Chapter 10

Jason spent an entire month trying to find the right apartment for him and his siblings. Living in a hotel was getting old.

At first, all three of them were going to share an apartment but Robyn was against it. She said she needed her own space. Jon didn't want to live together either. He said that it was time for them to live apart.

Jason eventually secured apartments for himself and Jon. Robyn was the only one left because she was so picky. He forgot just how picky she was when she dragged him all over the Upper East Side. In the end, he didn't mind because families help each other.

He had to make sure his only sister was safe.

However, he was feeling a little frustrated. He planned to come to New York, terminate the gargoyles and leave. He didn't expect three things: 1) liking Manhattan 2) running into complications while trying to kill his enemies and 3) Elisa.

Elisa was the real reason he couldn't say goodbye. He had been so sure Elisa felt the same way about him as he did for her. He still didn't understand why she pulled away from him that night.

Jason didn't want to be the first one to bring the kiss up. As a result, the kiss became the big elephant in the room. Nobody noticed the underline tension because they were good at keeping things professional.

He knew they would have to have a conversation soon.

Jason made his way to his apartment after his meeting with Robyn. It was a two-bedroom apartment fully furnished. The apartment had a homey feel to it, which is why he liked it. It suited him just fine.

"Maybe one day I can invite Elisa over," he thought.

"Get your head out of the clouds, Jason. Just accept the fact that she isn't interested in you," he said aloud.

He listened to his answering machine. No messages. "Seems like my contact hasn't made any progress."

The phone rang a few seconds later.

"Hello," Jason said.

"Aye, mate. I see you haven't let go of your American accent," said the voice.

"Blake. I can't exactly answer the phone in my Scottish accent," said Jason.

"True. Listen, there's been some activity lately in England and in France."

"I'm listening."

"It seems like you aren't the only Hunters in town. What do you know about an Evelyn Price Canmore?"

"I know her very well," said Jason. "That backstabbing woman. After everything she put me through. Now she decides to join to hunt."

"What of her?" asked Jason.

"Apparently, she's on her way to organizing some kind of anti-gargoyle group," Blake answered.

"What?! That's insane. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves. Why do you think the three of us have hidden our identities for so long?"

"Jason, I know. Look the woman is a loose canon. She makes you three look like saints. What made her hate them so much?" asked Blake.

"That's something you're going to have to ask her," Jason replied. Anger could be heard in every word. Truth was he didn't really know.

"Jason, we need to think about this carefully. Whatever the woman is planning can only mean bad news for you. She could expose you if she finds out you're in New York."

"Believe me Blake, I'm well aware of what Evelyn is capable of."

"No, Jason. I don't think you do. Not only is she trying to organize an anti-gargoyle group, she also trying to get rid of people who defend the gargoyles. She's trying to terminate humans too."

"You can't be serious. Hunters don't attack humans. Our target is clear: kill the demon and her kind," said Jason.

"Someone didn't get that memo. I'm warning you. Be careful out there."

"Thanks for calling, Blake."

"No problem. You'll be hearing from me again." Blake hung up.

Evelyn making her way to New York was the last thing Jason needed. "Should've known Evelyn wasn't playing with a full deck of cards. I should've realized it sooner."

Flashback

Jason was tracking the demon's movements for some time now. He was close. Looks like the demon made her way to France. The country where his father was killed.

"Looks like I'm going back to France."

His bedroom door opened and Evelyn walked in. Jason turned around.

"Evie. I wasn't expecting you so soon. We still have work to do but I've tracked the demon. She's in France."

"That's great, Jason," Evelyn said half-heartedly.

Evelyn walked away and sat in the place where Jason had been.

Jason bent on one knee and asked her what's wrong.

"I'm pregnant, Jason."

Present day

Jason hated to relive that whole period in his head. Evelyn had caused him so much grief. She did more than that; she caused his whole family grief. She never apologized for it.

He needed to clear his head. He decided to go for a run.

After his run, he called his siblings and asked them to come over.

It took Robyn and Jon about fifteen minutes to reach his apartment. He escorted them to the living room.

Robyn and Jon waited for Jason to speak. Whatever it was, it was definitely important.

"We have a problem," Jason stated.

"What kind of problem?" asked Jon. "Please, let this be minor."

Jon had grown quite accustomed to life in New York. His journalism career was great. He had a normal life for once.

Robyn remained silent. She didn't really care about this Hunt. She knew she didn't want to be a part of it when her father was a Hunter. But she a promise to herself: she would stick by her brothers.

Even though she knew where that demon was, a part of her, a very small part, was afraid to kill her because of what would happen later. She really hadn't thought about the aftermath. If she killed the demon at work, all of the employees would notice her absence.

They would probably thank her because "Dominique Destine" was a hard boss to work under. She'd never seen a boss so hated and feared at the same time.

If she killed her while in gargoyle form, she would have to contend with that clan. She could handle them but she was tired of the fighting. The hatred wasn't as strong in heart anymore. She, too, craved for normalcy.

"Evelyn." Robyn and Jon snapped their heads at the name.

"What about Evelyn?" asked Robyn. She knew Evelyn was trouble the minute Jason introduced her to them. She could've saved Jason all that heartbreak if he had listened.

"She's a hunter now. She's apparently organizing an anti-gargoyle group. Not only that she's killing humans who are friends and defenders of the gargoyles," Jason answered.

"Hunters don't kill humans," said Jon. "Who told you this?" he pressed.

"Blake Carrington," Jason replied.

"Makes sense," said Jon.

Blake was Jason's best friend. Blake tried to get Jason to stop the hunt but resigned within him that the only way for Jason to stop was either for something better to happen or God forbid, him getting injured or dying.

"What do you want to do?" asked Jon.

"I don't know. We still have to keep our cover in case something else happens. For now, continue to lay low. Live your lives like you've been doing."

"What about Evelyn?" asked Robyn.

"I'll deal with Evelyn myself."

There was no arguing with him when he got that deadly look in his eye.

"All right. It's your call. Be careful and don't let your emotions cloud your judgment," said Robyn.

Jason nodded his head in understanding. His siblings left soon after.

He looked at the clock. He needed to get some sleep. He had to get to work in the morning.