3rd Person POV

A few days later, Charles had forced Catherine to come to the university with him. As he obviously didn't trust her enough to leave her at home. At least, that's what Catherine thought. When in fact, Charles worried about Catherine. Especially after what she'd said the other night.

Catherine sat at the bar by herself, drinking a scotch. She wasn't old enough to drink yet, however her ID could get her a lot of things she wanted. She watched as her brother, who had been named a professor just a few hours ago, try to finish a disgustingly tall glass of alcohol. Catherine finished her scotch and put it down on the bar, leaving a couple of coins on the counter before walking towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Catherine heard a voice say. It was Raven "You know Charles will go ballistic if he sees that you're gone."

"Chill little bird." Catherine said, using the nickname she'd given Raven so many years ago "I won't go far." Catherine didn't wait for a response before walking out of the bar. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw her brother flirting with, yet another girl. She rolled her eyes before stepping out into the street.

Taking a breath of the cold British air, Catherine started to walk down the road. But she felt as if someone was watching her, but as she glanced around her surroundings, she saw that no one was there.

She continued to walk down the street, before she came to a corner store that was just about to close. She darted in quickly before the Shopkeeper could close and lock the door.

"We're closing." The short man said. Catherine ignored him, looking at the alcohol and cigarettes on the shelf behind him.

"I'll take a pack of those." She said, pointing at a pack of cigarettes. The man frowned at Catherine, obviously not impressed that she'd ignored him.

"ID?" The man asked, looking Catherine up and down. She was quite tall for a nineteen year old, but she did have quite a young face.

Catherine slowly got out her ID, which said that her name was 'Quinn Darkholme', and handed it to the man. The shopkeeper inspected it, before handing it back to her.

He took down the pack of cigarettes, and Catherine slowly walked to the other side of the shop. She picked up a bottle of Coca-Cola, before turning back to the counter. What she saw almost made her scream.

A man. A different man. With skin as red as blood was standing behind the Shopkeeper. But the Shopkeeper didn't seem aware of the person behind him. In fact, the Shopkeeper was still. Very still indeed. And a little blood dribbled from his mouth.

Catherine's eyes widened as she slowly backed away, just before the devil man (whom Catherine had named inside her head) disappeared. He reappeared behind Catherine just as she backed into him.

The red man grabbed her around the waist before disappearing. Taking Catherine with him.

Charles POV

"This is very important to me, and if I can help you, I will do my utmost." I said, concluding my chat with Moira,

"Thank you." She replied. We both stood up and I looked around the bar. Not being able to see Catherine, I called Raven over.

"Where is she?" I asked, my voice lowered. Raven automatically knew exactly who I was talking about.

"She went out. Said she wouldn't be going far." Raven replied "Relax Charles. She can take care of herself."

I nodded, knowing Raven spoke the truth. If I were out of town for a few days...weeks even, Catherine would be fine. And I knew that she couldn't wait to get rid of me.

"If we're to go to America, we need to make sure that my sister is safe first." I said as I turned to Moira.

"Of course." Moira nodded, understanding completely. I walked over to the bar and picked up the phone. I called home.

"Hello, you've reached the Xavier residence. Please leave your message after the tone, and have a groovy day!" I cringed as I heard my own voice on the answering machine.

"Catherine, listen. I have been called to America on some very important business." I said after the beep had sounded "I shouldn't be more than a few days. There's money under the floorboard, and food in the fridge. I'm taking Raven with me, so you'll be on your own. Stay safe."

I hung up.

Hi guys,

So, I'm the author, Tegan. I just wanted to say a few things.

1. More reviews = Faster Updates, keep that in mind. I love to hear from you guys.

2. I sometimes struggle with changing from third person to first. So if you see any mistakes like that, please let me know.

3. It always bothers me when one of my favorite stories goes on an unannounced hiatus, so I will always try to let you know if I'm going a break :)

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-T