Sunday was Trey’s favorite day of the week. While it wasn’t technically for its religious connotations, Trey would tell you that it was, since to him, sports were as sacred as any holy entity. Knowing this, Bree hesitated in calling her big brother. Any other day of the week would be fine, but she knew Sunday was for his enjoyment. However, in classic overprotective brother fashion, Trey was in his car and at her dormitory immediately when she called and explained what had happened yesterday. Despite his muscular build, Trey hadn’t ever laid a finger on anyone, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t capable of fighting for his little sister if he had to.
“It’s all right,” she said when Trey arrived. “He’s been taken care of.”
“Tell me who he is so I can go and take care of him some more.”
Bree smiled. It was exactly what she had been hoping to hear. Knowing that her brother would’ve bashed Kev’s face in was a real comfort. “There’s no need. He’s been, well… destroyed.”
“Yeah. He… kinda transformed into a monster?”
Jackie, who had been sitting at her computer, turned to look at the both of them. She’d come home that morning in the same clothes she’d been wearing the night before. Bree hadn’t said anything, she didn’t know the girl well enough to make any kind of late night activities comments. “Like a real monster?” Jackie asked.
Bree nodded. “I know it sounds weird, but-”
“Not really, actually.”
It was the most Jackie had ever said to Bree. She explained that she’d heard things, crazy things, about monsters attacking people. With the first story, she’d ruled it as some bizarre tale akin to alien sightings and Big Foot. Many cities had tales of ghosts, demons, and other supernatural beings, so hearing about a “monster” wasn’t that big of a deal. With the second story, she’d become mildly curious. Another monster, another attack, but this time, there were whispers about a black girl in purple fighting the monster and disappearing into the night once the battle was over.
The third story? She had witnessed firsthand.
“Did something happen to you?” Bree asked.
“Not to me, directly. But I was there. Some monster was on the loose near the library. We all stayed inside, and then there was an explosion.”
“That’s how she stopped the monster yesterday! She threw cupcakes at it, then there was an explosion.”
“Exploding cupcakes? Really?” Trey chuckled. “That’s farfetched, even for you, sis.”
“I’m not making it up! There’s a girl out there fighting monsters!”
“Look, I’m glad you’re all right, but-”
“But nothing! This is real, Trey! You’ve lived here for how long and you’ve never heard anything?”
“I mean… yeah, sure, I’ve heard stuff, all right? But I didn’t say I believed it, and it’s not even the same.”
“What do you mean?”
Trey sighed as he leaned back against the wall. He really didn’t want to feed into this. He knew how Bree was when she was excited about something, and this was the last thing she needed to be excited about. But as his little sister looked up at him, eyes wide and waiting for answers, he knew that it was already too late. “When I went to school here years ago, there were stories about a group of women, but they weren’t around anymore.”
“An entire group? Really?”
Trey nodded and spoke the group’s name. “magnifiqueNOIR.”