Hi, this is the sequel to my other story, "The Beginning". If you haven't read that yet, please go to my profile and read/review it, or else you will be a little lost in this story! Thanks, and enjoy!

Sadie Kane walked down a street of downtown Brooklyn, New York, with her friend Jaz, going to their friend Walt's 24th birthday party. They still lived at the Brooklyn House, though Amos was getting old, and her brother, Carter Kane, was serving as the overseer of the house nowadays. Their had to be an expansion of the house, because they had received so many trainees over the years. Carter decided to stay behind, just in case anything happened. Maybe a monster here and there, but nothing out of the ordinary had happened at the Brooklyn House since...he was was there. Sadie didn't even like to think about him anymore, it hurt too much. She wiped the though of him from her mind, and finally, they got to the club. One of the bouncers at the front held out his hand.

"ID, ladies?"

Sadie reached into her pocket, and fished out her driver's license, the one that stated her birth date, confirming her age as 21. Jaz did the same, and they walked into the club. The two girls immediately gasped in amazement. There were flashing lights and colors, the walls looked like someone had thrown paint on them, and the music was perfect. It seemed to Sadie like she was forced to dance when Beyonce's "Run The World" started blasting through the speakers.

"Who run this mother? GIRLS!" Jaz yelled along with the song.

Sadie laughed, and eventually they found Walt, hanging around with some of his other friends. Sadie said hi to all of them, including Storm. He was formerly a demon for...the brothers, Sadie's name for them, but he admitted that he never was evil, but had to fight alongside the brothers so he wouldn't be killed. He was a 22 year old, brown haired man. His eyes were purple, something that showed what brother he used to serve. Sadie could tell he wasn't at the gym five days a week lifting hundreds of pounds, but he was definitely fit. Sadie could tell something was going on between him and Jaz. The way Storm looked at her, reminded her of they way that...he used to look ate her. Sadie pushed that thought away too. This was Walt's night, she didn't want to be plagued with thoughts of...him. She wanted to have fun, and remembering what happened wasn't going to help. She got a water at the bar, took a seat on the opposite side of Walt, next to Storm, and listened to the music. It was obviously Beyonce night, because the next song that came on was "Single Ladies", and then "Crazy In Love." (AN: In case you haven't noticed, I LOVE Beyonce.) Sadie felt eyes on her, so she looked next to her at Storm, who quickly averted his eyes away.

"Is there something wrong Storm?" She asked.

"No...It's just...Never mind. I shouldn't tell you."

Sadie sat up in the lounge chair. "No, I hate when people say that. Tell me."

Storm looked around. Jaz was doing the "Uh Oh" to "Crazy In Love" on the dance floor, with some girl she just met. Jaz was a very outgoing person. Walt was at the pool tables with a few other guys. Storm turned back to Sadie.

"Come with me."

He led Sadie out the back door of the club, and immediately she smelled the overflowing dumpster. She smacked a hand over her nose.

"Okay, now what is it?"

Storm looked around once again. He froze at the sight of...an orange haired woman. Who turned down the alleyway. Sadie froze as well...It was Fire. With the brothers gone, she roamed free, doing whatever she wanted.

"I can't fight her. I'll lose. Most people don't know this...but she's ninety five percent blind. The only way she won't notice me is if I mask my smell with that of a mortal...Kiss me."

Sadie stepped backwards. "What? No!"

Storm shook his head and looked back over his shoulder. Fire was approaching faster. She obviously smelled Storm. "Look, do you want to get killed by her or not?"

Sadie sighed and stepped closer to Storm. He grabbed her waist and pulled her in, their lips just barely touching. As he stepped forward to avoid bumping into the rapidly approaching Fire, he tripped and their lips crashed together. Sadie held him up, making sure that he wouldn't lose his balance again. They held the kiss until Fire was far down the alley, and then out of sight. Storm broke it off, and they both breathed deeply for a few seconds. Sadie could see why his name was Storm. She had never been that close to him before. He smelled of rain, and his heartbeat resembled the sound of thunder. Much quieter, of course.

"So...what were you going to tell me again?" Sadie asked, after recomposing herself.

"What was I going to tell you...About what...?" Storm asked.

Sadie laughed. "Before we kissed to stop Fire from recognizing you...What were you going to tell me?"

Storm slapped his head in embarrassment. "Oh yeah, that. Well...I notice an extremely faint presence with you. It's...It's an immortal being, possibly even a god, "Storm said, "and I think I know who it is."

Sadie nodded, and moved her hands in a windmill motion. "And it is..."

Storm took a deep breath. "Let me see your hand."

Sadie stuck out her right hand, and Storm took it in his. He looked directly at what Sadie thought he would look at... The blue 'N' tattooed in her hand. She tried her best not to look at it a lot, it hurt too much. He pulled her closer and held her hand at his eye level.

"See the little curl next to the 'N'? That's and 'e'. It means-"

Just before he finished his sentence, the club's back door opened, and Jaz stepped out.

"Sa-...Oh, am I interrupting something?" Jaz asked, her voice tinged with hurt, and a little anger.

"Uh, no, no not at all," Storm replied, dropping Sadie's hand with speed only a former evil demon could accomplish.

"Storm was just showing me how to...get rid of this birthmark on my hand!," Sadie replied, making a lie up on the spot.

Storm quickly nodded his head in agreement. "Uh, yup, should be gone now. How about we go back inside?"

Sadie could tell that Jaz wasn't buying any of it, but they all walked back into the club. Jaz danced for three hours straight. By the time she finally got tired of doing the entire "Single ladies" routine five times in a row after forcing the DJ to keep replaying it, it was one o'clock in the morning. Walt's friends had all left, and the raunchy crowd was coming in for early morning partying. Walt, Jaz, storm, and Sadie gathered their things, and left the club.

Sadie knocked on Amos' door at the Brooklyn House. She remembered back during the Final battle...he said there was a presence, but that story was for another time. Sadie decided that now was that time.

"Come in," came his voice from inside.

Sadie pushed the door open and stepped inside. "Amos, I have to ask you something. It's important."

Amos smiled. His face wasn't filled with wrinkles, but it was very obvious that the man was slowly aging. "what is it Sadie? I'd be happy to help."

She took a deep breath. "Well...remember you talked about how, when a demon attacked you at the fight her in the Brooklyn House, and something helped me heal you, that the identity of that presence was going to revealed another time? I think tonight is that time. Storm said that he felt the presence around me, and he was going to show me a symbol on my hand..."

Amos held up his hand to stop her from talking. "I know Sadie, I know. The presence has been getting stronger over they years. I know exactly what, better who, the presence is. But tonight is not the night. When the presence reveals itself, I will explain who it is."

Sadie sighed disappointedly, but left without asking any more questions. She didn't want to worry herself about this. She didn't want any more trouble with gods. As she was about to open her bedroom door, she heard someone downstairs in the dining hall. She ran into her room, grabbed her knife with the hieroglyphs carved into the side, and tiptoed silently down the stairs into the dining hall. She traveled with her back along the wall, and the sound got closer the more she moved. Finally, she was directly behind it. She felt for the light switch, flipped it on, and held her knife at the tip of mystery person's throat.

"Uh, is there a problem Sadie?" Asked a startled Storm.

Sadie dropped her knife and gasped. "storm! Oh my goodness I'm sorry, I thought you were-"

"It's cool," storm said, picking up her knife and placing it in her hand.

The next few moment were awkward, with them just standing face to face, locking eyes. Storm broke the staring contest and went to move around something on the table, it seemed like, just to get farther away.

"So," he spoke a little louder, "Did you ask Amos about the presence?"

"Yes," she replied, "But he wouldn't tell me who it is. Can...can you?"

Storm looked at her with those dark purple eyes. "If Amos won't tell you...then it'd be wrong for me to. But you'll find out soon enough...I guess."

Sadie nodded. "So why exactly are you down here?"

Storm shrugged his shoulders. "Couldn't sleep. It's probably because-" he stopped talking, looked at Sadie, then began again. "Yeah, just couldn't sleep."

She didn't believe him, not even a little, but then again, she had no proof that he was lying. She remembered the conversation she and Jaz had about him, how Jaz said he was cute and sweet, and how she had said that she wanted to be more than just friends with him. Sadie took a deep breath, and walked over to Storm, who was not rearranging the chairs next to the huge table.

"Would you ever... I don't know... date a girl, in this house?"

Storm looked surprised. "Sure...there's lots. But only one I'd call for a second, third, fourth date.." His oddly colored eyes seemed to drift off, daydreaming about the unnamed girl.

"Which girl?"

Storm laughed. "I'd rather not say. I'll get the guts to tell her myself, eventually."

"I think you should tell her. I'm sure she feels the same way," Sadie assured him.

Storm shook his head. "No way. I barely talk to her anyways."

Sadie shrugged her shoulders. "Okay then. Well I'm exhausted, should be getting to bed now...you coming?"

"To bed with you?"

"No! I didn't mean- I just wanted- I meant-"

Storm smiled. "I'm messing with you Sadie. I know what you meant. And yeah, I should be hitting the sack too. Goodnight."

"Good-" Sadie began, but before she could finish, Storm was gone.

He was a demon after all, maybe he could just disappear like that. She walked up the stairs, opened her bedroom door, climbed into her pajamas and drifted off to sleep. Tonight was the first night in a long time where she had a horrific nightmare.

Sadie woke up in a pitch black room. She stood up, and immediately gravity ceased to exist. She floated upwards, but still ended up landing on the floor...but over her head. She was obviously in the Duat. Not just anywhere in the Duat, but the deepest, darkest pit in the Duat. The place gods go when their power is so weak, so small, that it might as well be gone.

"Hello? Who's there?"

That voice. It brought back memories of pain, violence...and even love. Before she could hold them back, tears fell down her face, and they wouldn't stop. She just stood there, crying, trying her best to not make noise and bring attention to herself.

"It can't be...Sadie? Sadie Kane? Please! Answer me!"

Sadie heard the pain and desperation in his voice, and Sadie had no trouble understanding. Most likely, he had been trapped in this dark pit with no light at all for eight whole years. She called back to him.

"Yes...it's me..."

"Sadie...I...don't even know what to say."

"Don't say anything. Just come over... I want to hug you again," she said shakily.

The voice laughed sadly. 'I wish I could...I'm far, far too weak to even move...I just lay- I don't even know if I'm laying, standing or sitting, but I stay in the same position all day, every day...Heck, I can't even tell when the days go by...It's torture down here. Our time is ending Sadie...you'll have to go back soon, or be trapped here forever... goodbye..."

"No! No! Please! Come back! I miss you, so, so much! Please! And what does the "e" mean on my hand?" Sadie screamed.

But it was too late. The black room melted away, and she awoke in the blinding light of the Sun. She was now in a full out sobbing fit. Walt rushed into her room.

"Sadie! What's wrong?"

"I...I talked to him...He's trapped in a pit at the very bottom of the Duat..." She spoke after recomposing herself, tears still dripping down her cheeks.

"Who? Talked to who?"

Sadie looked him directly in the eye. "Him. The one that...that sacrificed all of his power to-"

Walt widened his eyes and stood in shock. "I thought he was dead..."

Sadie wiped her face, the tears gone now. "Apparently not."

"Wow...I'm sorry you had to see that Sadie," Walt said.

"Don't apologize. It's fine."

Storm stepped into Sadie's room, Jaz following right behind him.

"Oh my goodness, Sadie what happened?' Jaz said with concern.

"Nothing, it's fine guys, I'm fine. I just had a nightmare."

Storm seemed to know exactly what she had a nightmare about. He spoke up.

"...So did I."

Sadie was surprised. "You did? About what?"

"Na-...a...very weak, weak god."

Sadie nodded her head. "Me too. Well...I think we should all go down for breakfast. I don't really wanna talk about this anymore."

Sadie was the first out of the room, followed by Storm, Walt, and Jaz. Storm quickly caught up with her.

"Did you really have a dream about him? Where was he?"

Sadie turned towards him. "You should know...You had the dream too."

Storm looked behind him, and saw that Walt and Jaz were far enough behind. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into his room.

"I didn't really have the dream...but I saw how Walt and Jaz were looking at you...like they were pitying you. I can't stand that look, the other demons of Destruction used to look at me like that all the time. So I lied and said I had the dream so they wouldn't be looking at you that way."

Sadie was about to twist her arm out of his grip, but she let it stay there. "Storm...that was sweet...thank you."

Storm smiled and let Sadie go. They walked down to the main dining room, Storm sat next to Walt, and Sadie took a seat next to Jaz.

"What was that about?" Jaz asked suspiciously.

Sadie told the truth this time. "He had to tell me something about his dream."

"You guys seem to be getting...I don't know, closer," Jaz stated.

Sadie unconsciously smiled. "Yeah, I guess we have. He's still all yours though."

Jaz slapped a hand over Sadie's mouth. "Well gosh, do you want the whole house to know?"

Sadie licked Jaz's palm and she flicked her hand away, laughing. "Sadie!"

She was trapped in a laughing fit. "Well you put it there!"

Storm leaned back in his chair.

"You two having fun over there?"

Sadie and Jaz both stopped laughing hysterically and realized that all the younger trainees in the room were staring at them, and that they were the only ones making any noise. They silently returned to eating, until a loud baning noise was heard upstairs...and then an explosion.

"Trainees," Walt shouted, "stay here!"

Sadie, Walt, Jaz, and Storm ran up the stairs. There was fire pouring from Carter's room.

"Carter!" Sadie screamed.

She ran to her brother's room, almost leaping directly into the searing fire. She yelled for help, and someone immediately grabbed her arm.

"Be careful next time," Storm said quietly.

Sadie nodded and thanked him.

Storm froze. "Fire! Leave him alone!"

The fire stopped raging, and swirled together to form a woman with bright orange hair, orange skinny jeans, and an orange tank top on.

"Oh brother, siding with the mortals? I roam free, under my own power, while you sit in a house and be ruled over by an inferior magician."

"Whatever fire, I don't care what you do. I turned away from the Demons of destruction and I'm never going back, no matter what you say. Now why are you here?"

"I'd tell you brother, but you are a traitor. But my goal for today is to kill the leader of the house, the Kane boy. He ran away, and I know just where he is now."

Fire blasted her way out of the room. Storms legs turned into bolts of lightning, and he followed the fast traveling fire ball. Fire blasted right through the door of Amos' room, and there was Carter, standing in plain sight.

"Hello, Carter Kane! Today, I will be killing you, on behalf of my new master."

Just before she raised a fiery fist to punch Carter, storm barreled in and knocked her to the ground. Suddenly, a huge tornado appeared and spun around the two demons as they fought. The magicians stood aside, unable to help, simply waiting to see who would walk out...alive. The tornado dissipated, and Fire was gone. But Storm lay in the middle of the room, barely conscious, in a puddle of blood.

Jaz got to her knees, trying to use her healing power. "Storm, wake up, please..."

Amos suddenly stood up and looked around the room.

"He's...he's here!"

Storm's eyes shot open, his wounds healing. "Two of them are here, not just one."

Sadie couldn't stand it anymore. "WHAT ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT?"

At that very moment, storm's wounds healed. The puddle of blood went back into his body, his clothes were mended, and he stood up like nothing even happened. He looked at Amos.

"Should we tell everyone now?"

Amos nodded. "We should."

Then, something amazing happened. An image of a golden sarcophagus appeared in the room, followed by and even larger one. The two ancient coffins opened...and two people, one dressed in formal pharaoh attire, and one dressed in a gray robe with some type of leaf in hand.

Amos and storm spoke in unison. 'they have revealed themselves."

The being in the gray robe spoke first. "I am Huleon, former Egyptian god f Medicine and Balance.

The god in the pharaoh attire spoke next. "I am Eluminus...former Egyptian god of light...and former Pharaoh of the Gods."

There's the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed it! Please, please, please review and favorite this story! Well, only if you like it of course. There will be much more to come, so stay tuned! Thanks for reading!