Max woke up in his own bed with Tomorrow, Connor, and Faith watching him. "How did I get home?"

"Connor and me," Tomorrow answered who had a light behind her golden hair and was looking very much like an angel of mercy. "Now what happened to you? We saw the demon, but when you passed out you said 'Amanda.' Did Amanda create the demon?"

"No, at least I don't think so." Max sat up. "She was talking to, okay, yelling at, me when it attacked. She got out of there fast."

"That doesn't make sense." Connor interrupted. "We've all seen Amanda fight. She could have taken that demon. Instead of."

"Instead of leaving the guy that basically said he was still in love with another girl the entire time they were going out." Tom supplied. "Face it she may not of created that demon, but she sure as hell wasn't going to miss an opportunity to hurt and possible kill Max for what he did to her and I really can't blame her for that. Aunt Faith, we'll stop by in a couple of days. Max will be fine. He's just a little sore and shaken. Some rest and a few days off of school and he'll be as annoying as ever." She hugged Aunt Faith as she and Connor left.

"We can't just not do anything," Connor said seriously. "Max could have gotten killed and as much as I used to think that would be a lifetime achievement for me. We can't ignore what Amanda did."

"And what did Amanda do, but run from a scary demon. I say we lock up and kill everyone who has run away from a demon. Let's start with Uncle Xander and Aunt Cordy before she had powers." Tomorrow retorted sarcastically.

"I'm serious Tom, Max almost joined his dad tonight and Amanda could have saved him."

"She was hurt. Look I'll talk to her tomorrow get her side of the story before we start accusing her of trying to kill him."

"Alright, I guess we were kind of jumping to conclusions back there. Besides Amanda is our friend and a good person. She'd never do anything that horrible."

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"Damn them for ruining my revenge. If that demon had succeeded in capturing Max's essence, I would have controlled him for the rest of his life. He would have been my zombie and waited on me hand and foot. Oh well there are other ways to get his essence. At least since I was there, they won't suspect me of creating the demon. I can easily explain running away. They'll never suspect what I'm doing till Max is mine." Amanda cackled up in her attic. "Honey dinner time." Her mother called up.

"Okay mom I'll be right there," she yelled as started walking down the attic steps. "Max will be my slave, make no mistake about that."