He's gone." Richie was still out of breath as he pulled himself through the doorway.
"I chased him for a half mile, before I gave up." He slumped into a chair and gladly accepted the glass of water.
"Nothing I can do." Scotland said to herself.
"What?" Joe asked.
"Nothing, nothing. I was, um, talking to myself." Scot answered quickly. "What is in the tube?"
"I don't know, its for you." Joe handed the tube over. "Before we were interrupted, have any of you heard of a cable access show called "Beyond The Tunnel," its a supernatural series discussing the after life among other things."
"Yeah, I've seen the show, really creepy." Richie said. "Why, what's up?"
"It has come to our attention that Jeremiah intends to expose Immortals, on this show and has also caught the attention of a few big networks."
"So? No one is going to believe him." Richie put in.
"You're right, but the last thing we need are people poking around. This would bring unwanted attention." Duncan told him.
"If you boys don't mind, I think I'll head for the hills," Scotland, not letting go of the package, "let me know what you decide? Richie, will you take me home?"
"All right."
~~~~~~~~~~
"Can I ask you a question or two?" Richie asked sitting down on the bed in her room.
Scotland nodded "Yes."
"What's so special about you? No offense, I mean, what does he want from you?"
"I have a blessed curse," she paused for a moment, "nothing terrible, I assure you. I have the ability to see the future."
She brushed his hand with hers and was blessed with images in her mind. It was Richie, beheaded by Jeremiah's hand.
"How many have you killed?"
"Excuse me?" She stopped the zipper on her small bag.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...."
"No, no, I do not mind." She smiled taking out a small bottle. "Here, this will help you build your energy back up faster."
"Thanks." He uncorked the bottle.
"If you must know, I lost count. Since I turned on him, he's been sending others after me, frequently."
"Wow..." was all he said before blacking out.
"Sorry Richie." She spoke softly as she read the bottle, "Sleeping Potion."
~~~~~~~~~~
Mac was already up there, as he had followed the feeling Joshua or Jeremiah would be there.
Sword drawn he steadied himself for an attack, as the sky darkened from navy to jet black, he felt a rage. Joshua attacked from the front and began their battle.
~~~~~~~~
The rain had not stopped, since that first day, she arrived.
A friend had told her of the TV studio and that's where she was this evening.
Covered in a buttoned up navy duster, she headed for the roof, as Jeremiah would want to be close to the stars.
~~~~~~~~~
A black lace corset, with matching pants, and faded clan colors tied around her neck, was visible as she came over the threshold of the door to the roof.
Sneaking closer to the action, she shed her duster and watched. Duncan and Joshua were clashing swords, with a battle ready Jeremiah behind Duncan.
Seeing his opportunity, Jeremiah raised his sword to take Duncan out of the picture, and as he did, Scotland's Katana intercepted his.
Duncan and Scotland back to back, caused the others to take a different path. Joshua and Jeremiah went on the offensive, with small quick strikes.
Scotland thrust at her enemy, wounding him in the stomach as Duncan's sword pierced the other's leg.
Jeremiah called a retreat, into the building that was being remodeled, a roof jump away.
~~~~~~~~
"Duncan." Looking around she saw him coming out from behind the storage unit. "You OK?"
"Yeah, fine."
"You sure?" Scot asked and pointing to the building next door with her sword . "Shall we?"
"We shall." He answered handing her the navy duster.
"I chased him for a half mile, before I gave up." He slumped into a chair and gladly accepted the glass of water.
"Nothing I can do." Scotland said to herself.
"What?" Joe asked.
"Nothing, nothing. I was, um, talking to myself." Scot answered quickly. "What is in the tube?"
"I don't know, its for you." Joe handed the tube over. "Before we were interrupted, have any of you heard of a cable access show called "Beyond The Tunnel," its a supernatural series discussing the after life among other things."
"Yeah, I've seen the show, really creepy." Richie said. "Why, what's up?"
"It has come to our attention that Jeremiah intends to expose Immortals, on this show and has also caught the attention of a few big networks."
"So? No one is going to believe him." Richie put in.
"You're right, but the last thing we need are people poking around. This would bring unwanted attention." Duncan told him.
"If you boys don't mind, I think I'll head for the hills," Scotland, not letting go of the package, "let me know what you decide? Richie, will you take me home?"
"All right."
~~~~~~~~~~
"Can I ask you a question or two?" Richie asked sitting down on the bed in her room.
Scotland nodded "Yes."
"What's so special about you? No offense, I mean, what does he want from you?"
"I have a blessed curse," she paused for a moment, "nothing terrible, I assure you. I have the ability to see the future."
She brushed his hand with hers and was blessed with images in her mind. It was Richie, beheaded by Jeremiah's hand.
"How many have you killed?"
"Excuse me?" She stopped the zipper on her small bag.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...."
"No, no, I do not mind." She smiled taking out a small bottle. "Here, this will help you build your energy back up faster."
"Thanks." He uncorked the bottle.
"If you must know, I lost count. Since I turned on him, he's been sending others after me, frequently."
"Wow..." was all he said before blacking out.
"Sorry Richie." She spoke softly as she read the bottle, "Sleeping Potion."
~~~~~~~~~~
Mac was already up there, as he had followed the feeling Joshua or Jeremiah would be there.
Sword drawn he steadied himself for an attack, as the sky darkened from navy to jet black, he felt a rage. Joshua attacked from the front and began their battle.
~~~~~~~~
The rain had not stopped, since that first day, she arrived.
A friend had told her of the TV studio and that's where she was this evening.
Covered in a buttoned up navy duster, she headed for the roof, as Jeremiah would want to be close to the stars.
~~~~~~~~~
A black lace corset, with matching pants, and faded clan colors tied around her neck, was visible as she came over the threshold of the door to the roof.
Sneaking closer to the action, she shed her duster and watched. Duncan and Joshua were clashing swords, with a battle ready Jeremiah behind Duncan.
Seeing his opportunity, Jeremiah raised his sword to take Duncan out of the picture, and as he did, Scotland's Katana intercepted his.
Duncan and Scotland back to back, caused the others to take a different path. Joshua and Jeremiah went on the offensive, with small quick strikes.
Scotland thrust at her enemy, wounding him in the stomach as Duncan's sword pierced the other's leg.
Jeremiah called a retreat, into the building that was being remodeled, a roof jump away.
~~~~~~~~
"Duncan." Looking around she saw him coming out from behind the storage unit. "You OK?"
"Yeah, fine."
"You sure?" Scot asked and pointing to the building next door with her sword . "Shall we?"
"We shall." He answered handing her the navy duster.
