Set fire to the rain (Open)

The badness of being sixteen years old; you have to wait in the car. It wasn't like she looked it, she could probably slip in for a little while. Xzavier had gone in to talk to some demonic connection or something and Lana stayed in the car like a good little defensless puppy. Her earsphones were in, a nice long coat covered her for warmth and the smell of burning was caught in her nose. She just had to be patient. Wait! Burning! With the scent, she looked around herself. There wasn't exactly any smoke around, only darkness. But then she turned and found it, smoke coming from a slightly open window of the car near her. Apart of her wanted to just stay in the car until Xzavier came back but that would be extremely pathetic. Opening the door, her long light brown coat dangling by her white pants and black heals, she shut it and looked at the car. Smoke whistled out, but it wasn't just smoke. Something - really weird was burning.

Getting to the car, she tried to look through the window but it was either covered in soot or highly tinted. Damn Lana! She went on gut reaction and opened the door. Swinging it open, she screamed almost instantly. A hand hung out of the door, a body with blood running through cracks of charcoal over his body. She screamed loud, a hand to her mouth as she ran towards the club. There were bouncers but luckily she was small enough to dart in between them as they yelled after her. Once in, she inspected for a moment before seeing the bar and running to it. ''Hey! There is a guy that has been murdered in a carpark. He is burnt all over his body''. She didn't cry. She was a bit too exhilirated right now. But she yelled this to the bartender; and didn't look to enthused.

''Can you call 911?''. She yelled over the music, feeling a bit light headed actually. Where was Xzavier? She wondered if he knew, but then Lana looked to the bartender and reached and grabbed her by her hand. ''I'll show you it!''. She said, feeling kind of alone and scared at the moment. Ironic when your in a club. She was only going to get worse though. Because Lana had no idea what so ever that this bartender was a demon, and had killed that man. A little bit awkies, right?

Her heart was pounding like a hammer. A sledge hammer, like Thor's. She was freaking out and it wasn't like it was her first dead body. But this was horrible. The guys entire body was engulfed with charcoal, blood leaking from the lack of covering. She was tearing slightly, breathing heavily as she followed the bartender who was surprisingly calm. It wasn't natural; it had to be a demon. Vampire's could do a lot but burning someone alive, no. A demon could do anything, so she moved across the parking lot with the woman as she wanted to check it out. She asked her if she had seen what happened. Thank god she didn't, and it kinda sucked that she didn't too. It was good because she wouldn't be scarred, but she would have been able to ID the demon to Xzavier. Speaking of...

"Uh - no. No I didn't. But my cousin can help, he is inside somewhere. He kinda - knows how to solve things like this. But who would do this?". She asked as she moved towards the car. The door was still ajar and she was meeted by the smell of the burning flesh again. Looking in, she looked for a split second before moving away, getting out her cellphone. Whatever did this would pay! She didn't like getting involved in this stuff, but she would make sure that she would help the Brothers kill whatever did this to that man. He called Xzavier to find where he was, and he picked up. She couldn't keep her voice down, and it would seem strange she would call her cousin before calling the cops but Xzavier would be more help here then the authorities.

"Xzavier! Um - I found a dead guy in the carpark. No, no I didn't see what did it. I'm going to call the cops but get out here. Whatever did this couldn't be too far away". She spoke into the phone as she kept her back turned to the woman. She wasn't quiet, and a bit distraught, but she wasn't taking into consideration that she probably sounded crazy at the moment. Would the tender care though?

Lowering the phone, Lana wrapped her arms around her as she glanced at the body. She finched as she looked at it, and the blood flooded from his eyes. It was horrible, and it wasn't right. Lana kind of wanted to find what did it and stop it, but what could she do? Surprise it by disappearing in pretty lights. She had to be practical and not proud in this situation, so she was up for calling the cops. The bartender theorized about some pyromaniac in the city. It wasn't it, she knew what it was but he mouth was shut. Looking to the woman, she shook worriedly as she pondered. "Well, I guess we should call the cops then, right?". She didn't smile, but just rose her hand again. Slowly, she punched in the three digits that someone would think would make everything better, but it wouldn't. It was really time for an Evans family meeting.

Putting the phone to her ear as she pondered, she looked down. It was then that she saw it, and it explained everything. This woman was far too calm, and seemed to really react to the body. Some would say over react. Now in front of her was evidence on the woman's arm; soot. A charcoal-like smudge on her forearm. The girl hadn't touched the body, and Lana actually checked her hand that she opened the door with just in case their was soot on the handle. Nothing. It was this bartender, and the hunter logic inside her popped. It made so much sense now. The operator rang in her ears as she stared down. "911, what's you emergency?". Looking slowly up to the girl, after a second she replied. "There - There's a body in LA Fever carpark..... And a suspect". Lana said as she hung up, lowering the phone as she glared at the woman.

"It was a nice ploy, I must say. A little mistake that you failed to clean up. Sloppy hunny, just sloppy". Lana said as she glared at the woman, a smirk on her face. She might regret this, but Lana then clenched her fist and swung it at the girl. A right hook from a sixteen year old fairy was being sent at the girls face. See, this was where being a fairy came in handy. You have no problem at the bottom of the pyramid and being a potential hunter, she had some brute strength to work with. Basically being a fairy gave Lana enhanced strength, so this would help since she was chucking a punch at a vampire, or witch, or demon, or whatever she was.

As she lowered her arm, she wasn't sure if it was something she would regret. The small figment of 'hunter' in her mind told her to hit her again, but the 'fairy' in her told her that she was in deep shit now. Hitting a demon or whatever she was, no matter how much she deserved it was a big no-no for Lana. She wasn't like other hunters, no, she had special powers. But if these powers can go up against something like this is to be determined. Right now the odds weren't on her side because she had phased the woman but that's it. Who knew what she had under her sleeve besides soot marks? ''So burning people alive? That's your thing. You - my sweetie - are one very sick puppy''. She smirked as she took a step back, her fist up and ready. If only she knew how to properly use them then she would have a bit or luck. Right now, she had glistening against what seemed to be a pyromaniac she-demon. How much fun does that sound?

Then from the woman's hands, sprouted a huge flame. It grew as she taunted Lana, and Lana's hands dropped as she took a step back. Wow, it really was fire. Couldn't be a fun devil's touch or anything? She wanted to taunt the girl back, try and show her she wasn't scared. But then she probably really would kill her. Lana literally gulped and saw the flame got shot towards her. A gasp escaped her mouth in fear as she threw up her arms to protect herself, but then she felt it. The warmth coming from her, pink light radiated from her chest as she then disappeared in rays of pure pink light. The flames smothered nothing as Lana found herself now behind the demon, her arms still up. It was then she realized she was alive, and thanked god she was a fairy.

Trying to be quick on her thinking, she gripped the shoulders of the woman from behind. This had better work, otherwise the next time a cloud of fire was shot at her face; she might not be so lucky. With a grip, she grunted as she ripped the woman from behind, intending to swing her onto the bonnet of the car holding the burnt remains. She really, really hoped it worked now. Otherwise she wouldn't get out of this. I know what you're thinking, why not just glisten away? Lana was considering it but if she didn't stop this demon then who would. What if she just went and killed someone else. She couldn't let it happen as after her attempt of swinging, she spun and tried to put distance between her and the girl, her hair whiping as she faced her again. To put distance between them or not was something to be considered. Closer the chick could knock her brains out, the further is where a long-range fire attack could come in. She just hoped she could glisten fast enough.

Looking at the girl as she toppled over the car, Lana faced her once again with anger in her mind. She was okay, and she was going to be. She had the upperhand and she was an Evans right? Kicking ass and taking names was in the blood. Though that really didn't explain her brothers then. She stood strong, her blonde hair licking in the wind as she glared towards her. It was a matter of what to do. Fight or run? It ran through her mind and if she ran, then all of the demon world would know that the Evan's boys' little cousin is a fairy, and she wasn't ready to die. She had to do something otherwise she would never be safe, and the dent on the bonnet of the car showed that she could do something to her. As Lana went to step forwards, fire sproated from the pavement. It wasn't a candle light this chick dealt with. It was like invisible dragons shooting flames around Lana, just not touching her though. Like it was rounding her up.

She spun, looking as patches of gravel and cars lit on fire, she looked back to the woman. Why was she trying to encage her and not kill her? It made no sense and just a minute ago she tried to deep fry her. She just had to be strong, and looking at the girl she knew that kicking her ass was definitely going to make her night. ''Here we go....''. Charging forwards, she sprinted towards the car and leapt. Her foot hit the trunk of the car and shot towards the demon. She spun in the air and found her foot swinging towards her face as she fell through the air. Three years with the Detroit Fairies has definitely paid off but she wasn't cheering, she was hunting. And she kind of liked it.