Chapter 3

"I...need...help!" Kenzi bit the words out one after another, as she tried to push a used fridge through the door of the Clubhouse. The back of the fridge hit the frame, causing the whole thing to turn abruptly and stuck there.

Eiky ran out and pushed the fridge, but that only made Kenzi laugh.

Kenzi waited for either Bo or Tamsin coming out to give her a hand, but neither of them seemed to have noticed what she was doing, because not only the background music from the video game was too loud, Tamsin was also yelling "left! Left!" at Bo inside the house.

"Seriously, bitches, get your cute asses outta here and help!" Kenzi yelled through the crack open door.

The game was paused, and the music stopped, but neither Bo nor Tamsin moved.

"I said left!" Tamsin's voice loud and angry.

"I was moving left!" Bo's voice equally loud and angry.

"That wasn't left!"

"You mean, that wasn't your left?"

"Took you this long to figure out which left I was talking about, Succu-dumbass?"

"You don't use yourself as the reference when you give other people directions, Valky-moron! And you know what's more important? I don't need your instructions!"

"Right, if it weren't for me you wouldn't even be able to get through the newbie zone," Tamsin taunted.

"I would have already finished the whole game if I didn't have to spend all my time dealing with your bitching right beside my ears," Bo argued.

"Ugh huh," Tamsin replied. "By finish the whole game you mean putting your character through a thousand horrible deaths before you finally give up?"

Kenzi covered her forehead with her right hand, closed her eyes and shook her head in defeat. She squeezed through the narrow space between the fridge and the door and commanded, "for the last time, ladies, help me, or I'm gonna delete the online accounts, your saved game data, your profiles, everything."

Tamsin and Bo immediately stopped talking and turned to look at her, the brunette's eyebrows raised and the blonde's eyes narrowed. Then they both jumped out from the couch and rushed to the door.

"Works like a charm," Kenzi murmured to herself with a subtle smile on her face as she watched Tamsin and Bo move the fridge into the corner of the kitchen. The blonde immediately stuffed several packs of beer into it while the brunette filled the ice trays with liquor and put them into the freezer.

Rushing back to the couch, Bo and Tamsin fought for the Xbox controller, but Kenzi took the it away from them. "How's Operation Cancel That Engagement going today?" She asked, her eyes looking at Bo.

"Still trying to locate the two rings, the brooch and the armlet."

"What about the other pieces?" Kenzi asked as she turned to Tamsin.

Tamsin rolled her eyes, refusing to cooperate, but Kenzi held up the controller in front of her and waved it at her, so she eventually said, "some chick from a noble family has the hairpin, but her butler told us that she couldn't see us until three days later."

"A guy has the bracelet," Bo said, "but he wants eighty thousand dollars for that."

"Eighty thousand dollars?!" Kenzi exclaimed. "Sounds like it's time for you to put some of your charms to work, Bobo."

"She tried, and faaaaailed," Tamsin said. "Yeah, I know, she's just that lame."

"It was because he is able to resist sex demon's charms!" Bo corrected her in a protest.

"Whatever," Tamsin said. "Anyway, eighty thousand dollars or no go for that one."

"Then, there's that pair of earrings, owns by a family living on the east side of the city."

"And you two just decided to play games all day here, instead of going there to get the earrings?"

"You got the car, and you are the only one who knows how to drive," Bo reminded her. "And...I'm really close to finishing Act 3."

Kenzi sighed, shaking her head. "Let's get something to eat first, and we'll go get the earrings."


They arrived at the house of the family who had the earrings as the dusk fell. Kenzi pulled her car on the side of the dead end road, and looked at the house.

It was a common starter home, two storage with one car garage and a tiny front yard that hadn't been mowed for ages and a very small, unfenced backyard with trees that were either untrimmed or dead. It was a little run down, just like every other houses in that old community. The roof needed repair bad. The garage gate was bent. The driveway needed to be repaved. And there were a hundred other things that needed to be fixed, repaired or replaced.

That was why Kenzi frowned at the brand new luxury car parked outside the garage.

"Gee, if they could afford an eighty thousand dollar car, they should fix the damn roof first…" she murmured.

"You don't get hotties throwing themselves at you for a beautiful roof," Tamsin commented with her nose scrunched. Then she got out of the car and went to knock on the door.

No one answered.

"They are not at home?" Bo asked, frowning. She circled to the side, taking a peek through the window, but the blinds were closed and she couldn't see inside. However, the light leaking through the cracks between the blinds, the parked car, and the loud TV told her that someone should be at home.

Bo knocked on the door too, but no one answered the door.

Tamsin rolled her eyes and walked into their backyard. When she noticed that the door to the back porch was open with its frame bent and glass shattered and the porch had a few broken wooden panels, like something had slammed the door open and forced its way through the porch, she frowned and pulled her dagger out, gesturing Bo and Kenzi to follow her.

"Emmm...I think this is trespassing..." Kenzi murmured, tucking herself behind Bo's back.

Tamsin scoffed and went in without even making a comment on what Kenzi has just said.

They walked into the house, and entered the kitchen. No one was there.

On the dining table, there was a large cake. Half of it had already been cut, and the remaining half had "Congratulations!" written on it, but it didn't say what event it was for.

"Hello?" Bo called out while standing in the middle of the dining area. Then she stared at a milk carton and a glass of milk on the counter, and she frowned. The carton cap was placed aside, and there were a few drops of fresh milk on the counter, which looked to her like someone had been pouring the milk but walked away because something unexpected had just come up.

Tamsin, on the other hand, was frowning at drops of red, dense liquid on the carpet. She got down on one knee and smeared her index finger on one drop. She sniffed it and said, "it's blood."

Bo and Tamsin exchanged a look, before they both headed into the living room. Kenzi tried to stop them, but neither listened to her.

They briefly examined the living room, glancing at the coffee table that was flipped to the side and things scattered on the floor like phones, tablets and magazines. The long tear on the front side of the brand new leather couch caught Bo's attention, but since they found no blood in the living room, they didn't spend much time in there. Instead they chose to follow the trail of blood and went up the stairs.

The moment they stepped on the winders in the middle and turned to face the upper half of the staircase, they saw a woman sitting there, drenched in blood. She looked very dead, with a look of horror on her face.

Kenzi was about to scream, and Tamsin and Bo both slammed a hand on her mouth to stop her from doing that. Bo's hand ended up stacking on top of Tamsin's, and the Valkyrie shot her a cold stare as she slapped her hand away.

Tamsin went to check the woman, and confirmed that she was dead. She quickly scanned her blood soaked pajamas and slippers, and the huge tear wound on her stomach like something sharp had cut her open, before she cautiously went up to the second floor.

There, she found two more bodies. One in one of the bedrooms, the other facing down in the hallway. Both were drenched in blood, and both were very dead.

"Looks like someone, or something, slaughtered the whole family," Tamsin concluded as she pointed at a family photo hanging on the wall in the master bedroom. "The wife-" she said, pointing to the direction of the stairs. Then she pointed at the two dead bodies on the second floor with her chin and continued, "the daughter and the son."

"Where is the husband then?" Bo asked as she stared at the family photo, having a hard time to accept that at least three of those happy people in the picture had been dead already.

"Ran away, went hiding, or he did it," Tamsin murmured.

"Oh well," Bo said, taking a deep breath. "I guess it's time for us to call the cops."

"Yeah, tots, but anonymous call please," Kenzi said. "I want to stay off their radar."

Tamsin rolled her eyes. She was about to say something, but the loud siren from police car interrupted her. She frowned at Kenzi and asked, "when did you call the police?"

"I didn't," Kenzi answered. She paused there for a second or two, before she said, "shit, we need to go!"

Tamsin and Bo frowned at her at first but it didn't really take long for both of them to realize that they were in fact at a crime scene and telling the police "we are here for their earrings" would certainly not be a good excuse.

Following Kenzi, Tamsin rushed downstairs. "It's all your fault!" She told Bo.

"Well last time I checked, you were the one who proposed to me. If you could have just landed on your face, none of these would have happened!" Bo countered.

Tamsin let out a frustrated growl as she grabbed Bo's hand, forcing her to move faster. They headed straight to the front door first because it was closer, but before they got there, someone banged on the door and yelled, "police! Open the door!"

"Crap," Kenzi grunted as she dragged Bo and Tamsin to the back door, but had to stop abruptly right before she ran into another police officer who had just appeared on the porch.

The officer was a little startled at first. He stared at the three of them, his eyes narrowed. Bo almost thought he looked friendly, until he suddenly sniffed the air and became very vigilant. He furrowed his brows and exposed his teeth, low growls humming in his throat. "Hands where I can see!" He commanded as he stepped forward.

"Emmm...please, let us explain," Bo tried, with her signature Succubus smile. She approached the man slowly and reached her hand out, but forgot that she had a dagger in it.

The officer growled furiously at her dagger. He stared at Bo and hissed, before his eyes turned gold and then black. He had his face scrunched to the point where it was hard for them to tell if it was a face of a human, or an animal.

"Get back!" Tamsin hissed at Bo as she grabbed the brunette's waist and pulled her back behind her. She stared back at the man, her eyes sunk into black shadows and her face turning into its true form. "Get outta my way, loser," she commanded him in a low voice as she cast her doubt on him.

The officer let out a painful cry, and shook his head. He pressed her hands on his forehead and stumbled aside, leaving the exit open for them.

Kenzi let out a deep breath and rushed out, but just when she stepped her foot on the porch, she heard a weird whistle coming from behind her.

It felt like she didn't hear the whistle with her ears, but with her brain, and that sound paralyzed her. Suddenly her body was no longer hers, and she became a puppet controlled by someone else. She glanced at Bo and Tamsin and realized that they had lost control of their bodies to the whistle too.

The three of them were forced into the police vehicle by that whistle, and the person who whistled at them, the other police officer, took his fedora off and bowled slightly at them, before he drove them back to the police station.


Tamsin pulled the handcuffs on her wrist and hissed, even though she knew there was no way she could break free from it.

The officer sitting across the table huffed out light laugh as he stared at her. He seemed to be amused by her attempt.

"Don't make me mind fuck you again, Wolfboy," Tamsin threatened.

The man paused. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed his chin. "How do you-"

"-figure out that you are a Wolf? Hmmm...let's see...you sniff the air like in every five seconds? Your abundant body hair? That growling sound you make? Well actually they are probably too subtle. Maybe I need to see you pissing to a pole just so I can be sure."

The officer curled his lips, and forced that little smile to disappear from the corner of his mouth. "Explain to me why you and your friends were in that house," the officer said in a low voice, with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Emmm...we took a wrong turn in that cul-da-sac?" Tamsin replied with a smirk.

"Your sense of humor is deeply appreciated, but I'm afraid that it won't get you anywhere," the man said.

"And you think your lame ass interrogation skills will get your anywhere?"

The officer huffed. "What do you know about interrogation skills?" He asked.

"More than you can imagine, officer," Tamsin sneered.

The man shook his head slightly, before he pulled an empty chair over and sat down. He observed the look on Tamsin's face, then sighed and said, "look, we just want to know what happened there, okay?"

"We have no idea what happened there. It surely wasn't us who killed them."

"Then who did it?"

"Emm...I don't know, we kinda just stood there and watched the killer kill three victims, and then we all shook hands with the killer and then, we just stayed in the house waiting for you guys," Tamsin drawled, tapping her fingers on the table. "Is that what you want to know, or do you want the much simpler, more reasonable version, like, we have no fucking clue."

The officer gazed into Tamsin's eyes, his thumb gently rubbing his chin, the look in his eyes like he was trying to figure her out. "Why were you at that house then? None of you were the friend of that family, and you don't live nearby. There must be something that-"

Tamsin rolled her eyes and stared back at the man with her taunting eyes. "Why the hell are you wasting time on us, while the real killer is still out there?"

"Maybe because you haven't convinced me that none of you were the killer yet."

"Do you really think that we did it, Wolfboy? How could we possibly avoid the blood spatter if any of us actually killed them? Why the hell would we stay there after we killed them? Oh and the one million dollar question, where is the husband? Have you ever thought maybe he killed them and then he fled?"

"I don't see a reason for him to kill his family," the man replied. "They were a happy family, plus they had just won a big lottery jackpot."

"Ha, I guess that explains the luxury car, the big ass flat screen TV and…. " Tamsin murmured. Then she shrugged and added, "hey, maybe there's your motive. Maybe he wants to have all the money to himself."

The officer shook his head, about to say something, but was interrupted when the door to the interrogation room opened.

"Yo, Dyson," the officer who whistled Bo, Tamsin and Kenzi into his car stuck his head out behind the door. "Got a minute?"

Dyson glanced at Tamsin, before he nodded back at his partner. "Of course," he replied, standing up. He walked out the door and closed it behind him.

Tamsin grunted and pulled on the handcuff again, as she watched two men's silhouettes through the half closed blinds.


"I've got a Valkyrie in there, and she got a smart mouth," Dyson said to his partner outside the interrogation room.

"One of mine is a little charmer," the other officer pointed at Bo with his chin.

"She certainly is," Dyson said as he looked at Bo, his eyes inevitably lingering on her face longer than he should have.

His partner huffed out a light laugh, and Dyson cleared his throat embarrassingly. "I mean, she does look unusually attractive," he explained.

"That's cuz she's a Succubus."

"She's a Succubus?" Dyson said in surprised.

The other officer nodded. "She tried to charm me, and I excused myself out before she succeeded."

Dyson paused for a second or two, before he said to his partner, "this doesn't make any sense, Hale. Neither Succubi nor Valkyries kill like that. And...since when does a Succubus team up with a Valkyrie and a human girl to kill the humans like that?"

"Yeah, speaking of that human girl. Her prints came up in the system pretty quickly. Here's what she has done in the past, theft, fraud, vandalism, associated with different aliases of hers. And...hear this, a death certificate of hers."

"A death certificate?" Dyson asked, frowning.

Hale nodded as he gave Dyson a copy of Kenzi's death certificate. "So legally speaking, she's dead."

"That doesn't mean anything. She could have faked her death to avoid being arrested or something like that, given her records," Dyson said. He took another look at Bo, then Tamsin, before he asked, "what about the other two?"

"Not in our system," Hale said. "Probably new in town."

"A Succubus and a Valkyrie, you don't get that kinda new players in town that often."

"Nope, you don't," Hale replied. "They are here on a mission for sure."

Dyson nodded and went silent for a while, before he said, "what do you say, we let them go, since both you and I know it's not them who killed those people-"

"-but we keep an eye on them, and see what exactly they are up to."


Later that night, Bo, Tamsin and Kenzi went to the Dal to get some drinks so they could forget about their day of being cuffed and interrogated at the police station, and the fact that they still didn't have the earrings since that house now was a crime scene and was flooded with police officers.

"Ugh...I must have been cursed by the damn Frost Giants or something..." Tamsin murmured in a painful groan, one of her hands covering her forehead and the other held her shot glass.

She downed her drink, and rolled her eyes when she saw Dyson walk through the door.

"Oh, look, it's Officer Growling Face," Kenzi said, nudging Bo on her side.

Bo sipped her drink and took a glance at him. When she saw Dyson wave two fingers at her with a warm smile, she hesitantly smiled back. "His name is Dyson," she said to Kenzi.

Tamsin rolled her eyes again. "Succubus mode, on," she narrated. "Power, extremely high."

Dyson came over to their table and greeted them. Then he grabbed a chair and sat down despite Tamsin's cold stare.

"Officer Dusche Hat is not with you tonight?" Kenzi asked.

Dyson chuckled and shook his head. "He's interviewing some witnesses."

"Yet you are here taking a shot on one of your suspects?" Tamsin asked, pointing at Bo.

Dyson rubbed his nose, letting out a weird laugh. "Actually, I got a few questions for you guys, if you don't mind."

"Whatever," Tamsin replied.

"When you were there, have any of you noticed any...large animals?"

"You mean like...a dog or something?" Kenzi asked as she looked at Bo, and the brunette shrugged and shook her head.

"No, I mean something with...maybe tusks..." Dyson explained. "Tusks that could cause large tearing wounds, like..."

"-a boar?" Tamsin asked, the look on her face suddenly serious.

"A boar?" Dyson asked, his look intrigued. "Why would you say that? I mean...we did find some evidence that might indicate the presence of a boar, but we've never had boars reported in this area."

"Huh," both Tamsin and Bo said at the same time. Then they looked at each other with their brows raised.

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" Tamsin asked Bo.

"Emmm...that depends on what exactly you are thinking," Bo replied.

"A big load of cash, a killer boar and a missing husband, you know what I'm thinking, Bo," Tamsin said after she downed another drink.

"So you think the reason that they won the lottery was because-"

"-the husband made a deal with a Babi Ngepet, and as a result-"

"-he had to bear the curse, and that was why-"

"-he had turned into a boar and lost his humanity and-"

"-killed his whole family."

Kenzi stared at the other two women who had managed to finish each other's sentence so smoothly and fluently like it was just one person talking. "Wow," she said. "Am I the only one who feels like...being left out?"

"Me too," Dyson said with a smile as he raised his hand. "So you two were saying that the husband turned into a boar and killed his family?"

"He probably made a deal with a Babi Ngepet, a type of boar demon, so he could be rich. I don't know if he knew about the price of it though. Making a deal with a Babi Ngepet is just like making a deal with any type of demons. You have to sacrifice your humanity, and in this case, you will turn into a boar."

"He probably shifted while watching TV, and the others panicked and pissed him off or scared him. He attacked them and then he ran," Tamsin said.

"Okay, if this is what has happened there, where is he now? Where is the husband?"

"Probably wandering in the woods behind the community, happily rubbing his back against a tree or something, like any boars. You should really call those...emmm...those people who...who...hunt down animals."

Dyson turned his face a little and frowned with a confused look, and so did Kenzi. Bo, on the other hand, chuckled while sipping her drink. "Those people who hunt down animals…" She mimicked Tamsin's tone and laughed. "She meant animal control," Bo explained, and Tamsin shot her a cold stare.

"I'll...call them now," Dyson said. He stood up and glanced at Bo and Tamsin, before he joked, "maybe you two should consider joining the police force."

Tamsin scoffed. "Sorry, too hot for the police uniform," she told Dyson before he left.