They had taken a gate to get this close now he would have to find his brother. Carefully he called out on the ebon- gray thread. *Prick.*

Pain clouded his mind. Memories that should have been just that were clouded and all too real. Marian was dead. Killed by Daemon. Someone was holding him. He was too weak to use his jewel strength. Daemon. He sent the one word into the dark. It didn't matter if it was heard.

Someone was speaking to him… female… or at least he thought it was female. He seemed to be hearing her from underwater… or cotton had been stuffed in his ears… didn't matter. His eyes closed for just a second then sharp pain took his stomach. He wanted to curl up and make it stop… wanted ….

Something touched his mind… his Self… something cold and dark… something… ice shivered through him… Daemon?

He rose to the killing edge within a heartbeat. Jaenelle had said if…there was no if… someone was hurting his brother and that someone was going to see the High Lord and so very soon.

"The High Lord only needs the head." It was all he said as he too calmly placed his hands in his pockets and started toward the direction of where he had felt his brother.

Chaosti shrugged, "I guess he found out what side of Lucivar's temper we will be dealing with."

"Pray that is all he finds." Karla added.

Daemon? He called out once more then felt the dark power flowing all around him. Pain had no meaning. Cold… Ice… nothing but sweet darkness.

By time Karla reached what could have been a very nice town home if the street, courtyard, and several windows were running red with blood. Bodies laid … or rather what was left of bodies of about a half dozen people were mangled and more or less … splattered would have been a kind word for what she was seeing… were laid out leaving a path inside the house… and inside the house itself… none had their heads remaining … With a deep breath she now understood why Lucivar had called Daemon the Sadist when he was cold. And shuddered knowing the pain they must have felt when that cold rage torn them apart.

Gabrielle held Chaosti back with nothing more than a look. "I think it would be wise to wait till Prince Sadi decided that he needs help." Or wanted it for that matter.

Daemon leaned on the door frame watching the little witch. Her hand holding a handle of something… that something disappeared into Lucivar's stomach. His brother was screaming from the pain. A small amount of jeweled power and the body exploded leaving only the head intact. *Lady?* he called out to Karla his anger was still a living thing but his brother needed help.

Karla nodded to the rest of the party. "It's safe to enter now."

Ever so carefully Daemon came closer to his brother. His wings had been passed through the … table?... keeping him from moving. Both his arm and legs had been fastened with simple metal chains that shouldn't have held him. A drop of black power flowed into Lucivar stopping any bleeding that had been caused from the blade that had been pressed into his stomach.

Trying to keep his temper leashed he allowed himself to find out for what his eyes couldn't see. A nasty bump on the back of the head… nothing to worry about right now… but..

He narrowed his eyes and cursed with vivid creativity. He had the herbs to counteract the drug that they gave his brother … he just hoped that it was strong enough.

Stepping just a hair above the floor Karla air walked over to the doorway that led to the room Daemon was all to calmly standing. "Prince?"

He reached out his hand and called the bitches head back to him, "I'm taking this one to the High Lord." Then glided over to the door. Calling in the small amount of the plant that he had left, he placed it into Karla's hands. Saying nothing else he was out the door intent on only getting this bitch to one person who would know how to deal with her.

"Should we worry that he left or that he didn't try to help his brother." Aaron asked once he was sure Daemon was gone.

Karla entered the room ignoring both. A quick check of physical wounds and she spoke, "Lady some assistance, please."

"Mother night what did the bitch do?" Gabrielle let herself feel for wounds and stopped when she felt his wings.

"Daemon stopped the bleeding."

"Karla, I can see that. But I want to know why." She pointed to Lucivar's wings… right now that was concern to worry and not where he had been stabbed.

"Well darling if I had to guess, she had a death wish. Now let's get our brother home and see what we can fix and what will need to be protected until he finds the grounds beneath his feet."

"Chaosti, Love, can you and Aaron Help get him to the gate?"