Deviation: the ability to return attacks back to where they came.

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This chapter and next one is sort of a filler !!!

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S.E // The 7th Supreme

"I can't pick," I pouted, tugging on one of my braids and walking past an array of formal dresses I had in my walk-in closet.

"What is this for again?" Rowena questioned, approaching me, crossing her arms over her chest.

"The Dean, Cathy, is having her fortieth birthday bash at The Ritz-Carlton. So, she invited a couple of the professors at uni-"

"Including Harry?" Rowena arched a brow at me.

"And Maximus," I smirked at her, making her roll her eyes at me and shuffle through the dresses. "Has he asked you to go with him?"

"He did," she murmured lowly, making my jaw drop, hand darting up to smack her arm. "Ow!"

"Why didn't you tell me?" I demanded in a shrill voice, making her hold her hands up defense.

"I was going to eventually!" she defended herself.

"When did he ask you?" I questioned, making her bite her lip.

"While I was waiting for you outside uni, he came up to me and asked me," she said briefly, again, triggering my smirk causing her to roll my eyes. "We're not serious."

"Bullshit," I scoffed. "He clearly likes you."

"Yes Sage, 'likes' nothing more than that," she said firmly, making me shrug.

"Hey, I was just like that with Harry: in denial."

"I am not in denial!"

"Harry tells me a lot about how Maximus is completely different around you," I said out loud while pushing back a couple of dresses on the hangers, studying a silk champagne/blush colored dress that reached the floor.

"He does?" Rowena asked eagerly, making me chuckle lightly under my breath.

"Yeah, it kind of excites him to see his cold-hearted, older brother have someone who means a lot to him," I hummed in response, grabbing the dress and holding it against my body as I looked in the mirror. "How's this?"

"It's gorgeous," Rowena immediately commented with a soft smile, making me grin back at her in thanks. "And he's not cold-hearted."

"Not with you he isn't apparently," I winked at her, making her bite the inside of her cheek, trying to hide a smile. "I'm gonna try this on," I said, before contemplating on whether or not to send a picture to Harry of me in it.

"Don't send him pictures of you wearing that," Rowena immediately said, reading my mind. "Make it a surprise."

"I like that sound of that," I nodded with a smirk, before turning to face Rowena. "What dress are you going to wear?"

"Haven't decided yet," she responded, exiting the closet and flopping down onto the bed.

"Rowena! It's tonight!"

"I know! I just can't be bothered to put effort into looking presentable tonight," she said in a bored tone, playing with a loose string on her flannel as I chuckled to myself.

Rowena was a tomboy when she was a child, and her habits seemed to have stuck with her as she grew up. She was effortlessly beautiful, with her face always free of make-up, dressed up in flannels, leather jackets and ripped jeans. I was somewhat the opposite, obsessed with make up and dressing up, yet I did have my times where I'd jeans and vans more comfortable than skirts and high heels.

"Do it for Max," I urged her. "Oh please, Rowena let me do your make up!"

"Sage," she warned me with a stern look as I giggled.

I hung my dress up again, walking over to her with a smile of amusement before plopping down next to her on my bed. We both stared up at the ceiling with a sigh, burying ourselves deep into our thoughts for a moment, most probably thinking about our men. I knew I was. I shook my head with a smile on my face when I realized I sort of missed him whenever he wasn't around. It sounded pathetic, but I didn't care.

"Wanna go into town and get something for you?" I questioned with a grin, making her roll her eyes at my over-excited smile, nodding nonetheless.

I quickly disappeared to get dressed, throwing on a Guns N' Roses t-shirt over some ripped jeans and grabbing my black Chanel Boy Bag. My phone vibrated in my pocket just as I tugged the door shut after Rowena exited my room. Pulling my phone out, I glanced at the screen with a smile; noticing that it was Harry texting me. I grinned down at my phone as I texted him, jogging down the stairs with my olive green parka in hand. A gasp erupted from my lips when I felt something shove me to the side before darting away, causing me to almost drop my phone.

"Nymeria!" I called out, hearing her barking excitedly at the front door. I furrowed my brows as I made my way to where she was.

I swung the door open, my lips parting in surprise when I saw Harry grinning at me with that charming smile of his, hands tucked into his beige shearling jacket. I was distracted when Nymeria pushed past me, knocking me to the side and started yapping happily at Zeus who stood beside Harry. Harry held his arms out, causing me to walk into his arms for a warm hug. Again, it felt pathetic so say that I missed him and his hugs felt like home to me, but majority of me didn't care at all.

The smell of his cologne filled my nose, causing me to snuggle further into his body unconsciously while he pressed a kiss to my hairline and greeted me.

"Hi petal."

A tiny giggle escaped my lips at the nickname, pulling away to grin up widely at him to tug his face down for me to press a kiss to his soft lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me further into his body, pressing his lips firmer against mine and sighing in content.

"This probably sounds pathetic, but I missed you," he mumbled against my lips, making me pull away with a chuckle.

"I missed you too," I murmured lowly, smiling when our noses rubbed against each others cutely.

The last time we saw each other was a few nights ago, and even then it wasn't for that long. We didn't get to hang out as much because we were buried under a shit load of work that were from our jobs, therefore preventing us from seeing each other as much. Harry would visit me every now and then at night, or even during breaks or lunches at university. But we never got the chance to properly hang out, or even talk as much because university was a bitch. But now we had winter holidays so we had time to spend with each other.

"Can't wait for tonight," he said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Hmm really?" I arched a brow with a laugh, wondering why on earth was he excited to go to some old lady's birthday bash.

"'Course. It's the first time I'll be seeing you in a dress," he murmured lowly in his raspy voice, tugging me closer with his fingers hooked onto the belt loops for my jeans. "Maybe I'll get to fuck you with it on."

I felt my stomach tighten at his words, my teeth sinking into my lower lip as I felt his hands duck down to squeeze my ass. But suddenly, Rowena called my name from behind me loudly, startling Harry and causing him to pull his hands up. I turned around in his grip to answer Rowena, but I was cut off when I heard angry barking from behind Harry and I. My brows shot up when I saw Zeus charging towards the front door, baring his teeth viciously and barking extremely loudly. My mind was a mess as I watched him prepare to jump at Rowena, before Harry's hand darted forwards and grabbed his collar, tugging him back harshly.

"Holy fuck!" Rowena backed away in surprise, while Harry tugged Zeus back, but the hound was out of control.

"Fuck I'm so sorry, Rowena," Harry apologized, tightening his grip and Zeus' collar and crouching down next to him. "Zeus, knock that shit out," he hissed at the dog in an assertive voice as I backed away and moved next to Rowena, feeling her hands grab my arms.

Suddenly, Harry lost control, causing Zeus to dart forwards again. But he was stopped abruptly when Nymeria appeared out of nowhere, growling lowly at Zeus while she stood in front of Rowena and I, guarding us fiercely.

"Harry, Nymeria will rip Zeus apart if you don't get him out of here quickly," Rowena warned him, her eyes still wide with shock.

Harry nodded, pulling Zeus back once again and lifting him up into his arms. The dog still continued to bark viciously, surprisingly enough managing to restrict himself from ripping Harry's head off as Harry carried him to his car and locked him in with the windows rolled down halfway. I turned to Rowena as Harry began to return, touching her shoulder.

"You okay?" I asked her in concern.

"Yeah I'm fine," she breathed with a nod, before glancing at Nymeria. "Thank you, Meri," she ducked down to hug the hound, who had calmed down now that Zeus was out of sight.

I bit my lip, wondering why Zeus acted up like that so suddenly. But then again, I never knew Zeus well enough to make up assumptions at the moment. I have seen him act up around other people, perhaps Rowena was just one of those people. I shook my head to free my thoughts, looking up when Harry approached us awkwardly with his hands tucked into his coat.

"I'm so sorry, Rowena. Zeus doesn't really like...people," Harry murmured awkwardly, his jade eyes shining apologetically. "He only seems to like Sage."

"It's fine, I'm more of a cat person anyways. Dogs don't like me as much either," Rowena chuckled sheepishly.

"Sorry again," Harry pouted, making Rowena shake her head. "So where are you guys headed off to?"

"Shopping for tonight," I responded as I tugged the door shut and locked it.

"Nice, I'll leave you ladies to it. I just wanted to see you baby," Harry said to me, ducking down to press a kiss to my cheek before pulling away and looking at Rowena. "By the way, Max asked me to tell you to wear red."

"Tell him I'll wear whatever the fuck I want to," Rowena rolled her eyes, smiling knowingly as Harry chuckled and nodded, saying that he'll pass the message along before we parted ways.

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H.S. // 6 Man

"How does this look?"

I glanced up from my phone, smirking at Maximus' expression that was full of stress and anxiousness as I dragged my gaze down his body. He held his arms out, arching his brows in questioning as he stood there in a Gucci suit, which clung to his body like a second skin.

"Shit."

"I will rip your throat if you-"

"I'm kidding!" I held my hands up in defense, grinning ear to ear while he glared at me and flared his nostrils. "You're nervous."

"Why the fuck would I be nervous for some stupid birthday bash-"

"You're nervous because this is the first time you're going to be seen in public with a witch clinging to your arm, rather than some lanky blonde as per usual," I smirked at him, folding my arms over my chest as he shot me a vicious glare.

"The same goes for you doesn't it?"

"It does. But this is different, you're committed to her, which is not normal at all," I responded, making him shoot me a blank look.

"This applies to you too, you idiot."

"Yeah! But it's different!" I exclaimed, finding it hard to explain. "You always made fun of me for liking Sage so much, but look at you you hypocrite, head over heels for my girl's witchy bestfriend. You're probably in love with her as well."

"I am not in love with her, I just...fancy her. That's all," he said firmly, turning to gaze at himself in the mirror.

"Yeah right, I've seen the way you look at her," I snickered, causing him to stare at me through the mirror. "It's the same way I look at Sage."

"What? Like you want to devour her breasts or something?"

"No, you fuck," I snapped in irritation, glancing around to see if anyone heard that. A man shot my brother a weird look, before giving me the same one, making me throw a threatening gaze at him. "Like you're in love with her."

"If you mention that word to me again, I swear to god I will break your face," Maximus growled, face flushing as he got more and more irritated with my teasing.

"What word?" I played dumb, a silly grin drawling onto my lips as I approached him and threw my arms onto his shoulders. "Love?"

Suddenly, I was shoved against the glass harshly with Maximus' fingers wrapped around my neck. His icy irises were narrowed into slits as he snarled at me, the menacing look he shot me causing my skin to crawl. I swallowed thickly, pressing my lips together and gazing at him apologetically.

  Maximus had a cold dark heart and always hated the idea of love; love anything other than family love. But the only time the coldness in his heart melted was the time he fell for a girl whom he knew he had to eventually let go. But that was different story. So, whenever I talk about him falling in love as such: it would bring out his bad side.

"Not in the mood, little brother," he growled lowly, before pushing me against the glass once again and releasing me.

My hand immediately went to my throat, rubbing the skin there before I moved away from him and headed towards the exit. But then I stopped abruptly, feeling the need to say something that had been swirling around in my mind ever since I found out about him and Rowena.

"Max," I called out quietly, causing his gaze to lock with mine through the mirror, his face stone cold. "It's okay to be in love. All it does is make you stronger when it's the right person, and you just know that person will always be there for you no matter what."

"Tell me if that works out for you when she finds out about 6 Man," Maximus mutters bitterly. "Lying is for cowards."

"You fucking hypocrite that's exactly what you're doing right now with Rowena," I snapped all of a sudden in anger, raising my voice and narrowing my eyes into slits as I stomped towards him again.

"With the intention to kill her at the end, yes," Maximus responded calmly, a tiny smirk dipping into his ruby lips. I parted my lips to warn him not to do that, before I started chuckling, shaking my head at him sadly.

"You won't do that."

"Oh yeah?" he challenged me.

"Yeah, I know you won't. I know you Maximus, and even though you hate to admit it. You're just like me, in so many ways, and I know what you're going through now is what I was going through a few months ago," I told him firmly, poking at his chest while his glare burned into my face. "Don't deny it, I did that too."

With that, I exited the shop and stayed in the car for some time. Maximus stayed and continued looking for a suit while I played a few games on my phone to cool down for when he would return. Once he did, a silence filled with tension fell over us like a heavy cloud. His face held a stony expression, one that often intimidated anyone who was around him. Running my tongue along the inside of my cheek I sat there with a grumpy expression tugging at my face, arms folded over my chest.

Maximus started the car and we were off. Halfway through the journey, I reached over to turn the stereo on, smiling to myself when I heard a Nirvana song playing and started humming to it. A frown immediately covered my face when Maximus scowled and changed the station, smiling in content when he found a radio station that played classical music.

I shot him a glare, before changing it again to Nirvana. He smacked my hand, switching it back to Mozart. The next few seconds were spent fighting over changing the radio stations, smacking each other's hands and cursing crudely. At some point, I pushed my hand against Maximus' face and shoved him against the window, changing the station successfully. Once I let go, Maximus spat out a curse and smacked the back of my head harshly changing it to classical.

"You and your stupid Mozart," I grumbled under my breath, as he smirked in victory.

"It's better than your awful rock mu-"

"Don't you dare start, I'm already pissed off enough," I warned him with a growl, before I turned back and faced the front with my arms folded over my chest again.

I heard him sigh heavily; turning the radio off much to my surprise and speaking up to get my attention.

"Harry." I pretended I didn't hear. "Harold." I held my ground. "Don't be childish," Maximus scowled, before sighing harshly again. "Fine, just listen then. I'm sorry for acting like a prick today, in all fairness you were being an annoying fuck-"

He stopped himself shortly when he noticed the look of annoyance I was shooting him, before he rolled his eyes and continued.

"Anyways, you are...sort of right? I do really like Rowena and I guess I don't like to admit that she makes me feel happy and that I'm falling...in love with her," he mumbled awkwardly, making me smile inwardly. "And, that shit I said about Sage. I'm sorry Harry, I know it's inevitable and I just want you to know again that I will be there for you when it happens. Also, I'm sorry for being a hypocrite, Dad was always one I guess it got passed down to me instead of you."

"I forgive you, Maximus," I smiled happily, reaching over and ruffling his hair playfully, causing him to whack me once again. "I'm your number one supporter when it comes to your relationship with Rowena, don't ever forget that!"

"Thank you, Harry," he said sincerely, turning to share a warm smile with me. His smile faltered when my phone that was on the console started ringing with Sage's name flashing across the screen.

   "What?"

   "We're in a huge mess, Harry," Maximus muttered somberly all of a sudden as I frowned, watching the call disappear.

   "A phone call from Sage reminded you of that?"

   "Does it not bother you that we're in this big mess? I'm more worried about than anything else at the moment! First of all you're in love with the Supreme whom you're supposed to kill! Second of all you're practically half-warlock! Third of all, how the fuck are you going to handle Sage finding out about-"

   "Okay I get it we're in a huge mess!" I exclaimed loudly in annoyance, grumbling as I sat back in the car seat.

   "You sure? Because it seems like you haven't been thinking about it lately."

   "Of course I have," I scowled. "It scares me shitless whenever I think about it and gives me anxiety because I don't know what I will do when it all goes to shit." I sighed lightly before speaking again.

   "Whenever I'm with her, I just forget. I forget that I'm a hunter. I forget that I'm on a mission to kill her. I forget about how once she finds out that I'm 6 Man, she'll hate me forever and all I want to do right now is just enjoy every single second I spend with her."

   "At least there's one thing we can be sure about," Maximus murmured lowly, making me frown a little and turn to face him.

   "What is it?"

   "We'll still be together at the end of all of this."

   "I really hope so, Max."

   "Me too, little brother."

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➰ i don't think you guys are ready for the shit load of drama that comes after Sage finds out about 6 Man 😛😛😛😛😛

➰ I'm like srsly thinking about writing that spin-off on this book about Maximus. I s2g i can already imagine the shit load of drama

Until we meet again...

t.m.