Falling for the weasel

Wisty

So here we were again, saving a few hundred kids from the N.O. Only something was different this time? We were losing! How could this be happening? Whit and I are fighting an uphill battle and knew it. Worse there was nothing we could do about it. Whit and I am the most powerful witch and wizard due the world had ever seen. There was nothing the N.O feared more than us. And yet they were still winning. How? But there was no time to think about that now; we had to find a way out. And sure enough there it was, the only escape a portal right behind the one who is the one...great! I was exhausted but I knew what I had to do, and Whit wasn't going to like it. I had to use the little remaining energy I had to create a distraction big enough to allow Whit and the others to escape. It was not going to be easy but it had to be done. And just like that I was on fire again. I have to admit this fire thing had to be my favour of all my powers. An instant fear hit the one who is supposed to be the one. He knew that fire was always my last resort and that even I could not control it. No one ever stood a chance against me when I was in this state. Unfortunately Whit knew this as well, and he knew just how much energy it took out of me. He also knew that I would only be able to keep the flames going for another minute or two. He had to work fast, getting a few hundred kids throw a single portal in two minutes was no easy task. But somehow he did it. Just as the last kid was safe he turned around to get me. But it was too late I had already collapsed, conscious yes, able to move no. The one was already turning around to get Whit as well. With the last tiny bit of strength left in me I somehow found the energy to tell Whit to go. He didn't want to, in fact we had our largest fight ever over it, but in the end he knew it was the only thing he could do.

So there I was, just lying there with the supposed one, and would you believe it. No you probably wouldn't. Byron Swain steps throw the portal to my rescue. I don't know if this was an act of pure bravely or stupidly. I sort of blacked out here so I have no idea how the weasel stopped the one but somehow he did. The next thing I remember was the weasel carrying me threw the portal. He had just saved my life. But something went wrong after that, horribly wrong. We ended up in a dimly lit room alone. As he sat me down on the floor to rest I saw something in him. Something nice, something I liked about him. Actually to be completely honest with you this wasn't the first time I felt like this. It was a horrible feeling. It gets worse than that. He then leaned in to kiss me...AHHH at this point I wished I was back fighting with the one rather than being here with the weasel. But the worst was yet to come. I kissed him back... and I liked it. I couldn't believe it I was falling for the tattling weasel thing that had once tried to kill us. I liked Bryon Swain.