"Okay, here’s the deal," Brooke said. "Firstly, don’t touch shit. I don’t trust your type of people. Secondly, vampire bitch-“
Brooke waved her hand. “Whatever, you go sit down and don’t even think about touching me or the Little Mermaid over here, got it?”
"I am actually a Sea Demon called-"
"Don’t care. Thirdly, you ‘Sea Demon’ you stand there and be as still as possible. It may burn or feel cold when it hits you but you can’t really move, okay?"
"Burning and cold are oxymorons, Bitchy Witchy,"
"Watch your tone or I’ll just kick your ass out,"
Jasper threw up two hands before crossing the room and plopping into the couch.
"Well that’s absurd," Jasper snapped. "I’m such a wonderful person I have no idea who would talk shit about me!"
Brooke nodded slowly. “Helena send her regards,” She sighed. She glanced down at her nails. “Something about a new trick?”
"I don’t want trouble," Jasper said, her eyes narrowing. "I need a few favors and I heard the Islands are full of witches."
"I suppose," Brooke said. "What can I do for you-" She looked mildly disgusted as she gave Detrimous the once over. "Ladies?"
"She my lovely blue friend here, wave ‘hi’ Detrimous," Jasper paused as the blue demon gave an awkward wave. "She needs a disguse. She can’t be wandering around here when she blends into the ocean."
Brooke hummed. “That can be arranged,” She said, chin raised. She cocked and eyebrow. “And for you?”
Jasper grinned. “Clearly Helena told you about our time together,” Replied Jasper. “I need you to fix me.”
"Tough luck, bitch," Brooke said matter-of-factly.
"I can’t undo a spell by another witch; it’s a witch rule,"
"Can we start on the demon’s spell? I have places to be…"
"Jasper this not a good idea! What if the witch sense us and tries to kill us?" Detrimous sputtered. "Oh good god save us please!"
"Oh calm down," Jasper said, drawing another puff of smoke. "Witches don’t have anywhere near the power we have. I’d sense her before she sensed us."
"Would you?" A voice said from around the corner.
Jasper smiled and tapped the ashes of her cigarette onto the carpet. “Well howdy,” She said, teeth poking out from between her lips. “You must be the lovely Brooklyn. Mirabelle Jasper, it’s a pleasure.”
Cigarette smoke blew across the room. The witch scowled.
"Jasper, I’ve heard about you," She said. "Don’t like what I’ve heard."
"Is this really a good idea?"
"Yes?" Jasper said, flipping a braid over her shoulder. She brought the cigarette up to her face and took a long puff. "Why wouldn’t it be?"
"We are unannounced," Detrimous squeaked. "That is not accepted in the human community."
"Witches are not human," Jasper insisted. "Their manners are probably different so this is okay."
Detrimous bit her lip as she followed the blonde-haired vampire around the back of the castle.
Welcome to Isla Caora
"Are you finally ready?"
"I could not swim in a dress," Detrimous said. "It restricts my legs."
Jasper rolled her yees. “Okay, come on I wanna get there by midnight,”
Detrimous glanced around the empty house. “I am really leaving my home,” She whispered. “I can’t believe it.”
"You never even decorated it fully," She snapped. "It’s not that big of a deal."
Jasper stood and paced the room before settling on the arm of the couch.
"I want you to come with me to find a witch to fix this-" She motioned to her face. "Disaster, and then hunt down Helena."
"Leave Saint Marion?"
"But how will we hide from the humans?" She said quickly. "The only humans on the island are halfings or quarterlings who know about the supernatural from their ancestors. We’d stick out anywhere else!"
"Lighten up Francis,"
"It’s an expression," Jasper spat. "I’ve found an island that holds a bunch of witches and others like us. It’s called Isla Caora; it’s off the coast of Jamaica. I think Helena may be there."
"Jamaica? That is a long way from Massachusetts,"
Jasper grinned wildly. “Only about a few hours if we go by your way,”
Jasper shrugged. “I’m serious,”
"Oh great god, what about Decidious?"
"He’ll be here if you need him and you could be back if he needs you,"
"You aren’t trying to run are you?"
Jasper snorted. “For some odd reason, Hamlet let me run free. Let’s not question it,”
Detrimous looked out across the island. The sun shined bright that day, rays hitting off the water and into her eyes.
"Yes, I suppose I can always come back,"
"So what happened to you?"
Jasper snorted. “What happened to you is the better question,”
Detrimous bit her lip. She drew her legs up on the couch.
"Well, Decidious left," She said matter-of-factly. "He told me that he shouldn’t be the one to dictate who I love. The two of us understand the severity of the extinction of our race. We just want each other to be happy."
"How are you supposed to keep the sea demons alive then?"
"It is something we have not yet decided on," She said. "If there was a way to ensure that my mate and I would produce a demon, regardless of his race, everything would be perfect."
Jasper hummed in agreement. “Witches,”
"You know, witches! They’re supposed to be ugly and green and have huge nose warts,"
Detrious crinkled her nose. “I have never heard of such a creature,”
"That’s because witches are just humans with the same magic power demons possess," Jasper replied. "They were created by angels in order to give more power to the silly humans." She grinned. "Of course, we still have more in numbers and in power but that’s besides the point."
“How do you know this?” Detrimous whispered, incredulous.
"Because a witch did this to me," Jasper spat.
She removed the glasses from her face. Her eyebrows were burned clean off. Angry red, pealing splotches scattered her eyes, eyelids and the bridge of her nose. They oozed a strange black-red substance. Detrimous’ eyes grew wide.
"Is that blood?!"
Jasper touched one of the gashes, cringing slightly as she did. She brought the sticky mixture before her eyes.
"Fuck," She hissed, putting the larges shades back over her face. "Fucking Helena, that bitch cursed me. My skin scars easier now, so when Hamlet poured a lovely sulfur-salt and plasma mixture he got from god know’s where my lovely face didn’t quite heal.”
"What do you want me to do?"
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