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Bound by Magic
Ezra“Manual torture,” I announce. “The Killer didn’t use any tools. But if the forensics team didn’t get any prints or anything they must’ve worn gloves.” I put my notebook away. In response to the magic here my own fights against me, forcing me to endure another short slide show of the murder. I squeeze my eyes shut and put my mind on lockdown. In return my magic pushes harder, making me sick to my stomach. I shake my head and leave the scene to catch my breath.
LaniHe tells me it was manual torture and the killer used no tools but if the forensics team didn’t get any prints or anything they must’ve worn gloves. I nod and he squeezes his eyes close before he shakes his head and heads outside.
I follow him out. "You okay, rookie?" I ask touching his shoulder and draw back my head as I feel like I had shocked by lightning. My magic reaches out feeling his even though it was faint.
Ezra“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a headache, that’s all,” I reply vaguely as I lean against the brick of the building. The cool brick calms me a bit, pressing into my temple. Taking a breath I clear my head of all thought and turn to Lani. “Isn’t magic trackable?” I ask. “I’ve heard a person’s magic is like a fingerprint. Unless this user can manipulate their magic shouldn’t we be able to find the bastard?”
LaniHe tells me it is just a headache and asks isn't magic trackable and that a person's magic is like fingerprint. I shake my head a little as I lean against the wall next to him.
"It is possible by it takes time and a lot of magic. Plus if the user has a defense against tracking it won't work." I tell him and sigh. I could do it but it would drain me for a while.
Ezra“Oh.” I sigh and run a hand through my dark hair. Turning to face her, I cross my arms over my chest. “Have they done an autopsy yet on the body?” I ask her. As terrifying as the visions were, i need to see the body. I need to find any other clues that can help us find a possible suspect.
LaniHe sighs and runs his hand through his hair. He asks if they did an autopsy on the body yet. "The file said they were doing it sometime today when they can fit it in." I tell him and sigh.
"We should head back and see if they have finished it yet." I tell him.
Ezra“Right. Let’s go.” Spinning on my head I return to the car and slide back into my seat. Flipping back through my notebook, I look over the observations as well as the information from the visions. Then again comes the familiar tickle. Squeezing my eyes shut I reach up to my ear and push on the iron earring hidden by my hair. Pain stabs the back of my head but I ignore it. (I know iron is more of a Faerie weakness but because they both use magic I would think iron still applies)
LaniHe agrees and walks back to the car with me. He flips through his notebook as he looks over his writing. I drive quietly noticing the flare in his magic and then it disappears once again.
"Why do you suppress it?" I ask out of the blue. "Your magic."
Ezra“I don’t know what you mean,” I reply flatly, going as far as to meet her eyes so she knows the subject is not open for discussion. “Just focus on the road. I rather not die on my first day on the job.” With that i turn away to stare back out the window, looking for something else to focus on.
LaniHe tells me he doesn't know what I mean and meets my eyes with a hard look. He tells me to focus on the road. I stay quiet once again and I drive. Why did he try to suppress it? It's not like it felt he had the magic of a major magic user. Maybe a minor at most. What a strange man.
EzraAs soon as she pulls into a parking spot I hope out of the car and shut the door behind me. I don’t wait for her and head inside, flashing my badge before anyone can stop me. Without a word I’m lead down a couple flights of stairs into the morgue.
LaniHe darts out of the car once I park and I hurry up to follow after him. I make it down to the morgue a few steps behind him and falter as he opens the door. The body is laid out for the autopsy. God the residual magic linger chokes me with it's familiarness.
I gasp for air as my chest tighten. The image of my slaughter parents flashes before my eyes. I sink to the floor in the hallway.
EzraI stop dead in my tracks hearing Lani crumble like that. Whirling on my heel I return to her side and put a hand on her shoulder, slowly helping her back to her feet in spite of the throbbing st my fingertips and my temples. I grit my teeth. God I want to throw up... but I swallow it back and make a note to get another earring.
LaniI feel his hands on me as he helps me get back up to my feet. I grips his arm as I start to breathe a little easier and I feel him magic flaring up again. My own flaring up wanting to match his.
No... he... god he couldn't be my match, could he?
Ezra“You got it now?” I ask her as we near the autopsy table. “If you need to you can lean on me. I don’t mind.” I keep a steady hand on her shoulder while my other is shoved into my pocket. The medical examiner looks at us but I wave it off. “Has cause of death been determined?” I ask.
LaniHe asks me if I got it now as we near the autopsy table. "Yeah, sorry. Must have eaten something bad this morning." I mumble and lean against him a little as I lay eyes on the body.
He asks the medical examiner if the cause of death has been determined.
"Not yet. It is kind of strange honestly. You think the burn marks would have killed him but it seems like he was still alive for those. And there are these scratches like he was clawing at his skin." He says and the vision I had earlier crosses my mind.
My stomach turns and I feel sick to my stomach.
EzraI shudder as I’m hit with another round of slideshows flash behind my eyelids. Nothing very specific—just our victim screaming for his life as he’s tortured slowly. I stagger backwards a step and grip the edge of the table.
LaniHe shudders and staggers backwards, gripping the edge of the table. I swallow hard and tell them we are good for now and to send the autopsy up to my office when they are finished.
I pull him out of there with me and practically collapse against him in the hallway. "You good, rookie?" I ask him.
EzraHer very touch sends my magic pushing through the bonds I’ve created over the years. I recoil to silence my pounding head. “Please. Stop touching me,” the request comes out barely above a whisper. I rub my eyes and take a moment to compose myself again.
What is wrong with me?
LaniHe recoils from me and whispers to stop touching him. He rubs his eyes as I remove my hand and is quiet. My own magic flaring up wanting to reach out to his. Why him. Why did it have to be him.
"You can feel it too, can't you?" I whisper. "Your magic is trying to match and sync with mine... we're a match."
EzraFor a minute I don’t say anything. I frown hearing her say that we’re a match. “No. We aren’t anything,” I reply coldly, stepping away from her, starting for the exit so we can go back to the station.
LaniHe frowns and tells me no we aren't anything. He steps away from me and heads to the exit. What an asshole. I mean I never believed him the whole match thing even though my parents were matches. But still I know he felt it too and he just acted like I was the scum of the earth.
I brush past him without another word. Fine, two can play this game. I plop down at my desk and start to look over the case file before I start to type up a report for the findings at the crime scene.
EzraWhen we’re back at the station I return to my small cubicle and piecing together the beginnings of a profile. I send out an email to the morgue so that when they publish the report they can send it to me as well. All the while though I’m half out of my mind—Lani’s touches earlier was making my magic flare up.
Now it’s not just when she touches me. No matter how much I deny any sort of bullshit bond everything in my head isn’t listening. Nothing is.
LaniI finish up my report and send it to the Captain before I print one to hold onto. This case had me frazzled. The magic coming from the body felt so familiar. Just like that night. Could this killer be the one that killed my parents when I was a child.
And now I have to deal with this bullshit from Ezra denying the match bond. I never wanted to be bond to anyone and now I was stuck with a man who hides his own magic and wants nothing to do with me. Go me.
EzraI’m convinced today is “Let’s annoy Ezra to no end” day. In addition to the profile I’m still working on for the murder case I’m going through the stack left on my desk, but every five minutes someone in my department has to hug me for one reason or another. As if I’m not wound up enough from working with Lani.
LaniThe rest of the day is pretty quiet. Well besides watching everyone mess with Ezra. Sort of a welcome to the station thing. I finish up with my reports and clock out.
Just because I was off duty didn't mean my work was done. Heck it was just starting. I'd change at home real quick and head back out to do some recon in the black magic market district and see what I can dig up about this major magic user.
EzraAfter clocking out I get on my bike and head straight home, determined not to let my magic loose. I park my bike in my building’s garage before taking an elevator up to my place on the 12th floor.
Inside the quiet, i kick off my boots and check out my ears—mainly looking for room for another iron implement. Fuck. One more and I’d be worth a whole cent. Chewing on the inside of my cheek I shove my feet back into some shoes, get in some street clothes, and go to find something else to hold it back.
Maybe Raina has something in her shop.
LaniI get up to my apartment on the 12th floor and grab a quick shower before I change into my alter look. My hair turns white, my eyes slightly pink and my clothes scream magic user in a sexy way.
With that finished I was ready to go. I head out my place and head back to the elevator. My eyes widen as I see Ezra walking that way as well. Shit he must live here too. Hopefully he won't realize it is me.
EzraIf it weren’t for the massive wave of magic smacking me in the face I wouldn’t have had noticed the woman waiting for an elevator too. As a gentleman I hold the door open for her and step in. I wouldn’t have recognized her if it weren’t for the flare in my own magic. I stagger back a step. “Fuck, woman!” I hiss, looking up to see her altered appearance. “Are you following me?”
LaniHe holds the elevator door for me and then I step him. He staggers as he hiss fuck woman and then asks if I am following. Dammit he recognized me. I roll my eyes as I look at him. "I've lived in this building for the past five years. I should be asking you that, rookie." I fire back.
I hit the ground floor and cross my eyes. "Don't ask why I look like this right now and don't mention it to anyone." I say with a hard glare.
Ezra“It’s not like I was going to, anyway. We’re both off the clock—it doesn’t matter what we do. As long as you will stop showing up behind me,” I huff like a child, storming out of the elevator as soon as the doors open. Then I catch the 8oclock bus heading closer downtown, planning out my night carefully
LaniHe huffs like a child and tells me he wasn't going to ask and we are both off the clock so it doesn't matter what we do. He storms out and I roll my eyes thinking he was such a jerk.
I take the same bus as him downtown and sit towards the back as far away from him as possibly. I swear of all the people I had to get stuck with.
EzraI frown as she follows me into the bus. Just four stops later in the heart of downtown I hop off the bus and make my way through a series of alleyways to Raina’s small, more-than-shady curio/artifact shop—just a small hole in the wall between a bar and a strip club.
I walk in expecting the usual evening horde of fake psychics and wanna-be magic users but am blessed with only the faint folksy music over the radio. I find my friend at the glass counter writing in a notebook. “Hey, Rainy Day,” I say with a smile.
She looks up, her black pixie cut nice and clean instead of her normal disheveled look. She smiles. “Hey, soldier boy. Haven’t seen you in a while.”
“Haven’t seen this place this empty since before Harry Potter came out,” I crack a smile.
She sighs. “Yeah. Since the murder no one wants any association with magic. So what brings you in?”
“You got anything stronger than iron earrings?”
LaniHe gets off at the same stop as me but goes into some shady looking shop. What the hell could he need from there. I shake my head, none of my business. I head over the strip club, slipping inside.
It run by a guy who knows things and is willing to sell information for a price. I figured he would know better then anyone about this murder and who was behind it.
EzraShe sighs. “Izzie, why are you doing this to yourself? It’s just going to get worse for you if you keep fighting it.”
“I’ve told you before. I’m not saying it again,” I answer coolly.
Her cold green eyes meet mine. “Izzie. You are the definition of self destruction. I’m not helping you with this until you finally learn to let go and embrace it.”
“I’m not letting anything go anytime soon,” I argue with her. She stands up behind the counter.
“What’s the matter with you? Right passed Playful and straight to stubborn.” She puts her hands on her hips.
“Nothing.” With that I spin in my heel and leave before she can call me back. I need a drink.
LaniI scoff at the strip club looking at the men drooling over half dressed women. I make my way to a back booth and find Sebastian.
"Mystic, love. Good to see you again." He purrs sipping a drink with his other arm wrapped around a girl.
"Good to see you." I say with a nod and slide into the booth. "I need information on a magic user who has killed someone recently." I tell him.
"Hmm well I might know something about that." He purrs. "But you know it will cost you, love."
EzraI walk into the nearest bar, flashing my If and breezing past the bouncer easily. I squeeze through the bursting crowds to find an open stool at the bar. Slamming a couple bills on the bar I order some shots to keep my mind off the magic bubbling dangerously close to the surface.
LaniI sigh as I leave the strip club. I had trade up several favors to get the information. Hopefully they won't come back to bite me in the ass.
I roll my eyes as some drunk idiot stumbles into me. "Hey pretty lady." He slurs and I push him away as he tries to grope me.
"Get lost." I snarl at him.
EzraI leave the bar about an hour later, barely buzzed and still fidgety. I shove my hands in my pockets and make a start back to the bus station when I hear familiar voice. Peeking round the corner I find Lani getting harassed by some drunk. I step in, tapping his shoulder. “Move it along, buddy,” I say, jerking her back out of his grasp with an arm around her shoulders.
Ge looks at me with beady eyes, staggering forward. Meeting him I shove him back—hard. He stumbles again in the dark and cocks his head. “What’s yo deal? I’m just trynna give the lady a compliment,” he slurs.
I roll my eyes. “Don’t give one with your hands, asswipe. That’s what your mouth flaps are for.” His eyes narrow.
He charges.
Muscles tense and ready I meet him in the middle and shove against his chest once more. He pushes back though and lands a punch to my gut, but I don’t falter. Gritting my teeth I grab his wrist and twist it. He shouts and starts kicking.
His knee knocks into my hip. I waver only a moment but that’s all it takes for him to pin me against the brick. My vision blurs from the impact. another punch gets my temple. My head snaps back and I struggle to block his attack. Beneath the surface my magic flares up again. I can’t hold back anymore.
Before I know it one word slips my lips.
One word to send him begging for mercy.
LaniI feel my magic flare and he chimes in telling the drunk to move on. He jerks me back against him with an arm around my shoulder. He argues with the man who was trying to grope me and the two get into a fight over it.
"Stop." I say as he pins the man to the brick. I wince as the guy gets in a few good punches. Some thing shifts and the man starts to beg for mercy. "Erza stop." I say griping his arm and gasp feeling his magic fully. It practically drops me to my knees as my own reaches out to his.
"Let him go... please." I say quietly trying to stop this from getting any worse.
EzraMy magic swells at her touch, but quickly calms. I suck in a sharp breath and release the man from whatever hold I had on him. He staggers backwards, his face white as a sheet, and spine on his heel as he bolts back down the alley. I slump against the brick. My head throbs with a dull ache. Blinking my vision back into focus I look over to find Lani still clutching my arm.
LaniHe sucks in a sharp breath and releases the man. The drunk staggers backward, face as white as a sheet before he takes of down the alley. I feel Ezra slump and I watch as he blinks a little before looking at me.
"You okay?" I ask him softly still holding onto his arm in case he decided to pass out on me. "Seriously, do you want me to call you a cab or something to get you home?" I add.
My magic crashing at falling. It would spike and then be soothed by his. Almost like an exchange. There was not doubting that he was my match regardless if he wanted to fight and say I was nothing to him.
Ezra“No. I’m fine. Just give me a sec.” I end up sliding down the wall until I’m sitting on the ground with my back to it. I close my eyes a minute and run them. For a second I consider calling Rain but in the end I decide against it. We both still need some time to cool off.
LaniHe tells me he is fine and to give him a second. He ends up sliding down the wall until he is sitting there. I sit down next to him as he closes his eyes and rubs them.
"Thanks... for that. I mean I could have handled it myself but thanks for butting in." I say as I lean back against the wall sitting there with him. I am quiet for a bit.
"What do you hate magic?" I ask him out of the blue.
Ezra“It’s not normal. At least that’s what I’ve been told,” I murmur sleepily. Every couple minutes my magic flickers again like a candle flame but nothing compared to before. I close my eyes again and lay my head on the wall. Exhaustion settles over my like a lead blanket. I yawn. Glancing over at her I sigh. I’m too tired to fight anymore.
LaniHe murmurs to me it is not normal at least what he has heard. His eyes start to close again and he lays his head against the wall. He yawns and glances over at me with a sigh.
"Alright, you are getting a cab home." I tell him and stand up. "I'm not letting you sleep in an alley way." I grab his arm and start lift him up a little. I mean I was pretty strong for a girl so I think I could at least get him up right.
EzraI brace myself on the wall as Lani helps me to my feet. She helps me to the bus stop, and from there I just take a seat on the bench and open up the Lyft app. “Thanks,” I murmur to her, “for helping me... even though I say stupid shit earlier...”
LaniHe braces himself against the wall and I help get him to the bus stop. He takes a seat and clicks things on his phone as he murmurs thanks for helping him even though her said some stupid shit earlier.
"No problem. You are my partner at the moment so I couldn't just leave you there." I say with a shrug. "It's fine. I get it. You don't like magic or me. We'll finish the case and then we can go our separate ways."
Ezra“Easier said than done.” I grunt as a cab pulls up to the curb a couple minutes later. I take slow steps so I don’t fall over as I slid into the backseat and give the driver my address. Before I close I door I nod to Lani. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night Lani.”
"Yeah, I'm good." I tell him and glance over at him as he writes in a notebook. "Figure anything out?" I ask him as I stand up and brush my hands off on my jeans.