Alex quickly crouched down and scooped up the wand, tucking it away in one of the pockets of her uniform and grabbing her own wand. She flicked it and it faded back into its normal appearance as she pointed it at the wizard, “What should I do to him? Oblivious curse? Make his memory of this vanish and he can return to his normal life?”
"Whatever you think is best," he said, keeping the gun trained on the individual.
"You should shoot yourself with that gun right now," the wizard continued. "You killed one of the Brotherhood. For that, we will have revenge."
“You should shut your mouth,” Alex replied sharply, flicking her wand and muttering softly, “Oblivate.” Immediately the individual got a very confused look on his face, looking at the two of them and then around.
“Where am I? What’s going on?” The wizard asked, quickly being answered by Alex as she lowered her wand and motioned for Slate to lower his gun.
“We were just protecting you, there was a dangerous individual here. Now, boss told me to tell you that you’re fired. Sorry.”
Slate frowned, slipping the gun back into his waistband.
"W-wha?" the man asked, staring at Alex with wide eyes. "Why? What have I done?"
Slate gave Alex a look like what now?"
She shrugged, “He didn’t tell me any reasons, just said that you’re fired and free to go.” Clapping him on the back she sighed and shrugged, “Sorry buddy, hope life goes good for you.” Alex flashed a grin at Slate and waited for the wizard to leave, seeming very casual and comfortable with what they just did.
The wizard squinted his eyes at the two of them. "I've never seen you two before. And where is my wand?"
Slate decided that enough was enough and just sucker-punched the man in the jaw, knocking him out before he hit the floor.
"Ow, that fucker had a hard face!" Slate grumbled, shaking his right hand with a wince.
“I’m not around much and he’s a new recruit,” She tried to explain before Slate knocked him out. Alex scowled at him and shook her head, tucking the guys wand into his hand, “I was handling things, Mr. Isaac. Let me do my job, and no more knocking people out without telling me.” Now she had to figure out what to do with the unconscious wizard, and where to put him so he wouldn’t know where they were.
Slate didn't seem to listen to her, stepping over the man and walking back into his home. About 15 minutes later, he came back out with a black duffel bag thrown over his shoulder.
"Don't worry about him," he told her, nudging the guy with his foot to make sure he was out for real. "I'd be surprised if he woke up remembering anything. I didn't pull that punch. Besides, we're not staying here any longer."
She just watched as he walked back into the apartment, deciding with a shrug to take the guys wand with as well. It technically wouldn’t work very well for her since she didn’t disarm him and claim the wand for her own, but it wouldn’t hurt to bring it with. Alex open one of her pockets and dropped it in, only the top sticking out.
“Where are you going now?” She asked as he came back out, puzzled when he had a bag with, “You’re leaving this place?”
"They obviously have my address, and quite frankly, I need some sleep. It's been a couple of days." He walked over to his truck and tossed the duffel bag into the back, unafraid of it falling out while driving. "Are you coming with?"
Alex sighed and shrugged, “I guess I am.” She strode over to the truck and looked back at the guy and house before shaking her head, “Do you know where you’re going?” He seemed to be just picking up and leaving with no plan in mind, though she couldn’t say she wouldn’t do the same in his situation. At least she would’ve planed a little more, made a never ending bag for her stuff and then left.
"I got a place, yeah," he said cryptically, hopping into the driver's seat and slamming the door. "Ever since I was attacked, I had my essential shit packed, along with a few extra surprises."
He started the vehicle and shifted out of park into neutral, holding the truck in place with the brake as he waited for her to get in.
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She raised an eyebrow as she got in, closing the door much more gently than he did before buckling up, “Do I need to be worried about these surprise?” Alex settles into the seat, not fully trusting Slate to not crash into anything. He seemed very paranoid and jumpy at the moment, but that was probably from the fact that he was being hunted down by wizards.
"Depends on if you plan on trying to kill me," he said, shifting into Drive and pulling out of the driveway.
After about 15 minutes of silence in the cab, he glanced over at her and said, "The surprise is a shotgun," as if it was supposed to put her at ease.
“I’m here to protect you, not to kill you,” She replied, looking over at him. Eventually she started daydreaming though, rolling up the sleeves of her suit-like uniform and running a hand over a smaller version of the Slytherin snake and shield right below the crook of her elbow. It was her house she was put in when she was a student, and any of her fellow workers that saw it always looked at her differently after seeing it. “Another one of your magic explosive things?” She asked, only vaguely knowing what a shotgun was.
Even in the situation they were in, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Wait, you think my gun is magic?" he asked, unable to hide a stupid grin. "Listen, if I knew how to do magic, I'd poof myself the fuck outta here and into some foreign land where no one could rat me out 'cause no one spoke English."
Alex scowled, “I never cared to learn much about the muggle inventions like your gun, they seem too complicated.” She rolled her eyes and tugged her sleeves back down, looking out the window, “Also, you don’t poof yourself anywhere, it’s called apparating, and it takes years of training to get the hang of. I know from experience.”
"I'm guessin you were born into a wizard family?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the road.
All he wore was a tank top, a pair of faded jeans, and, funnily enough, cowboy boots, making him look like a modern day cowboy.
“Yes,” She replied, looking out the window again and resting her hand on the handle of her wand to give herself something to do, “Both my mother and father were wizards, though my mother was like your brother, born into a muggle family but with magic in her.” She was wearing a very deep blue suit that looked black, though it was more loose fitting and easy to move around in. Her white undershirt and matching deep blue shoes made them look like quite the crew together.
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"So you've never experienced anything outside of the wizarding world?" he asked, sounding like he had something in mind.
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She shrugged, “I’ve interacted with people like you obviously, but otherwise..no.” The muggle world wasn’t her fathers favorite thing, he preferred for her to focus on studies and excel rather than learn somewhat useless things about the muggle world. “The only other time I’ve spent out in this world is when I was learning how to act to blend in for this case.”
"Well, then, we're taking a detour," he said, turning on the left-hand blinker and slowing down. "And see how good this acting is."
After another 30 minutes of driving, Slate pulled into a gravel parking lot in front of what looked like an old warehouse. It was difficult to find a parking space from the amount of vehicles packed as close as sardines. He found one all the way in the back and put the truck in park, turning off the engine.