Lukas closed the car door swiftly. He jogged slightly to the apartment he shared with his younger brother; Emil.

He paused outside a door on the second floor and listened for a moment. Hearing the sound of the TV spewing out Icelandic words he concluded that his younger brother was indeed home and knocked loudly.

The force of the knock opened the door. His eyes widened a bit as he knew Emil would never leave the door unlocked.

He stepped inside quickly and shivered as he sensed something cold, no, evil.

With another shiver he dashed into the living room quickly scanning for his light-haired younger brother who would usually be sitting in front of the television.

His pace quickened as his eyes came to the conclusion that his younger brother was not in the room. He dashed down the hall to his room, the door was opened and he could see the bed was nicely made and nothing was out of place.

"Emil?" He called out, his voice had a slight edge of desperation in it.

There was no reply.

He fumbled with a pocket in his jacket. After a moment he pulled out his phone and texted a short message to Emil.

In the kitchen a small sound notified Lukas that Emil's phone was in the kitchen.

He walked into the kitchen and picked up his brother's phone. He turned it on hoping there would be a clue to where his younger brother was.

The phone rang again as another message appeared on the screen.

Akershus.

Lukas stared at the phone. "You're in Oslo?" He murmured outloud.

He checked the message to see who had sent it but could only find the words: Caller I.D. Hidden.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He would have to go to Oslo. What choice did he have.

He sat down at the table and pocketed Emil's phone before pulling out his own. He pulled up the web and googled the word.

The first thing that came up was an article from the day before about the ancient fortress.

He opened it and quickly scanned the words. He let out a small gasp. It was about a recent ghost attack on a British tourist.

Lukas scowled. He was being forced back into that. Well, if it was the only way to get Emil back he was willing to jump back into the paranormal, but he was not going alone.

He exited out of the app and opened his contacts and scanned the list for his number.

The number of the person he least wanted to see. Not because he hated him, no it was far from that, but because of the way it went the day he last saw him.

Lukas didn't know if Matthias would hate him because of it.

He stared at the number debating whether to call him or not. Finally, he jammed his finger down on the dial button and put the phone to his ear.

"Come on." He mumbled. "Matthias pick up, please."

After a while the waiting call switched to voicemail.

"Hello! You're friendly neighbourhood Matthais here! I'm sorry but I'm unable to pick up at this moment put leave a message and I'll call back!"

His loud, overfriendly voice echoed in Lukas' ear. He muttered a Norwegian curse and hung up. He would have to go to his house.

He stood up and walked out of the apartment and locked the door. He wrote a message on the door in case Emil did turn up while he was with Matthias. Not like that was going to happen anytime soon.

He marched to the care and began to drive off. Hoping that Mattais had not moved in the last six years. That would a very awkward situation to explain.

He drove for an hour until he arrived at a giant house surrounded by trees. He drove up the driveway eyeing the stone house the rose above the trees. He parked his car and walked up to the door knocking loudly. He could hear his knocks echo down the halls.

He waited impatiently for a moment until the door opened and a shocked face greeted him.

He stared at the man in front of him. Matthias had not changed from the last time he had seen him. His hair was still sticking up and unruly, his eyes were still a beautiful blue colour, and he was still wearing that giant black overcoat.

"Lukas?"

He nodded. "That happens to be my name, Matthias."

"What are you... doing here?" His voice had risen slightly.

"I need your help." He paused. "It's about the paranormal.."

Matthias' eyes widen a bit and he pulled Lukas inside and closed the door.

"I thought you were done with the paranormal!" Matthias accused.

"I was but Emil's missing."

Matthias ran a hand through his hair making it even more unruly.

"You'd better sit down, Lukas." His voice had grown serious, which was quite different from his usual carefree tone.

Lukas nodded and allowed himself to be led to a couch where he sat down across from Mattias.

"So Emil is missing?"

Lukas nodded. "He was gone when I came home this morning."

"You sure he's not with Leon? Or something like that?"

"Yes! His phone was still at home and I got this text about an hour ago." He opened the message and showed Mattias.

"Akershus?" He looked at Lukas. "He's at Akershus?"

"I think so, but that's not why I need you." He looked the phone back and opened the article. "Read this."

Matthias' read the article and looked at him. "You think Emil's disseapearance has to deal with this ghost?"

"I'm not entirely too sure but it's the only lead we have to find him." He replied calmly.

Matthias nodded. "I suppose you want me to deal with the ghost?"

He nodded.

"You too scared Lukas?"

"Matthias, I will not hesitate to choke you again."

Matthias scooted away quickly. "Let's not do that again!"

"Then shut up you stupid Dane."

Lukas waited patiently, well as much as he could, listening to his Danish friend curse as he tried to fix the engine.

"Hey! Lukas! Try now!"

Lukas started the car and smiled slightly as it roared to life. The Dane is front of him cheered and climbed into the car after Lukas had scooted to the passenger seat.

"Matthias, you need a new car."

He only grinned at Lukas. "Nah, she'll get me through anything. Besides she's been with me since the beginning."

"Idiot."

Matthias chuckled and led the car out if the driveway and into the streets.

"So, what have you been up to Luke?"

There was a flash of annoyance in his expression. "School, job, taking care of Emil."

"You're still in high school?" Matthias looked at him.

"No, idiot, I'm in college. And keep your eyes on the road before you kill us."

He grinned and looked at the road again. "Oh, right! What you studying?"

"Mythology."

Matthias laughed. "I knew you couldn't leave myths and the supernatural alone!"

"Matthias?"

"Yeah?"

"Do me a favour and shut up."

Lukas narrowed his eyes to see the sign on the side of the road. His car lights were giving off enough light to see the sign, despite the dark night. He smiled a bit when he noticed they were only a few miles away from there destination.

He continued to drive down the busy highway and glanced at Matthias, who had fallen asleep as soon as Lukas had taken over driving. That had been two hours ago.

He looked away from him and back at the road in front of him. Although, his thoughts remained on the sleeping man next to him.

Why had Matthias helped him? Why had he helped a person who had broke their ties to protect himself and his brother? Why hadn't he given up on Lukas? Maybe...

Lukas shook his head and scolded himself mentally.

Focus on getting Emil back. This is only temporally, as soon as Emil is back you'll leave again.

But he wasn't sure he could.