3 times a charm

Don Juan reject

So all I wanted to do was drive around in my new beast of a car....It was too simple....I'm currently stuck in an unknown area waiting for my Dad to stop laughing on the phone, cause I ran out of fuel

"Dad! It's not funny" I growl at him "Can someone please pick me up or something?" He continues to laugh "Dad! Come on! Please!"

"I'm sorry....baby girl....why?....why?....oh my god" He splutters between laughter

"You know what? Forget about it, I'll find my own way home" I hang up and huff in frustration

I look around me and notice I'm in a little town, it's a bit run down though. With all the technology, I wonder why no money is coming to this community?

"Hello dear" I turn to the voice to see an elderly woman being guided by a beast of a man "Having a little trouble?" She asks

"Uh....you could say that" I nervously laugh

"What seems to be the trouble?" The beast of a man asks

"I uh....ran out of fuel"

"Oh dear" The woman comments "That is a problem"

"Yeah" I sigh "I should've looked at the gauge before I went anywhere"

"Did you call for help?" She asks softly

"I called my Dad but he just kept laughing so I got fed up and disconnected the call"

"Fathers have the worst sense of humors" She giggles "May we help?"

"I wouldn't want to impose" I tell her

"Oh you wouldn't be, as long as you don't mind being helped by a hybrid"

"Hybrid?" Why would I worry about a hybrid? She walks closer to me and I get a better look at her. She's your typical, loving looking Nan with one difference....her eyes are pitch black, no whites what so ever

"My mother was a witch and her mate, my father, was a demon" My breath catches in my throat for a second however, I've always been the type not to judge others by what you've heard, but by how they treat you

I give her a genuine smile "I have no problem with that at all ma'am. I would greatly appreciate some help"

She returns my smile and gently lays a hand on the man that's with her "I think I can show her son"

"But Mum...." He protests

"It's okay. Maybe our time has come for change my boy" He looks at me and then his Mum, he looks at me again and sighs

"Okay Mum, if you're sure" He says

"I am" She smiles "We are in the presence of the Savior. If she cannot help us, no one can" Why would they need help?

Her son let's her go and stands back a bit. That purple glow appears along with the windless breeze and suddenly, the elderly woman transform into and very beautiful young lady with long white hair. Her skin is flawless, pale with no blemishes. She looks to be about early to mid 20s. Her knitted jumper and long skirt is replaced by a leather jacket, silk white shirt, blue jeans and killer boots

"Wow" I gasp

"That's so much better" She breaths shaking out her shoulders "Apologise for the deception but you can't be too careful around here"

"Okay?"

"Forgive me, my name is Delemy and this is my son Titus"

"Hi, I'm Waima" I greet

"Oh we know" She chuckles

"I guess you do" I chuckle as well "If I may....what do you mean, help you?"