn't think twice about storming over to her. Just as she choked out Willow's name, Willow pulled her away from the trash can and into a hug.
"I'm here, okay? I've got you." In her mind, she was already starting to plot and plan. She was willing to bet they were going to have company any time soon. If they were targeting villains, they knew that the people most likely to go looking for them if they disappeared for a few days would be other villains. Two birds, one stone. So they needed to get away. And now.
"Max. Max, I need you to listen to me, okay? There's more than likely going to be people watching this building. So we need to leave, now. I can have friends come pick us up, okay? They can take us... somewhere safe. Do you understand? I know you're scared and I know you're upset, but we need to go, ASAP," she said, holding Max's face in her hands and staring her straight in the eyes. She only pulled away briefly to text a friend of hers. "SOS. Presumed villain targeted. Need you to come pick me up ASAP." She added the address at the end of the message and sent it. He texted back only a few seconds later- "OMW."
She took Max's hand and started pulling her down the stairs, wanting to be downstairs by the time their ride showed up.