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(This is a Lydia Martin GirlxGirl story)
Florence Clarke has lived all around the world with her adoptive family since her parents left her when she was young. And where her family goes, destruction tends to come with.
But one day...
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Chapter Forty-Eight 🌒 Damnatio Memoriae 🌘
"This is from the relay station's security camera." Parrish said before handing Scott his phone making Florence look over Scott's shoulder. Both of their eyes widens as they watch a beast like creature bust out of the building and run after Hayden and Liam in the woods.
"That looked big." Scott said and Parrish nodded, "And too fast for anyone to get a good look at it." He said and Florence nodded slightly. "Well, that's.... fun." She mumbled before noticing the look on Scott's face, "You know what it is don't you?" She asked. "The last Chimera." He says as he looks back at the building.
Parrish leads the two inside the relay station, and they walk down the steps until they get to the ground floor where they find the space completely wrecked. Power cables have been ripped apart and are showering sparks onto the floor, and equipment and cabinets of all kinds have been smashed or knocked over.
Florence glanced around for a moment before noticing the puddle of blood and water on the floor near the wall where the technician was killed the previous night and crouched next to it before turning back to Parrish. "Do you guys still carry a blacklight?" She asked and Parrish nods and takes the small UV light from his utility belt before handing it over to her.
She turned it on and shined it over the bloody puddle, revealing dark shadows of modified mercury before nodded slightly and glancing back at them. "Mercury means Chimera." She said and Parrish furrowed his brows, "But what was it doing here? Why come here and kill some random communications tech?" Parrish asked and Florence shrugged as she stood up.
"It might just like killing for the fun if it. Maybe it's just what it does." She said and Parrish's eyes widen slightly, "...That's terrifying." He mumbled. "Guys, how many bodies do you actually see when you dream about the Nemeton?" Scott asked and Parrish and Florence looked at each other before sighing.
"Everyone."
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Florence stood in front of Scott's own version of a crime board with a cocked eyebrows as he turned to her. "What do you think?" Scott asked and Florence pursed her lips and patted his shoulder, "You should stick to being a vet." She said and he sighed.
"Also, you have a string attached to your sleeve." She said making him look down to see red yarn from the board stuck to his jacket. He pulled his arm back and the sound of papers falling made hin close his eyes and sigh while Florence looked at him in amusement.
About half of the stuff on the board had fallen off making him sigh in frustration and pull the yarn off before looking over at Florence. "I'm still mad at you but I'll help you pick it up." She said before they both crouched down and started picking the papers and push pins up.
