silentiumxamoris:
@fleche liked for a Alexander starter
“Look, I’m not asking. I’m telling you,” Alex said sternly, shoving the last bit of his clothes into the bag he’d always had lying around just in case. “She needs me and I’m going after her. I’m bringing my sister home.” Annette had called sobbing she was scared and alone after things where she was had fallen through.
“At least let me go with you,” Ama said finally, a small frown on her lips. “I mean, come on. If she’s in danger, I could be a huge help,” she’d been open with him about her past, about what she was and who she was. There were about a thousand different weapons sitting above their heads in the attic as they spoke. She didn’t like the idea of Alex getting hurt.














