Highlander: Methos, The Hunter

Manchester, England
44 Hours to Zero Hour…

Nervously she ran the blade over her stomach as she smiled slightly from what he had told her, all she had to do was sever the head of the dark ones and the ever lasting darkness would claim then finally. In her studies she had learned about immortal souls and the darkness that plagued the earth for centuries and now she was a warrior for god, although his methods had been painful she had come too trust the messenger of god called Tanith. With a smile she stepped closer too him and spoke softly as he pulled on his clothes.

"Did I please you my lord?"

Silently he nodded while he pulled on his trousers and eventually his boots. His attire was shocking too her, for a messenger of god he wore clothes that echoed of darkness.

"What do I wear my lord?"
"Nothing…" he said quickly "We have work to do, gather your weapon of god and we shall proceed with the cleansing"
"As you wish…"

A smile came over his face as he looked on at the young naked woman he was about too escort out into the early morning mist. As he opened the doors the light burned in her eyes while the sun began to rise over the horizon, the odour of rain on grass filled their lungs as she finally took in her first breath of freedom as the cold air hit her hard she stepped back slightly as he walked towards a large black car with black windows, in the distance a large city was clearly visible as she walked towards it with no care for her own safety, slowly he muttered too himself as he saw the young naked woman open the door to the car.

"Hmmm, That body is Perfection"

In his mind the dark large room appeared as a voice called out from the darkness.

"We have done well with this one brother… We have chosen well"
"It was also fun, perhaps we will not take her head yet, she has more too offer us in our cause, Macleod can not resist a damsel in distress"
"An excellent idea brother…"

As she sat in the car he opened the drivers side door and drove the two of the them away while she shivered in the cold morning air.

Slowly they drove around the city as he watched the passengers until he felt the presence of an immortal, a smile came over his face as he slammed on the breaks and looked at her.

"Well my dear, it seems we have our first dark one"
"I feel it… Ohh, I feel it, what do we do?"

Slowly he mounted the pavement with his car and began to accelerate until the unsuspecting immortal bounced off the car and crashed too the floor hard.

"Come with me, you should do this"

Nodding she opened the door and stepped out onto the quiet side street as Tanith walked towards the immortal, reached inside his jacket and pulled out his sword as he called out.

"Who are you?…"
"It is not me you should worry about dark one…"

Tanith's eyes drifted around the car as the young naked woman walked towards them both and took the sword from him and held it in the air ready too strike.

"You've gotta be kidding me, who is this woman?"

With a dark smile Tanith looked at her and nodded as she obeyed and swung the sword severing his head with one strike, her eyes opened wide as she looked at him and spoke softly.

"Now what?"
Wait for it…" He replied quickly.

Her eyes focused on the beheaded body as it began to glow white and energy sparks hit her hard, her body vibrated and jolted with both pain and pleasure as the energy from the dead man as she let out a scream that shocked herself. Slowly the energy faded as she fell to the floor panting and crying.

"Now my dear… now you are ready too face the dark ones"

As sweat dripped off her body she looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"What the hell was that?"
"That my dear, was your good absorbing the darkness of the evil one, use it… grow stronger and together we will destroy the evil"

Images flooded her mind of weapons and martial arts, almost as if she was possessed by the darkness she had just taken as sweat and tears dripped off her naked body, it was almost as if she could her muscles learning over again, yet in an instant the unusual sensation had past.

With force he pulled her too her feet as he slipped his arms around her waist and smiled.

"You have more too learn… I will teach you. Hold on too what you have taken from the dark one, hold it and use it… we will soon face the demons"
"As you wish my lord"

8 Hours to Zero Hour…

Death and destruction was carved out threw the streets of Manchester and it's surrounding areas as Methos/Tanith and his apprentice carved their way threw any immortal that got in their way.

Sat alone with his head in his hands Joe Dawson, the aging American watcher shed a tear for each immortal lost in this unholy crusade, only the sound of a nock on his door awoke him from his dark thoughts.

Slowly he wiped his tears away and looked up as the tall, well dressed former MI6 agent stood in his doorway.

"Smythe… Sorry I was just…"
"Day dreaming Mister Dawson, Day dreaming"
"Why do you hate me so much Smythe?"
"Hate you? I do not know you, I do not trust people I do no know…" He replied swiftly.
"The world is full of people you do not know"
"And that worries me, every time" He said slowly.
"You know I almost got a smile then, By the way… Call me Joe… May I call you Arthur?"

Nodding slowly Mister Smythe walked into the room and picked up two glasses and a bottle of Scotch whiskey from the cupboard next too him before sitting down facing him, slowly he poured out two large glasses and offered one too Joe.

"I guess Arthur is as good a name as any, I've done some checking on this naked woman with your friend, Nothing turned up… Joe he is baiting us, trying to reveal our hand… think of it as poker, he wants too see our hand before he shows his"
"I know sir… But who is this woman?"

"No picture of her exists. Almost a pity, my son-in-law would say she 'sounds hot' The problem we have is that every watcher who sees them ends up dead"

"I know" Joe Replied. "… Not even a description of this mystery woman, could she be the one behind it all?"

As Joe took a sip of his drink the office door opened slowly as a face appeared around it, with a slight smile Joe ushered the person in.

"Jenna, this is Arthur. He's a specialist we called in…"

Arthur wiped his head around so fast a crack was heard, quickly he stood and smiled as he opened the door for her to enter.

"You can call me what ever you want miss…?"
"Just Jenna for now… I haven't settled on a last name yet, Plus i think it's time for a change"

With a smile he looked at Joe and quickly back to the young woman before him.

"I see immortal life works well for some of you"

With a smile he stood and offered his seat as she graciously accepted.

"Joe, I am all for spending time with a beautiful woman, but she is immortal… I thought we watched, not interfered, all though sometimes watching is fun miss"
"Arthur, sometimes the rules must be… bent. Plus I read your file… both of them, heavy reading"
"Boys… Boys… No pissing contest you know I'll win. Listen the reason I came here"
"I was wandering about that" Joe said fast.
"I have an idea…"

With a smile on her lips Jenna spoke slowly as Joe and Arthur listened with interest. The death and destruction caused by Methos and the young woman had swept across the city like a plague, but too end this finally something amazing was needed, some one had to be the bait.
"…And that's where I come in Joe… It all began with me, it must end with me"

"He'll never go for that, plus Mac would never challenge you"

Smiling Jenna looked at Arthur and nodded.

"All Methos has to do is see feel one immortal present, Arthur… you feeling lucky?"
"You have got to be joking me?" His eyes opened wide as he spoke.
"Sir, I have checked a lot of records, every immortal Methos has killed has challenged me in the past… he is still in their…"
"No… but I know someone who will help, when do you want this thing too happen?"
"As soon as possible"
"Let me make a few phone calls"

With a smile he reached into his long beige coat and pulled out an old flip phone, as he began dialing Jenna left the room only to be stopped by another watcher.

"Jenna?"
"For now" She replied.
"I've been studying your file for some time now, I see you've been with a few over the last few years. Duncan Macleod, Joe Dawson and Methos…"

"What can I say? I'm a slut" She replied with a wink.

The next line of conversation shocked her as she listened and blushed slightly.

"Well… Umm…"
"Say it" She said with a smile.
"Okay, I'm here if you need anything… Call me"
"That is so sweet, thank you… Maybe I'll call you… What is your name?"
"Sarah"

With a smile Jenna left the building with a red face and fear as she knew what she must face, not the young female watcher, but the ancient and powerful immortal Methos and his unknown student, it was this unknown student that feared her the most.