№16|The Rescue
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Cruella didn’t know if she was dreaming or not.

She woke up the next morning wrapped in Hex’s arms, his fire magic giving her the warmth she needed and her animalistic return that heat in appertiaction to their newly marked mate.

She looked at the clock to see it was almost 10 am! Shit! We were supposed to meet Hex’s family and the Ruby Rebels at the base to discuss plans 15 minutes ago! Cruella tried to wiggle out of Hex’s arms but that made him hold onto her more.

“I moved the meeting here at 11:15.” Hex whispered lovingly, Cruella slumped back down on the comfy bed and sighed. It’s like sleeping on a cloud.

“I know,” Hex replied as though he could read her thoughts. Cruella was a little shocked, backing up slightly, “so the mark really does work? You can hear my thoughts?”

“Yes,” Hex moved strands of her white hair to kiss her neck, “and must I say Cruella you have some naughty thoughts during the night.”

Cruella blushed madly “He-Hex!” 

Hex chuckled and pulled her in closer, “shh...we have one more hour, I wanna cuddle with you.”

Little did he know, everyone was gathered downstairs already. Emmanuel tapped his foot impatiently, “stupid Dragon! He moves the meeting to his house and he isn't even up!”

Saree hissed at him, she looked like she was hungover, “shut up, your too loud.”

“What happened to you?” Diane asked. “Too much blood, so, so good, but too much blood.” Saree rested her head on Ector’s lap. “How come you’re not like that right now? She must have sucked your blood.” Gabriella questioned.

“Because Vampire’s mates blood replenished quickly to make up for the blood vampires taking it so often, so I’m fine.” Ector explained, Saree groaned, “she is not.”

Gabriella chuckled, holding Diane close, “I’m glad Diane isn't part of the magical race, y'all are cool, but I don't think I’d be able to handle that.” Gabriella kissed Diane’s cheek.

Diane chuckled nervously, looking down, “that’s right, Gabby…”

“What are you talking about Diane? You’re an angel! That’s the best one!” Mama exclaimed, Gabriella looked at Diane in shock, “you a what?”

“A-An angel…” Diane but her lip softly, looking down at her feet. Gabriella smiled widely, “holy shit! This is awesome!! You’re an angel?! Can I see your wings? Can you talk to the gods and goddesses? This probably explains why every time we play Fortnite you say ‘may you soul find peace’ after you kill someone.”

“Gabriella, slow down, you’re asking too many questions but yes you can see my wings.” Diane took off her jacket, revealed her white summer dress, “hold this hun,” she passed the jacket to Gabriella, she took a deep breath in and out, letting beautiful white angel wings sprout from her back.

Gabriella touched the wings slightly, watching as they sparkled in the sunlight, “they’re amazing!”

“You really think so?” Diane asked sincerely. “Of course!” Gabriella hugged her, trying her best not to damage her wings. “Why did you hide this from me?” Gabriella asked in a soft whisper.

“You said you couldn't handle being with a magical race.” Diane reminded her. “I was talking about werewolves, animalstics, dragons, stuff like that, but you’re an angel! That’s amazing!”

Diane giggled, “I guess it is,” her wings folded inward, disappearing into a gold dust, “you’re gonna say that’s amazing too huh?”

Gabriella kissed her lips, “yep.”

Emmanuel starred at the bedroom door, finally taking the courage to march over there and knock very loudly on it “Hex! You told us to be here at 11:00, it’s now,” Emmanuel looked at his watch, “11:34, if you don't hurry up I’ll-”

Before Emmanuel could finish, a large fireball came raging towards him, luckily, it only made small burns on Emmanuel’s face, “you’ll shut up before the next fireball hits where the sun doesn't shine!” Hex yelled through the door.

“Why you little,” Emmanuel rolled up his sleeves, about to go through the hole in the door the fireball left but Mama stopped him, “I got this,” Mama had an evil look in her eyes.

“GET OUT OF BED YOU LAZY ASS!!!” Mama yelled, hitting Hex with her chancla repedadly. “Ow! Mama! I’m 28 you can't hit me anymore!” Hex stated. “The hell I can't! I’m your mother!” Mama retorted, hitting him more.

After the abuse from his mother, Hex and Cruella sat in the living room. Cruella placed an ice pack on his head, “alright, let’s start the meeting,” Hex said, trying to hide the pain from the beating his mother gave him.

Emmanuel snickered a little too loudly, Hex whipped his head in his direction of Emmanuel, “something funny, chuckles?”

“The fact that Mama basically kicked your ass.” Emmanuel laughed loudly. “Oh you wanna go, Emmanuel?!” Hex rose from his chair. “Bring it, Flame Brain!” Emmanuel yelled.

Mama slapped them both upside the head, “for gods sakes will you two idiots focus?!” she looked at Hex, “we’re trying to get your tio back,” her glare shifted towards Emmanuel, “and we’re trying to get your girlfriend back!”

“Yes, Mama…” the two leaders muttered. “Good,” Mama politely folded her hands on the table, “let’s get started.”

After hours of planning, it was finally in motion, Diane, Cruella, and Christopher stood in front of the 8 Ball Fashion office. “Never that I’d be here again.” Diane muttered to herself, but Cruella and Christopher being magical races, her the angel’s words.

“But this time we're here to save my sister,” Cruella had determination in her eyes. “And my uncle.”  Hex added through the earpiece Cruella and the others had on as Hex and the rest of the group sat in a van near the back of the fashion building.

“Yes, yes, and your uncle.” Cruella corrected as the three entered the building and up to the floor Catania’s office was on. Diane sighed, “do I really have to do this?”

“You’re just faking that’s all, love.” Gabriella assured her as Diane walked towards Catania’s office. Cruella held Christopher back, handing him a blue potion, “drink this, it’s an invisibility potion.”

Christopher nodded, taking a swig off the potion before passing it to Cruella, he looked down at his hands to notice that they were starting to turn invisible along with the rest of his body, “cool.”

“I know right.” Cruella aggred, Christopher looked around to see nobody. “Where are you?” he asked. “I'm an invisible idiot! Now let’s go.”

Diane walked into Catania’s office to see she was about to leave, “miss Catania, may we speak for a moment?”

“Ah, Diane, I’d known you’d be back.” Catania smirked evilly. “Yeah,” Diane stepped closed, “I realised my mistakes, Miss Catania, and have come to ask for my job back.” Diane bowed, rolling her eyes as she looked at the floor.

Ask for my job back? Please! I’d rather see this place burn!

Catania could feel the presence of two other people in the room. She raised her eyebrow slightly, “welcome back my little Diane,” she raised Diane off the floor, “first things first tough, I need you to come with me and help me with something in the fabric room.”

Cruella and Christopher looked around the room for a key as Catania left with Diane. “Are you sure it’s in here?” Cruella asked, looking through the draws of her desk. “I’m positive, I placed it back in here the other night.” Christopher stated as he heard footsteps coming back towards the office.

He looked at his hands to see they were turning visible. Using quick, but probably not smart thinking, Christopher pulled Cruella down on the desk, kissing her softly as Catania entered the room.

Cruella eyes widened in shock, “what the hell are you doing?!” Cruella metally scolded at Christopher. “She’s at the door!” Christopher stated as he continued to kiss her, even though it felt awkward kissing her, his thoughts drifted to Summer.

He released the kiss, “oh Summer….” he breathelsy said. “Way to say the wrong damn, idiot!” Cruella glared at him. “Sorry…” Christopher apologized.

“Oh! Sorry Christopher, I didn’t know you and Cruella were still here.” Catania apologized, smirking slightly, she knew they were there all along.

“No it’s alright auntie,” he got off Cruella, “I just can't keep my hands off her.” he said, cringing internally at every word.

Summer’s gonna kill me when this is over! I just know it! Chistopher whimpered slightly, Summer was ruthless when she was mad.

“Cruella, since you’re here,” Catania closed the door, locking it on her way in, “do you mind explaining to me why you were seen with Hex last night?”

Cruella tensed up, “I-I-I have no i-idea what you’re talking about,” Cruella gulped as Catania came closer, “I was with Christopher all night.”

“No, but because Christopher was seen in your apartment with that Summer chick,” her glare shifted towards her nephew, “which I told you to stay away from!”

“Aunt-Auntie! Listen, I can explain!” Christopher stammered. “Oh no! The time for explaining is over!” Catania’s hands turned purple, “soul manipulation: eternal pain!”

As soon as she chanted that, Hex and Summer fell to the floor of the pain, screaming in pain as they felt their insides getting ripped apart over and over again, “AGH!” Summer yelled and she clutched the side of her head, “make it stop!”

“What the fuck is this?!” Hex cursed, holding the side of his stomach.

“Please! Catania! They’re hurting!” Cruella begged. “Good! And get this! Diane, you know your little decoy,” Catania snapped her fingers as Diane appeared in the room, tied up in ribbons as she experienced the same pain as Summer and Hex, “she’s going though it too!”

“That bitch!” Gabriella yelled, slamming her hands on the side of the van. “You can end this here and now, Cruella, all you have to do is come with me.” Catania wagered. “Where?” Cruella asked cautiously.

“To your family, to your sister.” Catania flashed a wicked smile, extending her hand, “lets go, we can't keep your family waiting.”

Cruella sighed, taking Catania’s hand as she placed handcuffs on as she walked out of the office. “Don't try to follow Christopher,” Catania binded Christopher in ribbons as well, “can't have you interfering with my plans.”

Catania took Cruella outside to reveal a black horse pulled carriage with 3 women standing in front of it. One was Marmalade, who was badly damaged and bruised.

The second one has orange tannish skin (or fur), with a darker orange spot around her eye. She has dark orange tiger stripes running up her right arm and left leg and four on her face. Her hair is styled in an asymmetrical bob, and is dark orange with black stripes on her bangs

She wears a sleeveless red tunic with diagonal black and white stripes. She combines this with a short, black leather jacket with studded collar and red lining, and a pair of black torn pants.

She sports mismatched red gloves, the one on the right being a plain glove only covering the index finger and the thumb, the one on the left being a full glove sporting silver studs and a back-hole.

There's an orange scarf with a tiger mark around her neck and a golden belt with silver buckle and skull imprint loosely secured around her waist. She wears three piercings in her ears - a silver stud in each and a silver ring in her left ear.

She has black converse wedges with red heels, open toes, red shoelaces, and silver ankle-studs. Her makeup is bubblegum pink, forest green, and grey eyeshadow, and her lipstick is deep pink.

“Quince! It’s so nice to see you again!” the woman exclaimed. “My name is Cruella, Tangerine.” Cruella growled. “No,” Tangerine flicked her forehead, “it’s Quince.”

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Carlos growled deeply, his eyes flashing red. Natalia whimpered, “Mom...what’s wrong with Daddy?” Natalia was getting scared.

“Carlos,” CJ locked eyes with Carlos, “you’re scaring Natalia and me, clam down.” CJ ran her fingers through his hair, “plus, your scaring someone else,” she looked down and smiled, Carlos chuckled, his eyes turned back to normal.

“Sorry, Nati,” Carlos picked her up, putting her on his lap, “Tangerine was the worst.”

“But you killed her, right daddy! Mama said you killed her along with Phillip!” Natalia's eyes glistened. “You told her about what I did to Philip? She’s 10 CJ!” Carlos scolded. “So? She’s old enough.” CJ shrugged as Cruella continued the story.

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“Tangerine, stop teasing her.” the second woman said, making Tangerine back off.

Casta has long black hair with purple and orange highlights on her fringe and green skin. She also has a beauty mark and a painted yellow lightning bolt on her face.

Her outfit consists of a sparkly dress that is purple and orange that cascades into a flowing orange and black net with a black belt.

She has on spiked purple boots, a fishnet arm warmer, and holds a purple broom with orange ribbons and a purple microphone. Her hair may sometimes be tied up in a ponytail

“Juniper Latimer,” Cruella hissed. Juniper kicked her in the shins, “you will call me mom.”

“I’ll call you mom on your deathbed, how's that?” Cruella smirked slyly. “Don't get sly with me!” Juniper knocked her to the ground, “remember who raised you!”

“It surely wasn’t you!” Marmalade scolded. “Shut up!” Juniper extended her hand towards Marmalade, sending a force of magi that knocked her into the carriage.

Juniper passed Catania an envelope of cash, “here’s what you asked for,” Juniper leaned in a whisper, “I added a little extra because you got us Cruella.”

“You didn’t have to do this Cruella.” Marmalade told her. “Yes I do,” Cruella sighed, “I’m the oldest, it’s my job to protect you.”

She glared at Tangerine “you must be loving this, huh?”

“More than you know, Quince, more than you know.” Tangerine opened the back of the carriage, shoving Cruella and Marmalade inside, “Quince, Clementine, meet Eponine, princess Eponine.”

Eponine coloration is a bit more off-white this time. Her hair is pale purple, in two layers, the top pulled back into a ponytail and all hair behind the ears allowed to hang loose.

She has one hot pink streak and one bright purple streak in front of her right ear, and pink streaks in the second layer behind each ear. Her lip and nose tint are the same smoky shade of purple.

Her eyebrows are a slightly darker purple, and her eyes are shadowed with pale purple the color of her hair. Her upper lids are accented with one line of hot pink. Her eyes are still pale green and denim blue.

She wears a cropped, fuzzy black cardigan with three-quarter sleeves over a one-piece, two-tiered dress. The dress has a bodice top with blue spaghetti straps and a ruffled waist.

The pencil skirt has a dropped ruffle to create a dip at the backs of the knees. The dress has vertical stripes of pale pink, denim blue, and shiny purple.

She wears a sheer denim blue scarf tied around her neck. Her shoes are pale purple scrollwork peep-toe platforms, closed by two skull and bow clasps along the front.

“Your highness,” Cruella and Marmalade bowed. “There’s no need to bow,” Eponine said, letting her french accent be known. “Bu-But your royalty.” Marmalade stated. “I don't like it when people bow to me, I’m not better than you.”

Cruella stood up straight, breaking the hand cuffs, “let’s go Marmalade,” Cruella broke her sister’s cuffs as well, “you too Princess.”

“No,” Eponine shook her head, “it’s my duty as the Princess of the Nekojin Kingdom, to keep my people safe. If going with these animals is what I must do, so be it. But thank you for your offer.”

Cruella sighed, “this is family, I can't have you suffer like me and Marmalade did.”

“Cruella,” Eponine stood up, “this is my duty, I love my people, and my people’s safety come first.”

Marmalade sighed, “I understand, Eponine.” Marmalade drew a small symbol of a dragon encircling a ruby, “this is a summon calling, anything time you need the help of the Ruby Rebels or the Golden Dragons, press the symbol and we’ll be there.”

“Thank you, Marmalade.” Eponine smiled, “now go, I’m sure you have a plan to escape.”

Cruella knocked on the window to the front of the carriage to reveal Matias, “let’s go Matias.”

Matias eyes locked onto Eponine’s pale purple eyes, “hey…” Matias greeted. “Bonjour.” Eponine smiled softly. “Matias!” Cruella snapped her fingers in his face, “let’s go! Jasmine already had Edgar and we need to get Marmalade out before my mother finds us.”

“O-Oh! Sorry!” Matias unlocked the doors quietly, making sure Tangerine and Juniper didn’t see them, he looked back at Eponine, “are you sure you don't want to come?”

“I’m sure Monisiour Matias,” Eponine nodded, “the day I became princess I swore to my country I’d protect them to the end. I can't let them down now.”

Monisiour? Matias smiled. I like that. “Are you sure, your highness? Staying with them means hell for sure.” Matias warned him.

“Monisiour Matias, have you ever had a duty to a person of place? Something you swore to protect?” Eponine asked. “No, but I think I know what you mean.” Matias replied. “That’s how it is for my kingdom, we’re the only Nekojin kingdom in America, if I fail so does my kingdom and I can't let that happen.”

Matias climbed into the carriage, hugging Eponine “I admire people like you, Eponine,” he brushed the pink strands that stood out in her purple hair, “people who put other people first but still care about themselves.”

“Yo-You do?” Eponine stuttered slightly. “Yeah, you’re doing this for your kingdom, I admire that, but you shouldn’t be forced to go with these people.”

“I know,” Eponine looked down, “but I’ll be okay, I have to be okay.”

“I know we just met Eponine, but, I promise I’ll come back for you.” Matias promised. “You don't have to do that…” Eponine muttered. “I don't have to, but I want to.” Matias smiled.

“I’d never see the day a werewolf helps a werecat.” Eponine chuckled. “I didn’t even notice your ears until now.” Matias rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. Eponine giggled, making Matias heart flutter.

Eponine and Matias stared into each other eyes, the two were completely entranced. The world stopped, it was only the two of them.

Her eyes are so beautiful… Matias bit his lip slightly, the thought of letting her go with Cruella’s family made him want to destroy them. “Then don't let her go!” his wolf, Balkin scolded, “look at her Matias!” Matias studied her features.

Her beautiful pale purple, in two layers, the top pulled back into a ponytail and all hair behind the ears allowed to hang loose. She has one hot pink streak and one bright purple streak in front of her right ear, and pink streaks in the second layer behind each ear.

Her majesty pale purple eyes that glisten like a million jewels. Her cute cat ears that rested atop of her head. Her plump purple lips that framed her beautiful smile.

He leaned in slowly as Eponine closed her eyes, their lips were close to contact until…

“Matias! Lets go!” Hex knocked on the carriage door, interrupting the two causing Matias to growl and Eponine to hiss. “Don't give me that, Matias, vámonos. (Let’s go).” Hex glared at her.

Matias sighed, “fine,” she looked back at Eponine, “see you later, Princess.”

Before Matias could walk out, Eponine quickly kissed his cheek, “goodbye, Matias.”

~A\N~

Holy shiz! We made it to the end of arc one!!! 🎉🎉🎉 Yay!

If y'all thought arc one was good wait till we get to arc two!!! Holy shiz is this gonna get real!

You're gonna love the next arc! It's filled with surprises!