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-2 months later-

3rd Person

Ally opened her eyes and waited for her eyes to adjust to the dark. Then it hit her: she's blind now. Pausing, she tried to hear if anyone was with her in the room. Hearing soft, even breathing, she deduced Mike, her captor, was sleeping.

"Perfect." She thought. "Today is definitely the day I break out."

She ignored her brain telling her she had been telling herself that for the last couple months. She would have to try different methods of escape then she was used to. Her kidnapper used bonds that restrained and cancelled out her magic. From where she stood, it looked like she would have to get dirty and break free on her own.

She was tired of waiting. Escape would be easier if she could see. Her hands and feet were chained to the wall. If she could find something to pick the lock she could be free.

She thought about her family and friends every day. They kept her going even when he cut her and made her blind.

Ally had been gone for two months. She also knew that Mike was planning on silencing her permanently, very soon.

He had taken all her training weapons and all of her communication devices when he had drugged her. She had woken up and he told her not to make any loud noises or else.

Not even speaking she had remained quiet for those two weeks. Even though Mike taunted her, she never spoke or rose to the bait.

She had been locked up so long she had forgotten what freedom was.

Freedom. The feeling of cold night air on your face. Running in an open field. She would get out. Nothing would stop her.

But she was scared out of her mind.

And now that she was blind, he had the upper hand.

Seth's POV

I was sitting at my office in the police precinct, bouncing a ball. This old guy walked in. He didn't look at anyone else; he just walked straight towards my desk.

"Seth Parker?" He asked as he sat down.

I nodded. He was really pale. His hair was mostly brown, but on the edges it was white.

"What can I do for you?" I asked.

He took out a handkerchief and dabbed at his forehead. "I heard that you work for the," He paused and leaned forward. "The Paranormal Department." He whispered the last part.

I leaned in and nodded. "That I do."

"I need you to find my daughter. She was kidnapped two months ago."

"Why are you coming to me now?" I wondered.

"The normal police aren't doing anything." He muttered. "You have to help me. She's my angel."

"I'll get right on it." I stated. "Who do you think took her?"

"The snakes." He stated matter-of-factly.

"Snakes?" I asked.

"The coven of shifters. I think they took Ally."

"Why would you suspect them?"

"Ally and I our pyromancers."

I nearly choked on my coffee when he said Ally. "Ally as in Ally Ren? You're her dad?"

Mr. Ren nodded. "How do you know?"

"I had to question her for another case. A necromancer murdered someone and I had to question all Mages."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Are you a Shifter?"

It is known all throughout the paranormal universe that Mages and Shifters don't get along. They always fight battles and they're the reason we've almost been exposed.

"Okay sir. I'll get right on it." I said as my only answer.

"Thank you." He started crying as he walked out, too distraught to notice that I didn't answer his question.

I looked down at the number in my hand that Mr. Ren had handed me. I called my partner and told him we have a new case to solve that was of top priority.