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Caleb Looked around at the other members of the Counsel. Lucine, and Illyria were looking at Gunther waiting for him to continue. He looked over at Illyria and smiled his fangs glistening in the firelight. His eyes were no longer red but a dark blue.

"I didn't kill a human so you can stop trying to smell it on my breath. There's a deer carcass about two miles form here."

"I think I speak for Caleb as well as myself when I say we aren't cleaning up any....left overs. Stick to the wood land creatures." Illyria continued to stare at him levelly across the flames.

"She has a good argument Gunther. This is their territory." Lucine laughed speaking with a southern drawl looking at him. Then turning to Illyria and Caleb, "But I don't think your friends patrolling the woods is a show of good faith do you?" she asked her green eyes filled with mirth.

"We weren't taking any chances." Caleb spoke up gazing at her from his seat across the fire. He was on edge. He didn't know if these two could be trusted. Illyria said the last Counsel had broken up because of betrayals and in-fighting. And he definitely wasn't letting his guard down. He'd kill them if they tried to hurt Illyria though he knew she'd be able to handle herself. He glanced over at her. She was studying the other members. She also wasn't sure about them. But they needed each other to complete their mission.

"Four warlocks, and a shape shifter against a vampire and lican? Not very fare odds." Gunther scoffed shifting his position in his seat.

"You know my kind have limitations. We can't use freely to defend ourselves without consequences." Caleb shot back. He was beginning to become irritated and he began to stand up.

"Enough." Illyria shouted giving Caleb a look that told him to sit back down. He did but continued to glar at Gunther. "We're here to band together and fix the Veil. It's the only thing keeping the evil at bay."

"She's right." Lucine agreed pulling out her copy of the Journal. Illyria and Gunther did the same. Caleb felt embarrassed pulling out the copy Illyria had translated for him and printed on computer paper.

"What is that?" Gunther asked looking at the pieces of paper in Caleb's hand. "Where's your Journal?"

"He doesn't have one. It's been centuries since the last Counsel. It could have been stolen or destroyed. He has the jist of what it contains." Illyria said defending him.

"But it contains the last clue to the location of the Veil." Lucine pointed out.

"We could get a copy from the Elves. They have a small colony just north of here." Gunther suggested.

"But I thought they all left during the crossing." Lucine said looking at him confused.

"Most of them did. But there's a tiny population still around." He clarified. "My family has been buying goods from them for centuries. Their craftsmanship is incredible."

"Well then should we go there before we figure out the first clue?" Caleb asked.

"No. Let's figure out the first clue so we won't have to spend more time trying to decipher it." Illyria said.

"She's right. Plus if we can't we can always ask the Elves for help." Lucine suggested.

"Okay. Here's the first clue." Illyria said opening the Journal. "Two worlds existing side by side. Yet they do not collide. You're destination is along the weakest point of the borderline." she read.

"Okay? So what's that mean?" Gunther asked confusion written all over his face.

"Two worlds? Like planets?" Lucine wondered out loud.

"I don't think so." Illyria responded glancing down and studying the page.

"Well worlds could be...domains, races, realms..." Gunther recited counting them off on his fingers. They all sat in silence for a few moments. Then a look of realization sprang onto Illyria's face.

"That's it!" Illyria exclaimed. "Realms! It's the realm of the Crossing."

"Okay but how do we know where to look?" Lucine asked.

"Think about it. What culture in the world contains the most the contain dragons, nymphs, elves, and fairies? And where are there still sightings of such creatures today?" Illyria coaxed.

"I don't know. Where?" Gunther pressed.

"Ireland!" Illyria exclaimed.

"Okay...So we have to go to Canada then Ireland." Caleb drawled slightly confused.

"Guess so." Illyria reckoned.

"Well when do we leave?" Lucine asked.

"I think it should be as soon as possible." Gunther suggested.

"Yeah definitely." Illyria agreed nodding as she looked at Caleb. "We'll have to pull some strings to get out of school but we can pull it off."

"No problem. All I need is ten minutes." He assured her taking her hand and squeezing it.

"Well I think we're gonna have to wrap up this meeting soon. I didn't apply my SPF 50." Gunther said glancing at the sky. In the east the horizon was beginning to glow purple with the coming of the rising sun.

"Oh. Yeah. The whole sun equals pile of ash thing." Lucine recalled.

"Actually as we get older our powers grow and we can go out in the sun. I'm only 500. So I have to layer on tons of sun screen if I want to go out in the sun. But my father is 1,562 years old. He can go out in the sun with no problem." he assured her. Turning to Illyria he said, "He said to tell your mom 'hi' ".

Caleb stiffened and looked at Illyria. She was staring into the fire then whispered, "My mom's dead."

"What? How? The Leszi are immortal like us right?" Lucine asked shocked.

"Just because we're immortal doesn't mean we're indestructible. She suffered from Postpartum depression. The doctor prescribed medication but she never took it. She was tired of living. She was almost 400 years old when she gave birth to me. She let herself age until she just....wasted away." Illyria sobbed. Caleb stood up and kneeled next to Illyria's chair. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. As the daughter of a Marine she'd been raised to always be strong, brave and self reliant. Once, after a few too many at Nicky's she had confessed she felt that she was such a disappointment to her father. When he'd asked why she told him she felt like her dad had wanted a boy but had go her instead. So she had tried to be the son he never had but she wasn't always successful. She was the strongest person he knew. She was like earth: stable, practical, and stubborn. But right now he was her rock. Soon she calmed down, turned to him and smiled slightly. Caleb smiled back and kissed her softly. Then he turned to Lucine.

"So what's your story?" he asked wanting to get past the current subject.

"I was born just outside New Orleans, Louisiana in 1835. My father was a white plantation owner. My mother was one of his house slaves. She was pregnant with me when a mob of people from the surrounding area came for my father. They had found out he was a Lican. His wife, jealous that he loved a slave instead of her had revealed his secret. They were chased into the bayou where my mother gave birth to me. We lived there until I was 16. Then my parents moved us into the French Quarter. I was educated to be a lady and to be the highlight of society. But then I met Marie Laveau. I stopped going to classes and balls instead going to ceremonies and dances. And she taught me all about Voodoo and the Arts. After her death I traveled around the world for a few years. Now I live in Savanna and run a herb shop were I sell vitamins, minerals, homeopathic, essential oils, and of course herbs for healing, and aroma therapy." She recounted. Turning to Caleb, "Your turn." she said. Caleb's legs were falling asleep so he stood up to stretch. Illyria did stood as well and motioned for him to sit in her chair. When he was settled she sat down on his lap and he wrapped his arms around her. Then he told them everything. About when he first got his powers, his brothers, when his dad lost control, his mom's slow downward spiral, Chase, and he beamed with love and pride when he told them about meeting Illyria. When he finished he looked at her and gave her a gentle squeeze. She smiled and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Well this is sweet and all but you know...the sun and all." Gunther reminded them.

"Yeah. We better head back too." Illyria agreed looking at Caleb.

"So when do we meet up again?" Lucine asked.

"Tomorrow night?" Gunther wondered.

"Sure. But let's meet somewhere...warmer and not in the middle of nowhere." Lucine suggested.

"What about the Colony House?" Illyria asked.

"Woah! Wait! What?" Caleb studdered. The guys would not like two outsiders in their most secret place.

"Oh come on. It'll be fine." Illyria urged.

"I don't know...well...sure why not?" Caleb mumbled.

"Okay. Tomorrow night. The Colony House." Illyria said.

"Sounds good." Lucine agreed.

"So see you tomorrow." Gunther affirmed.

"See ya." Caleb and Illyria responded. Lucine and Gunther went back the way they came. Caleb stood up and took Illyria's hand as they made their way back to the horses. When they got there he pulled her to him and held her close. He knew sometimes she just needed to he held for no reason and he was more than happy to oblige. She looked up at him and pressed her lips to his. They shared a powerful passionate kiss before they pulled apart. He held her horse's reins as she climbed up on it's back and then mounted his own steed. As they made their way down the mountain Caleb realized how tired he was. But there was also a sense of accomplishment. Maybe this whole thing wouldn't be so hard. But then again he knew he wasn't that lucky.


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