Dwayne and Henry glanced at each other as Penelope sighed again as they glared at each other in a disgusted manner. "I'd rather fuck an orange, Penelope."
"Yeah, that's exactly what I wanted to hear from you, boss." Penelope smacked her forehead and came to plop herself down upon the couch, leaning herself against Reid's shoulder. "Mmm...you're warm, Gar-Gar."

"Why do you keep calling me Gar-Gar?" Reid demanded as he didn't bother to move her, playing it off as if he didn't care. But at the same time, he tried to hide the blush that appeared upon his cheeks.

"Habit." She answered, shrugging her shoulders.

"Odd habit.." Reid mumbled as Dwayne leaned forward, grabbing a cup of coffee that he set upon the coffee table, holding it out to Penelope, "Drink, Penny. You'll feel more like yourself."

Grabbing hold of the coffee cup, she drank a bit of the hot liquid and hummed, "Nice and strong," She murmured, "Thanks, Dwayne."

"No problem."

"Mind explaining your story more?" Caleb folded his hands over the other, tilting his head curiously.

"Yep, yep." Waving his hand around, Henry brushed his hair out of his face, and started, "We aren't human, to be honest."

Pausing to let this sink in, Pogue asked warily, "What are you three then?"

"I'mma feline demon." Penelope mumbled against Reid's shoulder, seeming to purr as she enjoyed the warmth.

"Fallen angel here." Raising his hand above his head, Dwayne waved slightly, "Yo."

"Zombie." Henry unattached his hand from his arm, holding it outward with his other hand, and waved it toward the Sons. "Don't worry, I won't eat your brains. In fact, Zombies eating brains is a myth. I eat anything I so please." He winked at Penelope.

"That's gross, boss. You're way too old for me," Penelope rolled her eyes as she flicked Henry's nose, which fell off. "Oops, sorry boss."

"Wow..so then, Vampires and Werewolves are real too?" Tyler glanced between the three, head tilting toward the side in wonder.

"They do." Henry grinned at the youngest Son.

"Weird..."

"Not as weird as my body parts falling off after a long day of hunting down other creatures that go BUMP in the night." Henry cracked up. "HAH!"

"So corny, Boss." Penelope shook her head.

"Anyway," Dwayne punched Henry in the arm, before glancing up at the Sons and the girls, "I shall continue."

"As you might know, a zombie is an animated corpse resurrected by mystical means, such as witchcraft." Dwayne swept his hand toward Henry, and continued, "Though, he might look like he'd not pass as a Zombie in Literature terms or the likes, but he is indeed a Zombie."

Motioning toward Penelope, he began, "Getting a demonic form such as Penelope's here, you'd have been ultra lucky being born from a regular demon to a feline demon."

"I'm unique is what Dwayne's trying to say." Penelope added in, still snuggled against Reid.

Seeming to not mind at all, Reid wrapped his arm around Penelope's shoulder and pulled her closer.

"Her monthly moment of being in heat is coming up, so I warn you ahead of time." Dwayne chuckled at Reid's flushed face, seeming to be a shy teenager.

"I'm a fallen angel," Dwayne motioned toward himself, "Though, I'm not wishing to be human, I can become human if I kill a huge mass of Fallen Angel's defective new borns know as The Nephilim."

"Now then, should we get going to Nicky's?" Penelope popped up as she cracked her fingers, rolling her neck to side to side to crack it also. "I want to kick that fucker's ass so badly."


Dwayne and Henry followed behind Penelope and Chase as they exited the bar/club called Nicky's. Drawing his daggers, Dwayne stepped behind Chase and held the blade against his neck, "Be still, Warlock." Eyes flashing green, Dwayne's lips curved into a grin as Penelope turned toward their victim. Penelope's eyes flashed silver as she slammed Chase up against the wall, hands clenching the boy's throat, "Hello, Chase Collins." Penelope's voice sounded rougher than it did when she spoke to her new friends. A crazed grin appeared upon her lips as Chase stared at the girl in front of him, gasping for breath, "L-let go, bitch." He exclaimed, as he eyed her through narrow eyes.

"Now, why would I do that, Warlock?" She growled, as she squeezed his neck more, "Thinking of making Caleb force his powers into you again, huh?"

"Too much Use will age you far quicker, you know that, right?" Dwayne held his daggers behind his back, muscular upper arms clenching as Chase tried to break free of Penelope's grip upon his neck.
"Who the fuck are you?" Chase questioned as he winced when she tightened her grip on his neck.
"Penelope Juniper Martin." She replied, purring like a cat. "So, answer me this, Chase. What makes you tick more than having not enough power?"

"I'm Dwayne Phillipe Johnson." Dwayne waved toward the warlock that had been trapped in Penelope's death grip. Henry stepped forward as he withdrew his pistol, smiling a sly smile.
"Let me go, wench." His eyes turned black as he flung her away from himself, but as she flew backwards, she flipped through the air and kicked off the ground to grab his throat again.
"Nice try." She smiled, showing off sharp fangs toward him.
Eyes widening, he tried to escape from her grasp, gasping as she tightened her fist, cutting off his air supply.
"Penelope!" A familiar voice exclaimed as she was flung backwards away from Chase. But as she looked up at Chase, his eyes were his usual eye color, which meant...

One after one, Caleb, Pogue, Reid, and Tyler came running out the back of the bar/club after a few seconds.
"What do you want from me?!" Chase Collins questioned as he regained his breathing, glancing up at Penelope with a scared flicker in his eyes.
"Stop fucking lying, Warlock bitch." Penelope cackled, as she rocked back on her heels, patting Henry's back, she stepped closer over to Chase.
Seeming to hear him, however, Caleb turned around and stared at Chase. Locking eyes with Caleb, Chase sprung to his feet and grabbed Sarah by the throat, bringing him closer to himself as he glared at Penelope, pressing his hand against Sarah's heart. "Stay back, Caleb, or else your girlfriend's heart stops right now." He exclaimed, as he glared over Sarah's shoulder at Penelope, Dwayne, and Henry.
Moving forward faster than anyone could see, Penelope's leg outstretched and kicked Chase back into the wall, grasping Sarah's shoulders, and turning her into Caleb's arms. "Leave the area, Sons of Ipswich." She narrowed her eyes on Chase as she motioned toward the exit between the dumpsters. "Leave now, and take care of Sarah."
Henry chuckled as he pulled out his pistol, stepping forward to stand beside Penelope, pointing the pistol straight at Chase's forehead. "Say your prayers, wee lad."
"Die, Chase Collins." Eyes flashing silver, Penelope's finger nails grew into claws, her teeth extending into sharp fangs. She glanced briefly at Henry, who nodded at her and she sprang at Chase with her claws extended toward his throat. Reacting quickly, Chase's eyes turned black and he hopped out of Penelope's range, landing a few feet away from her and Henry. "You can't hurt me, Demon."
"Oh?" Grinning, Penelope's black and red hair grew down to her behind, curling up at the end. Pushing her claws against her shoulder, she tore open her shoulder, blooding spilling out of her shoulder which took a shape of a blade. The blade's design held a skull that had been surrounded by twenty tear drops, the glow of the blade an unnatural blueish tint. "I can't hurt you?" She questioned, head tilted toward the side in curiosity. "I can, however, kill you."
"Penelope!" Reid's voice exclaimed as he sprung in front of her with his hands spread out toward his sides, as Chase's attack aimed for Penelope's heart. Dwayne appeared in front of Reid, and kicked his ass out of the way, blocking the attack instead of Reid. His back took the full blast as he glanced over at Reid, "Let the big kids take care of this fucker, huh, sport?" Dwayne turned toward Chase, he ruffled Penelope's hair and cracked his back as if Chase's attack was nothing.
"Reid, don't try anything stupid," Penelope's eyes flickered toward the young man that had landed on his ass from Dwayne pushing him out of the way.
"God damn it, Reid!" Caleb mumbled, as he turned his eyes upon Chase who stood there smirking at Penelope.
"Oops?" Chase commented, as Henry stepped forward, his twin pistol being drawn as he stood in front of Penelope and the others. "Hold it, Collins."
"Ah, Henry Matthew Scott. I haven't seen you in such a long time, pal." Chase commented, tilting his head toward the side, "Why're you here with a demon, an angel, and the Sons of Ipswich? Having a good old time playing the good guy, huh?"
"Penelope, Dwayne, and I are under the direct order by Tyler Simms's father to destroy you." Henry's eyes flashed red, as he continued, "Now then, shall we dance?"
Rushing forward, Penelope, Dwayne, and Henry swung their legs toward Chase's legs, swiping him from his standing position and as he fell upon his back, Penelope's hand grasped her blade and stabbed him in the gut, pulling the blade out to stab him in the eyes, throat, and then finally his heart. Pulling out two nails, she slammed the nails deep within the warlock's hands, both arms spread out in the shape of the cross. Dwayne's black angelic wings unfolded themselves as Penelope began to preform her task to seal the Warlock from returning to life. He spread his arms outward to snap his fingers, vines throwing themselves overhead to protect the humans' that had been out and about around and in front of Nicky's.
Pushing herself up off Chase's lap where she made sure he could not escape, she snapped her fingers as a fire engulfed Chase Collins' body into flames. Clapping her hands together, she spoke with confidence, "Under the name of my Lords, may you, Chase Collins, be sent to Hell," She began to chant over and over again, "As Satan's welcoming you with open arms, the demon's of the underworld, Gods commands thy death and eternally torture you. Gods be Damned, thee must suffer. Practice makes perfect, right, my Lord?"
As the ashes of Chase Collins began to disappear, Penelope's eyes returned to their normal grey, her features returning to their normal style. "Now then," She commented, as she turned toward Reid, Tyler, Caleb, Pogue, Kate, Sarah, Dwayne, and Henry. "Our work is done."

Stepping up to stand beside Penelope, Henry and Dwayne bowed before the Sons of Ipswich and the two girls. "Sorry for making your lives a trip." Penelope spoke with a smile upon her lips.

Moving forward, Reid questioned, "Are you three leaving?" As the other three glanced at each other and walked over to their new found comrades.

"Yep!" Dwayne said, popping the P. Winking at the two girls, Sarah and Kate, he bowed before them both. "It was a pleasure to be around such gorgeous ladies."

Stepping forward, Henry outstretched his hand toward the older Son, "Glad we met, mate." Shaking the leaders hand, Henry moved on to shake the others' hands.

As Penelope tilted her head, she whispered, "My father is expecting me to return home, Reid. I'm sorry."

Stepping closer and closer to Penelope, Reid pulled her into his arms and held on tightly, "Don't leave." Reid mumbled against her hair, shaking his head as she began to protest. "Stay here." He breathed in her scent, whimpering, "With me. Please."

Resting her forehead against Reid's chest, she shook her head, "I can't, Gar-Gar. I really can't."

Henry and Dwayne stepped closer to Reid and Penelope, with Henry placing his hand upon Reid's shoulder and Dwayne pulling Penelope into his arms as soon as the two teenagers let go of each other.

"I'll be back, Gar-Gar. I'll come visit. I promise." Grinning a goofy grin, Penelope held both thumbs up at the teen aged boy.

Clenching his fists, Reid threw his arms around Penelope's waist and hoisted her up in the air, and kissed her lips in a passinate way, kissing away her tears as she cried in the kiss, claiming her as his own. "You're mine, Penelope." He mumbled against Penelope's lips, "Mine!"

Nodding, Penelope agreed wholeheartedly, laughing against his lips, "Yes sir!" She saluted the teenager.

Stepping backwards, Penelope went over to Henry and Dwayne's sides and waved toward the Sons of Ipswich and the girls. "By the way, your title, 'Sons of Ipswich' legit sounds like a band name." Sticking her tongue out at the four, Penelope, Henry, and Dwayne disappeared in thin air. Disappearing from the Sons of Ipswich's lives forever.


Author's note: THE END! :P