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Chapter 1: Visitor

Three days had passed since the final showdown with the fifth son of Ipswich. The remaining Sons had done their best to put the past behind them, but it is an event that is not easy to forget. For Pogue, he had spent most of his time trying his best to maintain his relationship with Kate. Kate did not accept the news of him having magical abilities, mostly because she was subject to Chase's torment. She wanted them to have some time apart from each other, but Pogue did not want that for them. He feared that it would only cause them to drift further away from each other and it would mostly likely risk the chance of exposure. Things had picked up for both Reid and Tyler since then, however. They were back to what they viewed as normal for them, but there was still one Son of Ipswich to worry about.

Caleb Danvers still had not recovered from the battle that almost cost him his life. If not for his father, his life and his power would be in the hands of Chase Collins.

"My father..." Caleb cleared his throat as his thoughts as they threatened to consume him.

Today was the day he and his mom had decided to have an official funeral. It would not be big, but more of an intimate gathering between the families. Caleb stood in front of the mirror that towered over him by two feet, adjusting his tie that he had been working on for the last five minutes. He figured he would have caught on after four years of formal events, but apparently he required more than four years. There was a faint knock on his doorframe and when he lifted his eyes, he took in the image of his mother. She was hesitant. She had often remarked the likeness of Caleb and his father. Caleb had once protested, but this time...he would allow her to reminisce. His mother had been through so much already.

"Need any help?" She questioned by way of invitation into his room. After a curt nod of his head in her direction, Evelyn Danvers entered her son's room. She reached her hands up to adjust the tie around his neck, guaranteeing that it would not look out of order. At this distance, Caleb was able to fully assess his mother's weary appearance. The worry that she carried for him about the Power had faded after the death of his father and was now replaced with grief over her husband's death. Her eyes did to betray her. They reflected the days his mother had spent in her room, now empty, and simply cried. On her breath, Caleb detected that she had most likely consumed some form of alcohol recently. Old habits die hard. Once his mother had finished with his tie, she gripped the lapels of his tux tenderly.

When Evelyn's eyes locked with her son's, all she could see was the face of her husband. That thought alone was enough to make her heart tighten in her chest. She never knew that the pain of losing William would hurt as bad as it was hurting now. She pressed a light kiss to her son's cheek, before she pulled away from him and released him by his lapels. On her way to the door of his room, she kept her head lowered. Her thoughts about this day ran at about ninety miles per hour. She worried about if everything would go smoothly and if everything had been arranged to her husband's wishes. Her son's voice broke her out of her thoughts.

"Mom?"

She rested a steady hand on the wooden frame as she turned her head to face her son. With a calming exhale to gather herself, she lifted her chin to Caleb. "Yes, Caleb?"

As the corners of his mouth tugged, Caleb produced a smile that appeared to make his mother's troubles vanish in that moment. "Dad would want us to continue on...he would want us to remember the good things about him."

Evelyn was silent for a few spare seconds, before she responded. "I think you're right."

Night had descended within the next hour and the moon hung high over the treetops, watching the scene below. Several cars slid into the Danvers' driveway, parking in their respective spots. Caleb and his mother stood side-by-side outside the grand doors of their home to greet their guests. The other Sons offered their respects to Evelyn, before they followed behind Caleb into the foyer.

"Thanks for coming," Caleb told them sincerely. He stopped walking once he approached the foot of the grand staircase.

Pogue removed the hand that he had stuffed in his pocket and rested it on his friend's shoulder. "You know we're here for you, Caleb. All of us."

Tyler and Reid nodded their heads in affirmation. Reid glanced around the house, watching as his mom and dad took a seat in front of the fireplace in the living room. When he returned his gaze to Caleb, his furrowed eyebrows revealed his question, before he could even get it out.

"Sarah isn't coming tonight," Caleb supplied, his voice slightly broken from the sentence. He had hoped she could come and bring him some sort of peace.

"I thought things were fine between you two?" Tyler questioned.

Caleb lifted a hand to dismiss any signs of false information. "Things are fine, Tyler. My mom just thought it would be better if this event stayed between the families."

Evelyn clapped her hands together to draw the attention of everyone. Once everyone had silenced, she asked all the guests to follow her outside. The outside of the Danvers' mansion was blanketed in various flowers and accompanied by statues of all kinds-ranging from human-like ones and animals. Lights lit up the path, guiding everyone to the casket where William Danvers III lay. Caleb overheard his mother gasp and when he followed her gaze; he saw the figure that captured his mother's attention. Standing near the casket was the silhouette of a person. Caleb's body tensed as he prepared to attack whomever the figure was, epically if the figure made any sudden movements. He had assumed that the figure was Chase, but it appeared more feminine. Caleb faintly got a glimpse of the mass of dark hair that was bundled under a scarf that wrapped around the presumed female's head. Her back stood to the rest, covered by the slick surface of her leather coat.

Under the weight of someone's foot, a fallen branch snapped. The sound was enough to cause the strange female to stiffen. Without sparing a look to whoever was behind her, she shot away from the casket and ducked into the trees gathered twenty yards away. Caleb was dumbfounded by the girl's disappearance.

"Who the hell was that?" Reid spoke up.

A ring of fire swallowed Caleb's eyes, before being taken over by the black that replaced his irises. "I intend to find out."

a/n: That's it for now! Hope I didn't bore you too much...please let me know what you think in a review! i promise the next chapter is longer!