When she heard the door open/close, Elle turned the television off and looked at it since that was odd. She hopped off the floor with ease, pushed her wet ponytail back as she walked to the door. She arched a brow looked at the door, pulled it open, seeing no show of force to it. Elle looked in the hall, saw it empty and then shut it.

The moment the door shut, her palm flipped out and a ball of energy appeared, she turned with her back against the door. She wasn’t born yesterday and doors just didn’t magical open and closed. She stood there for a moment as she looked in the kitchen then the tiny hall leading to her room. Who would come to bother her anyways? Elle had been lying low, staying out of trouble, she sighed as she moved down the hall as it dawned on her who it might be, but she could be wrong.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are” she sung in an alluring voice, “I promise I won’t hurt you, much, if you make this easy.” It was all lies. She was going to fry whoever was in her apartment, especially if it was him. Elle paused in the hallway as she listened to see if she could hear any movement.