A/N: Yes I know this plot has been done before but I couldn't help it, it just wouldn't leave me alone so here we go.

Prologue

I stood staring out the window in the study when I felt a presence behind me. I didn't even have to look to know who it was.

"What do you want?" I asked in a bored tone.

"To talk," the older woman replied.

"As always," I muttered.

"There's trouble coming," she informed me.

"There usually is. What is it this time?" I prodded.

"Someone has been Using and it isn't any of the Sons," she replied.

I spun around on my heel to face her. She looked even older than the last time I'd seen her. Stress and worry were clearly written across her features. She truly was scared, that got to me more than anything. Evelyn Danvers simply wasn't the type of woman to scare easily. Something must really be wrong.

"How is that possible?" I nearly demanded.

"We believe a fifth bloodline descendant may exist," Evelyn stated with a grim expression.

"Impossible!" I spat. I took a much needed deep breath to calm my nerves before continuing. "There are four Sons. That's it. That's all there ever have been and all there ever will be. So, put that thought out of your head."

"Then explain yourself," she challenged.

"You know perfectly well what my reason for being alive is. Now, why are you here?" I hissed between clenched teeth.

"I believe they will need your help by the end of this." I scoffed at that but she didn't seem to notice. "Caleb as yet to Ascend as you are well aware and I doubt they will be strong enough without you."

"You truly believe this person is the fifth bloodline descendant don't you?" I asked.

"I do, as does James."

I looked back out the window at the rolling hills and lightening that streaked the dark sky. The booming thunder seemed extremely appropriate for the conversation at hand.

Saying that James Danvers also believed it was a descendant of the fifth bloodline that was Using was a low blow even for Evelyn. He was my weakness and she damn well knew it. The woman had been attempting to manipulate me for as long as I could remember and it seemed she would finally succeed. With a heavy sigh I turned back around to face her once more.

"Do the others know?" I asked, my voice thick with defeat.

"They will," Evelyn answered.

"So be it but I wish to have time in which to observe them first," I told her.

"You will agree to assist them if the need arises then?" she asked hopefully.

"You knew I would before you even came here. I can't just let my-," my voice broke off as a lump lodged itself in my throat.

Evelyn offered me a weak smile and said,"I know."

Just like that she was gone. James had Used to send her to speak with me which pissed me off more than anything. Did he not see how his actions were effecting all those that cared about him? He was so weak now he couldn't even come visit me anymore. Which hurt in the worst way. At least Gorman still came though with messages from him. I would go and help the Sons of Ipswich simply because I couldn't bring myself to let him down. Not again. I loved the selfish bastard too damn much to do that to him...again.