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Inside the Hale's loft, Lydia Martin and Scott McCall had brought Deputy Parrish to Derek, whom was with Sabrina, hoping Derek would know what Parrish is, after getting burnt alive.
"He covered you with gasoline?" Sabrina blinks her eyes at the twenty four year old Deputy, him weakly nodding at her, her eyes filled with interest . "And set you on fire?" Parrish awkwardly responded to her. "Yeah..." Sabrina's eyes lit up, a smile formed on her lips. "And you're still alive? This is perfect!"
"So, if i decide to set you on fire you'd come back alive?" Sabrina asks in awe.
Parrish awkwardly looks at Lydia.
"Which she'll not be doing." Lydia sternly says.
"I-i wasn't going to, it's ju-just a question, you know?" Sabrina shrugs.
"Well, i was set on fire! All of me should be gone!" Parrish freaked out.
"Not if you're like us." Scott says.
Parrish weirdly stares at him, then at Sabrina, Derek and Lydia.
"I don't think he's like us." Derek states.
"Then what is he?" Lydia curiously asks.
"Sorry, i don't know." Derek says, obviously confused.
"But, you knew about Jackson and Kira." Scott says to him.
"But, he didn't know about Bree and Rena either, until they showed him." Lydia then states.
"I have never seen anything like her before and now, you're something even more rare." Derek then states.
"I could probably look into bestiary." Sabrina shrugs.
"I'll help." Scott offered.
Lydia and Derek gave the McCall a look.
"Um, if that's okay..." Scott awkwardly says.
"Okay, hold up, rewind, what even is a bestiary?" Parrish confusingly asks. "No, that's not even my first question, are all of you like Lydia? You know–––psychic?"
Derek scoffs amusingly. "Not quite."
"What are you?" Parrish curiously asks.
Derek sighs out, flickering his golden eyes at the man, claws exposed, Parrish staring in surprise, him then looking at Scott, who's head was down, then raised up slowly, showing glowing bright red eyes.
Parrish looks over at the raven haired teenager, her smiling at him. "Don't worry, i don't have these glowing eyes or claws or super senses or super strength, i'm sort of–––here, i'll show you..."
Sabrina stepped forward, her tan hands placed on Parrish's face, her hands glowing a bright red color, soaking up some of his power, the Deputy felt so tired and weak.
"You should sit down or you might faint." Sabrina pulled away.
Parrish automatically falling on a chair behind him, him blinking his eyes at her.
"What are you? Some kind of thing that siphons from someone?" Parrish weakly asks.
Sabrina's eyes lit up with happiness. "Yes! I'm a Siphoner! Oh! You're like the second person to get it right!"
"Your sister? Is she like you?" Parrish curiously asks.
"She's kind of mixed, you know?" Sabrina shrugs.
"I don't know what he is, but, he's like really, really, powerful." Sabrina says.
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