"No, Sororya!"

"Please?"

"No!"

"Please?"

"No!"

"Please?"

Aleigh sighed in frustration. Sororya had been asking her non-stop if she could phone Ash ever since Chris said he would do it. Sororya would have called by now, the only problem being that only Aleigh had his number, and no one else would give it to her. "No. And don't even think about asking him."

"Ask me what?"

Aleigh turned to face Acheron. "How do you know we're talking about you?"

Ash gave a small smile. "Just a hunch." He turned towards Sororya and raised a brow.

She looked at him, eyes large, bottom lip quivering. "She won't let me call you to ask if I can interview one of the Dark-Hunters for a history exam."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. She says he's too busy to talk to me."

"Which one are you referring to?"

"Zan."

"Oh, okay. Sure, I'll call him up for you."

"Really?"

"What?" Aleigh asked at the same time as Sororya.

"Why not? He's got nothing better to do at the moment."

"Uh, yeah he does." Aleigh all but pushed her friends to the popcorn stand. "You know, fighting Daimons, saving lives, stuff like that."

Ash laughed out loud while Sororya ordered a Diet Coke, Pepsi, a box of cookie dough bites and a thing of twisslers. For the longest time, she and Aleigh made it their tradition to buy twisslers for movies. They made for a whole lot more fun than the straws used for the Cokes. "Zan doesn't fight Daimons. Well, not all the time anyways."

"Huh?" Aleigh stared up at him dumbfounded. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said." Acheron helped Sororya carry the treats while following behind them to the theatre. Making their way back to theatre six, they found it to be already dark for the upcoming movie. "What are we seeing anyways?"

"Pathfinder. And you changed the subject!" People turned in their direction to shush them. Aleigh almost laughed at the thought of humans shushing the 11,000 year old Atlantian warrior. If only they knew….

Ash just flashed her a smile. Of course he wouldn't answer her question. Acheron never answered questions. Well, not all the time anyways. The little bit of information he revealed about Zan was probably all she was going to get for a long time. It was a wonder she thought she was any different. Sure, she had known Ash for a long time (a really long time) but he kept his secrets. Aleigh sighed and dropped the subject. There was probably a good reason Ash never answered questions. Everything the guy did seemed to be for a bigger purpose.

Oh, well. That's a mystery for another day.

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After the movie, the three of them stumbled out of the theatre in hysterics. Well, Aleigh and Sororya were always stumbling, but Ash never did. He held himself up with grace and authority, and an alertness that never failed despite the laughter he relished in.

"Oh my God!" Sororya said once she caught her breath. "That movie was so bad! What were they thinking? All the blood and gore, that was totally hilarious!"

Aleigh looked up at Acheron. She could sense the glow in his eyes despite the sunglasses. The acting couldn't have been any worse. There was hardly any dialogue either! Despite that, they still managed to have a good time.

Ash laughed. "Wulf would love that movie. Could you imagine the frenzy he would get into when he sees the Vikings?

All three of them burst into laughter. Wulf WAS a Viking, so seeing them on screen would be interesting for him, to say in the least. What would work him into the frenzy would be how BADLY the Vikings were portrayed! Ash made a mental note to be there with the Viking if Wulf ever decided to see that movie. He would probably start the whole "throw popcorn at the screen" scene ranting how REAL Vikings would have acted.

Trying to catch her breath after the latest giggle attack, Sororya waved her hand out towards Ash. "Hey, hey, hey… Before you do your whole disappearing act, could you call him?"

Aleigh shot her friend a a confused look before realization dawned on her. "No! would you stop bugging him about it?"

"Aleigh, you know how much I need this grade. And the best way to study, I think, is to ask someone who actually lived it. The teach gave us all the info we needed to know, now I just have to get the details."

"How do you know he'll even co-operate? For all we know, could be another Ash." Aleigh through a glare his way as he had the decency to look offended. "Don't play cute with me."

A sly smile crept across Acheron's godly features. "Believe me, I don't have to play."

Aleigh rolled her eyes as Sororya batted her lashes at him. "No, you don't have to toy at anything in that area."

Flashing a little fang at the girls, Ash whipped out his cell phone and dialed a number. Someone picked up a few seconds later. "Hey, I need you down here ASAP." Flipping his phone shut, he stared at the two girls. "What?"

They exchanged looks. "Nothing, nothing at all."

After exchanging their good-byes, Ash parted ways with Aleigh and Sororya.

"Wow, Chris was right," Sororya said.

"About…"

"Ash helping me out. See, told ya. You should try to have a little more faith in people."

Aleigh stayed quiet.

"Why don't you want to meet the guy anyways?"

"It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"Nothing. I'll see you later." Aleigh left Sororya standing in the entrance to her street as she made her way to her own home a few blocks over.

With the moon lighting the road, Aleigh picked her way through the streets. Silver shadows danced over every surface, giving them a mystical look. Colors were dulled from the lack of light. Black figures played across the pavement. The soft chill of the wind whispered in the background. The silent fall of feet fell behind her. Oh great. Now someone was following her. With her luck it was probably a Daimon. Putting her hands in her pockets, Aleigh worked a four inch blade out of her sleeve. It wasn't the most effective weapon at the moment, but it would have to do. As expected, she was soon stopped by a very tall blonde man with glittering blue eyes and angelic features.

Daimons always work in packs, the cowards. Not strong enough (though that didn't mean that they weren't strong) to attack their prey alone. Daimons often hunt in groups, attacking simultaneously to overwhelm their prey with their numbers. Though not able enough to fight alone, Daimons made formidable foes as a group.

Looking up at the man in her way, Aleigh raised a brow.

The Daimon smiled, not bothering to hide his fangs. "It's not safe to walk home alone at night. Would you like an escort?"

"Not really."

"Awww. That's too bad. My friends and I were hoping to have some fun tonight."

"Oh, well, sorry to disappoint you." Aleigh felt four more Daimons come up from behind her. Dang, too many for the small blade.

The Daimons moved closer to her. "I guess we'll just have to find another form of entertainment."

"Yeah, I guess."

The Daimon grabbed her arm as the others stepped closer to her. "I must insist that you join us."

"I think not." Aleigh pulled the dagger out of it's hiding place and stabbed the Daimon right across the heart. He burst into a cloud of gold dust. She turned quickly to face the others. Two of them jumped at her while the other two moved to the back. Aleigh moved to dodge an attack and caught the Daimon right across the chest. Blood swelled from the wound but he didn't disintegrate. The two that had move behind her grabbed her arms and forced the knife from her hand. The third one moved and delivered a fast blow to her stomach. Aleigh tried to double over at the pain, but the two Daimons held her in place.

The Daimon she had slashed grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head to the side. "I'll make you pay for that, bitch." Quick as lightning the Daimon bared his fangs and sank them deep into her neck.

Aleigh screamed in pain as he tore at her throat. He didn't get a lot of blood before she felt him being forced back from her. The two holding her arms fell away at the same time. Shocked at being bit by a Daimon, Aleigh started to fall, but felt a pair of strong arms grab a hold and lower her onto the pavement. Closing her eyes against the pain, Aleigh could hear the sounds of a fight. Scuffles on the concrete and rustling fabric complimented the sound of flesh hitting flesh. The sickening sound of breaking bones and dripping blood filled her ears. Then, almost as soon as it started, everything went silent.

Forcing her eyes open, Aleigh caught a glimpse of black biker boots walking towards her before everything went dark…

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And now she's back… from outer space…! Sorry it took so long! OMGsh! GOMENNASAI!!!!! It's been hectic with work and school and time to actually sit down and type this up. But I have my own computer now! YAY! So don't have to worry about waking people up at all hours of the night jut to type up these chapters. Anywho! Hope you all enjoyed this scene! Sorry again it took so long, but the next few chapters hopefully won't take that long to type up and post. Ummm….. The Dark-Hunters are not my characters, (except for Zan) nor are the Squires. Only Sororya and Aleigh at this point belong to me. This version of Zan does to. Yes he is based off of Prince Zannanza of the Red River manga series, but since I have given him a new look and kinda updated his personality, I'm claiming this version of Zan. MUWAHAHAHAHA! ON WITH THE NEXT CHAPTER! wOOt! (Thank you again for being so patient on the update of this story!)