Losing Control

[Third person POV]

"Kate, I think you should see this," spoke a man in a solemn tone as he gazed at the screen, which showed a boy walking around a room, trying to find an exit.

The boy used some sort of power to blast the gate, but it didn't even scratch it. The gate was made of a special alloy of steel that could withstand punches from trolls. But what surprised him was the boy breaking the silver wires effortlessly.

The woman standing beside him couldn't take her eyes off the screen. She watched the video multiple times. Her brother, on the other hand, walked to a sofa and sat down.

"WIZARD, the boy is a damn wizard!" shouted the man in frustration.

The woman didn't say anything. A frown was on her face, and although she looked calm, her shaking hand betrayed her inner turmoil.

"Calm down. He doesn't have his wand. We are safe for now. He must've dropped it near the area where I got him," she said in a grave tone.

Walking towards the sofa, she sat down beside the man who had his head in his hands.

"You know, Kate, the one thing Grandfather said to us was to never target or offend the community with the power to kill us before we could even see or sense them. Our traps won't work on them, our weapons won't harm them, guns won't penetrate their defenses, bombs are useless. Landmines? They use a fucking broom to fly! As if knowing their existence wasn't dangerous enough, we now have a criminal charge at hand," the man muttered.

"Shut up, Chris. I am thinking of a solution! Stop that pathetic behavior. We are hunters," she said with a glare, her hands clenched with frustration.

"You know how fucked we are here? That's a wizard. We kidnapped him and hurt him, with an injury to the head. That community has people more racist than fucking Hitler, who would enjoy killing us and our family," the man said. His family was in danger, and knowing those wizards, the whole town was in danger.

"It was my fault. I'll make it right. They don't know we have him. Let's just throw him out. He hasn't seen us. Let's just get rid of him," she said, tapping her fingers on the table in front of her.

"And how are we going to do that? Ask him nicely or hide our identity by wearing masks? You know what, Kate? I really love you, I really do. But right now, I want to kill you for putting my family in danger," he said, looking into her eyes.

The woman gave him a mocking smile. "You can try, Chris, but first, ask yourself: do you have the ability to kill me? And this is not the time to fight amongst ourselves. We have a big situation at hand, and instead of finding a solution, you are behaving like a bitch."

He sighed again. It was getting really hard for him to control himself. He knew she was right but couldn't think straight. He was stressed. First, he had to move his daughter and wife out of town. Their safety mattered most to him.

"Handle it however you want. I am moving Allison and Victoria to Phoenix. I can't have them here. Are the other two vampires, or are they wizards too?" he asked with a shiver.

Hurting one already put their lives in danger, but three assured the fates of all of them.

"NO, no, they are not. They were out for two days on the venom I had given them. It's only the boy who was an anomaly. I thought he was with them. He looked exactly like that fucking vampire, and you were there too. Don't put all the blame for this situation on me. That's too low, even for a coward like you," she said in a haughty tone.

This made the man lose his control. He lunged at her, his hand swinging toward her face, which she effectively dodged as she bent sideways on the sofa. He lost his balance due to the momentum and stepped across the sofa.

While lying, she kicked him in the calves, causing him to groan in pain.

Taking his hand in her left hand, she twisted it backward, wrapping it around his neck as she stood behind him.

"You've gotten rusty, brother," she said with a chuckle.

"And you're overconfident, sister," he said as he put his Glock 17 to her head.

She didn't lose her smile, but her eyes had a cold glint as she released his hand and kicked him in the groin, taking the gun from his hand and pointing it at him.

"Now, now, I shouldn't be this mad. It's not the first time you've decided to play dirty in a fight with me. But pointing a loaded gun at your beautiful sister?" she said with a smirk.

He just lay there on the ground as tears appeared in his eyes. She sighed too and looked at him with a mix of emotions. The arrogance was gone; they were in their most vulnerable state.

"I am sorry, Kate," he said as he took out his phone and called his wife.

"It's okay, Chris. I understand, but don't lose your head. We are family; always remember that," she said as she stood up and walked out of the room.

[Pov end]

[Cedric Diggory's POV]

Supernatural hunters? This is very unsettling. Honestly, this family intrigues me. Using only Muggle ways to hunt vampires and werewolves would be very hard. Even a wizard would need to be skilled to handle a fast-moving target. The recent incompetent DADA professors have only made the students ignorant of what a skilled wizard could achieve with proper training.

But the things they have done are truly evil. They have burnt down towns of innocent people just to kill a vampire or a pack of werewolves. I was angry; I don't remember the last time I got this worked up. Usually, Agustus is the hot-headed one, and I'm the calm one.

"So what are we going to do now?" I asked. The man was more than 50 years old—how old exactly, I didn't know.

The girl, on the other hand, was 20. That's disturbing, but I ignored it. It's none of my business what vampires do in their free time.

"So you study at Hogwarts, I have heard about that school from my fath-" the man paused for few seconds.

"Do you know someone with Drakul as their surname? Maybe a student around your age." He said cutting the previous topic.

Drakul? Drakul!

I pretended to think for few seconds, "I don't remember someone of that name, maybe he is in different house, Hogwarts have four houses and they don't really get along, but why do you ask?" I said with a curious expression on my face.

"Don't lie to me, I can hear your heart beat, you know him don't you!" He said slamming his hand on the floor, I didn't even flinch at that, he won't do anything to me, how? There was fear in their eyes when I told them I was a wizard, it seems years of hunting vampires resulted in generational trauma. Plus I was confident in my ability to fight both of them.

"Calm down Edward!" Said the woman caressing his head.

He calmed down, and lower his head, "I'm sorry for that, that Drakul had captured my father and called my family to his house, and I've heard that Hogwarts doesn't allow Vampires and Werewolves to study, right? The person you tried to lie about is a vampire too, a bloodsucker like us" he said as he looked me in the eyes.

I couldn't help but smirk at his provocation, he thought I would be the same racist shit and tell them everything about him.

"Like you? He's a Noble Vampire, anything but like you. You can't even withstand sunlight without sparkling" I chuckled at the end.

"IT IS DUE TO A CURSE!" he shouted.

"AND I DON'T CARE, if you again try to badmouth my friend, I'll make sure you guys don't get out of here" I threatened them.

He walked towards the corner and sat down, while I was just walking around the room.

"You said you were a wizard. Do you have any means to contact them?" asked the woman who had ignored our argument.

I thought for a way to contact my friends.. letters..

Owls..

Wait, shit.

"Skadi!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

[POV end]

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