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Kane looked up from the sidewalk when he heard soft laughter. Two young women had just turned the corner and were now walking in front of him. He was about to turn around but froze when he seen a flash of silver.
Kane peered closer as the two talked. The one on the right wore silver teardrop shaped earrings. The one on the left was wearing gold half moons. Instead of turning around as he was going to originally, Kane followed the two women a few more blocks.
***
"Tig, we're being followed." Fallon whispered to her sister.
Tigress nodded. "I know."
"What should we do?"
"Um...run?"
"Sounds good."
Tigress counted to three in her head before taking off. Fallon was right with her. They heard whomever it was start running too.
"Holy hell!" Fallon yelled. "He's huge!"
Tigress looked back over her shoulder and gasped. "Oh my God!"
They turned suddenly only to find a ten-foot chain link fence about three yards away. The two ran to it and started climbing.
***
Kane was growing frustrated with the two women. When they took off running, he found himself becoming slightly peeved. So then, when they had turned off into the alley he was more than a little angry.
He watched for a second as they started scampering up the fence. With a slight sigh, he stepped up and grabbed each gently by the back of her neck. He was extremely careful not to hurt either of them.
"Aaaahhh!" they both screamed. Each woman instantly began to lash out with her feet.
"Stop!" he growled.
They stopped.
Kane gently set them down infront of the fence. Slowly they turned to face him. Both women were pale faced with terror.
He studied their faces intently. Could these be the ones he was dreaming of? Were they his protectors? The fear in their eyes made him rather doubtful and yet... Kane reached out, gently fingering the shorter one's teardrop earrings.
"Tigress..." she whimpered.
He turned to the other one. "Tigress..." he repeated softly, touching a gold half moon.
She trembled slightly. "Fallon, help."
"You're the ones." Kane whispered. "You're the two from my dream."
"Dream?" Fallon looked at Tigress confused.
Tigress made a gesture signaling that the guy was crazy. She looked up as he flicked his hair back. In the dim light of the moon, she could make out a mask. "It's you!" she gasped. "Fal, it's him!"
"No, it was just a dream." Fallon insisted, shaking her head furiously. "It can't be..." Her voice trailed off as she looked up at him. "Ah feck. It's him"
"We dreamed of you." the one called Tigress told him. "There was a house with fire and..."
"Two blacks things." Fallon jumped in.
Kane nodded. "Witches. They're witches."
"This is to weird." Tigress muttered.
"You're telling me." Fallon looked around nervously. "We need to go. It's going to storm."
Not knowing why, Kane started panicking. "No! Stay with me. Help me."
The two exchanged looks. "Listen, we know something weird is up but..." Tigress trailed off, taking a step back towards the shadows.
"But it was just a dream, nothing more. Sorry man." Fallon added.
Kane took a step forward as they completely disappeared. He peered into the darkness confused. He let out a startled shriek as two white doves flew out at him. They circled his head a few times before taking off.
***
Bradshaw looked out the car window at the large dark house across the street. "Hell, Paul still ain't gotten around to cleaning that place up."
Farooq rolled his eyes. "Who cares? Do you see his fat ass around anywhere?"
"Nope. Looks clear to me."
"Good. Let's go."
The two Acolytes, under the guise of darkness, made it to the house. They crept along the side until they reached the back.
"Doors are locked." Farooq reported.
"Duh." Bradshaw looked up. "We can climb. That window is open. We can get in there." He began to scale the wall.
The house was made out of stone. Small ledges stuck out in criss cross patterns. The men used these ledges to get to the window.
Bradshaw let out a startled yelp as he lost his grip and fell. He caught himself by grabbing a ledge. He looked up at Farooq with a sheepish smile.
"Wake the whole neighborhood why don't you?" Farooq snapped.
"I'll try."
Rolling his eyes, Farooq pushed open the window. He helped Bradshaw in. "Damn, it's dark."
Bradshaw fumbled along the wall until he hit a small switch. He flicked it. They both stood there with their mouths dropped at the room.
It was completely black. Along one wall was two twin beds covered in old musty quilts. Above each bed was a shelf with the names 'Ember' and 'Freye' engraved on them. The shelves contained personal items of the women's.
The other wall was nothing but shelves. Assortments of jars, vials, and racks were on them.
The third wall had life-sized posters of men and women's anatomies. The parts were labeled and stated what it was good for.
It the center of the room was a large fire pit with a cauldron over it. A rectangle table stood next to it. The table was covered in strange looking implements and papers.
The fourth wall contained the door; a rack with dresses hanging on it, and two desks. Each desk had books on it along with old-fashioned notebooks and quills. There was an inkstand in the center of the desks.
"Rooq, I think we just stepped into the children of the devil's bedroom." Bradshaw whispered.
"I think you may be right." Farooq said softly. "Let's look around so we can get the hell out of here. This place is giving me the willies."
"I'm going to remember to tease you about that at a later date."
"You do that."
Farooq and Bradshaw went to opposite sides of the room. They each started going threw stuff, looking for something that might help their master defeat his enemies.
After doing a semi-thorough search, they moved on down the hall to a different room.
Downstairs the front door swung open. Paul Bearer walked in then froze. He looked up at the ceiling. He had heard the floorboards creak.
***
Kane stood there in the alleyway as it began to rain. However, he was oblivious to the fact that he was getting drenched. He couldn't understand it. He was sure that the two women he had encountered were the ones from his dreams.
Then, why had they run away from him?
"Why?" he asked the empty alley. "You said you'd be with me. But you ran." Kane looked down at the ground, a tear slipping from under his mask. "Why?"
