So, I've got a little bit of writers ADD. I'm still working on A Demon World, but this idea just kinda crawled into my head and has been nagging me for a few days now. What's a girl to do? This is part 1 of i don't know how many to come, but I hope it will be somewhat interesting and I hope you all will love it!

As always, I don't own anything and all these story ideas are just things floating around in my head.

The day was going well. Ivy and I were circling each other, poised defensively, studying each movement made in the silent sanctuary. Jenks had taken his brood outside and set up a guard, but he himself was flitting among the rafters cheering Ivy and me on in turn.

The circle was broken as I lunged for her, fist swinging, which was easily parried and the force of the movement was used against me as she gripped the front of my suit and easily lifted and flung me. I landed hard on my back, glad that we had practicing mats down. The air was knocked out of me for a moment leaving me disoriented.

A smooth lovely face came upside down into my field of vision as Jenks cackled from the ceiling. "Not ready to quit yet are you, witch?" Ivy's tone was as playful as the look on her face. Her long hair had been pulled back into an artful bun leaving her neck looking long and lean. She wore a skin tight black top that looked little more then a sports bra even if it was a few inches longer. The cut left her smooth flat stomach exposed down to the curve of her hips, her belly button ring removed for our spar on the off chance I may actually land a hit. Equally tight black spandex pants showed off her curves all the way down to just past her knees leaving her strong calves naked. She prowled around me on silent bare feet waiting for my reply or more likely for me to catch my breath.

"No way, vampire." I croaked back and held out a hand. I was dressed almost identical to Ivy, but with all the throwing around I was going to receive I wasn't going to leave my legs and stomach uncovered. I was still getting used to sparing barefooted for crying out loud.

Ivy's hand wrapped around mine and she hauled me to my feet in one liquid smooth motion. After I staggered a little we resumed our 8ft circle and again watched each other, calculating, at least on my part, the prime opportunity of attack.

I jumped when the phone rang loud in the silence. Ivy hadn't seemed to notice, though Jenks had had started his decent moments before the ring itself. I still thought that was creepy, even if it was convenient to know the phone would ring before it did. Of course, that was only comforting when I was paying attention. As it was, it still startled me.

In my moment of surprise Ivy launched and swept a foot at me. I brought my arms up at the last second and she collided with my crossed arms instead of my face. "Hey! Ivy!" I yelped, "come on, that's not fair and you know it!"

"You should be ready for everything and anything, Rachel," Ivy replied smoothly as she followed her kick with a fist.

"Rachel! It's for you!" Jenks yelled from the phone. He stood beside the cordless phone, his foot punched down on the speaker phone option.

Ivy stopped mid motion and backed off smiling. I relaxed and started breathing again returning her smile, "thanks."

I strode to Jenks and picked up the phone cutting off the speaker. "This is Rachel." I said curiously.

"Miss Morgan, I hope I haven't caught you at a bad time?" I groaned loudly and turned my gaze on the pixie floating nearby grinning for ear to ear. I have no idea why he had allowed a call from Trent Kalamack, probably just to make me annoyed, any other time he would have told the elf to suck fairy farts and hung up.

Believe me, I was tempted. "Hey, Trent. What's up?" I said instead, closing my eyes and counting to ten.

I heard him clear his throat annoyed. He hated it when I talked so informally to him.

"I have something that I want your help with, Miss Morgan," he stated forcing my name. Apparently he though I would take the hint and address him similarly. Like hell I would. "May I speak to you privately?"

I glanced up at Jenks who hovered right above me and glanced over at Ivy who stood motionless frowning. "Yeah, give me a sec." I shrugged apologetically to them and walked to the kitchen. When I had settled myself comfortably against the counter where I knew they couldn't hear me and wouldn't be able to see me to read my lips I spoke again tiredly. "Alright, Trent, what is it you want this time?"

"I am in need of your particularly unique services." The silken tone in his voice would have made another girl swoon, but not this girl. I didn't trust that tone, I knew that he wanted something and wanted it bad.

"Look, I don't know who you've been talking to, but I don't have any services that could be considered unique." I snapped.

I hadn't heard a word from the elf in almost two months. I had finally found the curse that would break my familiar bond to Trent and had used it right away, cringing at the smut that I had acquired on his behalf.

"Normally I would agree," he started and I glared at the phone. "However, you do. I am not going to ask Ceri for her assistance since she is so close to term."

It hit me. He wanted a curse! I couldn't keep the smile off my face and I relaxed and practically purred over the line. "Why Trent, dabbling our fingers into the dark arts are we?"

If I had been sitting in front of him I could bet he'd be shifting uncomfortably at being caught. "Why I need your assistance is of no concern of yours." I think I hit a nerve, he sounded mad. "Are you willing to at least listen to my offer?"

I thought about it. Sure I'd been twisting a lot of curses in the ever after, but that was for training purposes. I thought it over in my head.

I bet Al would just love knowing I'm twisting curses on my own. Yeah right. "What do you want?" I asked again, though the way I said it asked a different question.

Again, he cleared his throat. "I need a convincing disguise."

I laughed. "Are you serious? Why don't you just buy charms?" Trent could buy all the charms in the world for whatever scheme he was hatching. So why did he want a curse?

"A charm can be detected and removed, Miss Morgan." He stated the fact like I was stupid for not coming to that conclusion myself.

"Alright, fine." I said shortly. I thought about it for a moment before sighing. "Ok, who do you need."

"Excuse me?" Trent sounded scared almost, like I had just asked him who to kill.

I sighed and used my free hand to pinch the bridge of my nose. "I'll need a focusing object to make it work. If you don't want me to know who it is, that's fine, then just get me something of theirs." I was pacing in the kitchen as I thought. "If it can be something organic it would be better, but at least something personal."

I was already thinking of the curse to use, twisting it silently in my head while Trent thought on his end of the line.

He startled me when he spoke. "I'll be there soon."

"Hey, wait-" but he was already gone, the line dead in my hands. I growled and clicked the phone off returning to the sanctuary where a curious vampire and pixie were waiting.

"Well, what's the elf want?" asked Jenks as he came to stand on my shoulder. I didn't answer right away as I wondered over why I had agreed to twist a curse for Trent. He didn't even tell me what he would pay for it, I had just accepted it.

"He wants me to stir something up for him." I answered as I placed the phone back in its cradle.

Ivy stood eerily still on the practice mats. "What, Rachel?" Her voice was as stony as her appearance. She looked like fury contained and I think she may have known that he wanted something illegal done. Technically though, it wasn't illegal. Dealing with demons, or witch-born demons, wasn't illegal. Just stupid. Very, very stupid.

I didn't have to answer because Jax flew in through the kitchen stopping at eye level near us. "A black limo just pulled up outside, and Trent Kalamack is coming up the walk."

No sooner had he spoken, there was a booming knock at the door. I groaned annoyed. He knew I would agree to it and was already freaking in the Hollows when he had called. Pompous elf bastard.

Ivy strode to the door and all but flung it open for the councilman. Trent stood stunned at the vampire and the immense amount of exposed flesh. He wore one of his thousand dollar suits, deep blue that was almost black, a crisp white shirt secured at the neck with a yellow gold tie and shoes that must have been a few hundred as well. His wispy white blond hair was styled perfectly, as usual, and he had an envelope in his hands.

"Miss Tamwood, a pleasure as always to see you." he spoke curtly, not bothering to sound pleased at all, and the smile he used in his line of professional work spread over his face without making it to his eyes.

She nodded at the elf and stepped aside for him to come in. Surprisingly, he came in alone.

His eyes lingered on the pixie near me uneasily for a moment before settling his gaze on me. I beamed at Trent, though I think it came out a little more threatening then I would have liked. "Hey Trent, so nice of you to drop by."

He frowned looking me over from the tussled mess of red hair down to my bare feet. "Did I interrupt something?"

I flushed and turned from him going into the kitchen. "Yeah, my workout."

Jenks laughed and followed me into the kitchen. My feet slapped angrily on the tile floor as I went around the island counter and ducked behind it to get the spell pots I would need. "This won't take long, will it?" came Trent's smooth voice from the doorway.

I rolled my eyes and stood with the smallest of my spell pots in hand. I didn't answer him and instead addressed Jenks. "Jenks can you get me some things from the garden?"

Jenks' wings almost came to a stand still as I gave him the list. "Rache, that stuff-" he snapped his mouth shut as I gave him an angry glare.

"Just do it please." Leaving no room for argue, Jenks flew out the window and into the garden to collect what I would need.

I didn't so much as give Trent a second glance as I worked. In silence I twisted the curse that I hadn't used since Nick, Ivy and I snuck into the elf's fortress of a home. Jenks had left us and gone to talk with Ivy, probably telling her what I was doing. Little tattle tell.

When the concoction was complete I opened a cabinet and brought down a single small vial though I had enough of the stuff to make at least six curses. I held my hand out to Trent who had come to stand beside the island while I spelled.

He eyed my hand for a moment expecting it to bite him or cast some unspeakable curse over him. I sighed annoyed. "The focusing object."

Silently, Trent laid the envelope in my hand. I opened it and saw a few strands of dark black hair. A part of me wanted to ask what this was all about, but instead I asked, "How many do you want?"

Eying the large amount of curse in the pot he cleared his throat and asked in a subdued tone, "Two. I want to test one while I'm here."

I rolled my eyes and took out a single strand of hair placing it in the bottom of the vial then retrieved a second for him. After each vial held a single hair and filled with the curse I took out a finger stick and pricked my index finger. Gently I massaged three drops of blood into the open mouths and winced when the scent of burnt amber floated up to me. I waved the smell away before Trent caught on to it, but I needn't have bothered, his attention was on the vials not what was going on around him. The only thing left was to invoke them.

Passing one of the vials to Trent I waited as he sat staring at the dark liquid. His blue eyes came up to mine and he looked nervous, "Who takes it?"

I rolled my eyes. "I will. For both." I reached up but paused glaring dangerously at Trent. "I swear if you use this except for this curse I'm going to make you regret it." As he stared at me indifferently I plucked a single strand of my own hair and tied it in a knot. I placed it in the envelope and closed it setting it on the counter for Trent when he was ready to take it.

Trent waited a few moments before the vial touched his lips and he swallowed the curse without a word. In that moment I realized that he had come to trust me. Not completely, but on a low level he did, or he wouldn't ingest anything that I had made even if he had watched me stir it right in front of him. He set the empty vial on the counter beside the envelope and watched me.

When nothing happened he arches a pale eyebrow at me. "It's not doing anything."

"I didn't invoke it yet." I said calmly smiling at him.

"This do so, I do have other things to do today, Miss Morgan." His eyes were hard as he spoke.

"Yeah, and yet you found time to come down here and watch me twist a curse for you." I smiled wider as he shifted uncomfortably. "Quid me fiet!" I spoke the familiar words as I tapped a line.

Trent swayed on his feet as he started to change. I let him sit there basking in the pain the smut was trying to force on him before I whispered, "I take it." Once I felt the smut settle over me I stared into the eyes of Stanley Saladan. He was dressed in a business suit that rivaled Trent's own and almost mirrored it as well. The suit was a lighter blue with a shade darker then sky blue shirt and purple tie, just like his aura.

I looked the man over not really surprised. "Try not to let anyone touch you, and you'll be fine." I turned my back to him and poured the remaining curse into a single large container. I capped both it and the small single serving vial and prepared a salt dip for my pot. "When you invoke the second one, make sure you're holding my strand of hair or you'll have to take the smut."

Trent was silent as he examined himself as Lee. He looked genuinely pleased before settling back into his normal relaxed state. "Very well, Miss Morgan," Trent said in Lee's voice. "Let's discuss your payment."

I stopped mid wash and turned back to look at him carefully. I bet I could set my own price and he would take it, no questions asked, no negotiating. I thought how much twisting a curse for Trent Kalamack, councilman and would-be mayor of Cincinnati would be worth.

A thought came to me as I dried my hands off on a towel. I set it aside and came around the island to stand before Trent. Making a great show of it I circled the man slowly, inspecting my work. "I don't know what I want yet. How about a rain check?" When I was at his back Trent gave me a single nod of his head.

"That's fine." He stated and adjusted the suit, his version of a nervous twitch. I grinned and reached up gently running my fingers through the soft hair behind his ear. Trent turned and snatched my wrist, but it was already too late.

I grinned up at him innocently. "Don't worry, we can settle this account later."

Lee's face paled as Trent took in what I had said and done. His eyes grew angry and hard.

"Remember," I said pulling out of Trent's grasp and returning to the sink, "when you are ready to change back, tap a line and repeat the spell." I beamed a little smile and turned my back fully to him. He knew his way out and I sure as hell wasn't escorting him to the door.

I heard a soft grumble of Latin from behind me and a tug at my line as Trent changed back to himself. Then I felt him close behind me, anger thick in his soft voice. "You will regret this Morgan. I will bear your mark after finally freeing myself from you."

I turned my head just enough to look at him, but he was already making his way across the kitchen floor. "Look on the bright side," I called after him, "you're not a familiar at least." I teased. I was even more amused when he paused in thought before disappearing from my view. I heard the echoing thud as he slammed the door closed behind him.

I looked down at the counter and saw that the envelope and vial had been taken. I smiled and picked up the towel to dry my spelling pot as I hummed a nameless tune to myself.

Trent really needs to learn that Rachel can't be bought off. Anyways, there it is, my first part to another long looking story. I'll probably work on this one and the other off and on, so reviews will definitely make me wanna get back to it! For those who have already reviewed my other works I want to say a big thank you to and that without them I may not have posted all that I have so far.