Lazarus sat inside an interrogation room at the police station. His arms were bound in handcuffs linked to a silver reflective table.
The walls were a muddy Grey color. There were no windows, and only one source of light that was dangling above his head.
On the right of him was a a half-silver mirror and behind that door were the two police officers and a woman.
She was a beautiful woman had cinnamon brown skin her hair seemed to be a straightblack hair was tied in a singular braid . Her eyes beautiful yet strange as they seemed to be of pure white light. Her body while modest still displayed curves with wide hips, thich thighs and slender arms. She wore wore a black sweater vest and black cargo pants and black boots. On one of her ears was a feather earring.
On her chest was a name tag.
'Nova Sakari'
Lazarus let out a sigh of boredom.
"Well, got anything out of him?" Nova said as she pulled out a cigarette and placed it between her lips and lit it. She took a deep inhale of the toxic fumes and released a puff of smoke.
Officer Randle spoke. "Well, nothing much as he alibi does check out. He was with his friends the campus twins Cassandra and Lason Bloodfire. But there are some who say the last they saw him and Maxwell together they had a heated conversation."
He finished as he flipped through the report he was given. Meanwhile officer Denise was sitting on a chair in deep contemplation as he looked at Lazarus through the glass.
"How sure are we it's him anyways?" He questioned to the other two.
"I mean what-if this is just a farce and the Hawkins are just using this to frame an innocent child, and while, yes he does have motive he doesn't strike me as someone who'd kill somone unless it was in self-defense" officer Randle gave him comment to the question.
"I'm going in there." Nova spoke as she let'out another cloud of smoke.
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Back at the campus ground with Cassandra and Lason. They walked down the halls with rushed footsteps rushing into the campus library.
They pushed the doors open and entered the quit hall. They scattered their eyes around looking for a the person Laz said to go to.
Lason and Cassandra stared at each-other for a brief moment, but with just a glance they had an entire conversation.
They walked into a dark passage way and as they did they saw someone they didn't want to me so soon.
"Y'know, seeing you guys this soon was kinda out of my expectations." A voice thats was as sweet as honey rangout.
As they looked infront of them, a small ripple acured like a rock being thrown in the water. As it stopped
Astra sat on a large fluffy sofa with a book in her hand and a black cat in her lap. "So may I ask what the Bloodfires need from little old me?" She closed her book and met their eyes, and they met her's back.
Lason walked over as he did he turned the his the ring he had on his finger and three itmes fell out
The first item was a jar that contained a white powdery substance, the second being a wispy white orb and the last was a entire briefcase full of money.
Astra kept a calm expression on her face but a small smile seemed show through the cracks. "Soo... you've come to purchase my services is that it? She questioned with a teasing tone.
Lason spoke before his sister lets out one of her famous fiery outbursts. "Look we need you to recreated a human body, and place the soul of said person back in the body. So my question is can you do it?"
Lason looked at Astra who had a gobsmacked expression on her face as if to say 'are you on something' as she place the cat down and snapped her fingers and the room they were inside was covered in a spatial barrier.
"I'm sorry, but what? Why in the seven hells do you need that, also why come to me?" She exclaimed as she looked at the twins
"Aren't you a powerful witch, shouldn't this be easy for you?" Cassandra questioned.
Astra rubbed between her eyes and let out a sigh." Firstly sweet-cheeks, my magic is star-magic and last i check it wasn'tspecializesin creating something, second to create a body out of whatever that powder is you'd need someone who specializes in transmutation.. and for the soul transfer you'd need someone who specializes in necromacy." She took a small breath and continued
What Astra was saying made sense, as while witches can use magic it's most witches specialize in certain magical area's. This could be because it's their talent or where the skills-set center's around.
Astra's specialize is Star/spacial-magic so her magical abilities will allow her to manipulate space around her or her opponent's, shoot stars, fly and etc.
But there are witches who can have more than one magical attribute but they aren't the best at any of them,but they are considered the most versatile among the witches.
"Who are you even trying to revive?"
Lason hesitated to speak the name of the person but he spoke it even though he knew it was a bad idea. "Maxwell.. we need you to recreate Maxwell's body and place his soul back in it."
"She looked at them with a drool and tired look. "Why exactly should I help revive that little shit-stain, I'm glad he's dead. One less spoiled rich kid to deal with." She said as she summon a soda can in her hands.
"Than what would you call us?" Cassandra said in a questioning tone. "I mean our families are rich and we haven't ever had to struggle much for things, so what makes us different?"
Astra looked at her with a small sultry smile that spread across her lips. Which caused Cass to blush.
" Yes, I won't deny that we've been spoiled but here's the thing we've earned it. She took a sip from her drink.
"Unlike Maxwell who's been handed everything on a silver platter we all have been through the ringer, due to our parents training us. Even your friend the cute vampire boy has struggled to get food, shelter, and clothing and knows life won't just hand you anything you have to earn it."
She looked at the twins who still had blank expression on their faces but she could see the desperation.
"Here's yhe deal I know someone who can help you recreate a body but the soul placements is going to be har-" before she finished the twins turned their heads and let out one word.
"Laz."