The demon possessing Grantaire froze for a second and then growled, "Useless little boy is putting up a fight, I see," he muttered, losing his concentration for once. Enjolras swore he could see the demon fidgeting, as if Grantaire was fighting against it to control his own mind and body.

Enjolras took the chance to shout out for help. He didn't want to leave Grantaire in this state of possession. Sure enough he heard shouts from below and people running up the stairs. The demon pushed Enjolras against the wall and Enjolras felt claws tear at his skin and start to bleed.

"No!" Combeferre said, running in. The demon turned and smiled and Combeferre froze to see the black eyes on Grantaire. The demon flicked his wrist and Combeferre went flying into the wall. Courfeyrac ducked and swore as he charged the demon. He was thrown away into the table. Jehan hit his head and it started bleeding. Bossuet was thrown backwards down the steps, and Joly caught him and stumbled. Marius ran, but tripped over Jehan and fell down in a pool of blood. Feuilly, however, was running somewhere else, his mind racing a mile a minute. Bahorel was following him.

"Distract the demon for a second," Feuilly said. Bahorel did as he was told, since it was a life-or-death situation.

Bahorel shouted and threw a cup at its head. The demon dodged, but it was just enough time for Feuilly to take a bucket and pour water on the demon. His skin smoked and the demon hissed. He turned and jumped out of the window. They watched him run away.

"Grantaire's still in there," Joly asked, looking for confirmation.

Combeferre nodded, "and so is the demon. Come, we have to get to somewhere safe."

"Oh no, what if Cosette is possessed!" Marius cried out. "Can we please go there?"

The various Amis were bleeding and holding broken bones, but they all nodded and quickly made their way to the Fauchelevent's where they found Devil's traps and salt lines everywhere.

"Was there a demon attack?!" For some reason, Javert, Azelma, and Gavroche were there. Everyone told their stories and they all sat down, Joly and Combeferre tending to the wounded.

"To tell if someone is a demon, you can simply say Christo," Javert said.

Bahorel narrowed his eyes, "How do you know all of this?"

"I didn't stalk Valjean across Paris for 20 years," Javert snapped, "I learned things, and I learned about fighting the supernatural. Of course, demons are a whole other thing. All I know is how to fend one off. I don't know how to exorcise it."

"And you?" Bahorel turned to Feuilly. "What exactly did you splash on the demon?"

"Holy water," Feuilly said. "When I was living on the streets, I ran into a few Hunters. They taught me the basics."

"Why are they targeting us?" Jehan asked.

"Hey Javert, do you know anything about the Winchesters?" Enjolras asked him. "The demon mentioned them."

Javert frowned, "I heard they were really powerful American hunters."

"They'll be able to help us," Courfeyrac said. "We should go to America."

"That's ridiculous," Javert sneered, "There are a bunch of Hunters here—"

"We have friends in America," Marius said.

Cosette nodded. Everyone froze as the door was flung open. Erik and Christine came running in, Christine crying. She hugged Cosette tightly and Erik told them what had happened.

"Not Raoul too…" Bahorel muttered.

"Permission to go to England to get the others?" Gavroche asked them.

Before Courfeyrac could protest, Azelma cut him off, "Gavroche is small and fast, trust him. I'm going to get your friends, Courfeyrac. We'll be back soon." With that, Azelma and Gavroche both left.

XXX

They all waited inside the house, solemn. Christine was exhausted, and went to sleep in Cosette's room. Azelma came back in the early hours of the morning with Fiyero, Elphaba, Glinda, Boq, and Nessarose.

"Thank goodness you're safe," Courfeyrac said, and then started telling them all what had happened. Azelma sat down on one of the chairs, and Nessarose wheeled over to sit next to her. They talked in quiet tones.

Boq was sent to redo the salt lines, carefully supervised by Javert. Valjean stood behind Cosette, always making sure he could easily protect her if the demons came. Courfeyrac was with Fiyero and Glinda, and they were playing cards. Enjolras and Elphaba seemed to be making plans.

Feuilly, meanwhile, was telling his fellow Amis everything he knew about fighting the supernatural. When Javert came back, he observed the lessons, only talking to correct a technique.

Marius was talking to Charles on the house phone, his face pale. He hung up and everyone fell into an uneasy silence. "We better hurry up, Sydney's possessed."