Chapter Three

"Angel!! Wake your ass up!!" Kalina yelled. Angel groaned as she heard her godsister yelled for her.

"Why me?" she thought as she started to get out bed. She stratched her head and walked out her room towards the big living room area, where Kalina and Damon was flipping through anicent books about spirts and lost souls.

"Good morning sunshine." Damon said, noticing Angel as she walked in there.

"About time. Do you know what time it is?" Kalina asked, annoyed.

"Do you know when to stop acting like such a bitch?" Angel replied.

"Ladies, please. Not this morning." Damon said, sensing a fight between the two.

"Thank you Damon. Yes I know it's two in the afternoon but do I have anywhere to go today? No."

"Yes you do. The employment office. You need to get a job." Kalina said.

"A job? Hello, if you forgotten, I'm not exactly a hands-on person."

"Do I care?"

"Kalina, she does have a point. I mean, how is she suppose to keep a job if she can't tocuh anybody or have anybody touch her." Damon said, jumping into the conversation.

Angel sighed and headed for the kitchen. She yawned and started thinking about the guy in her dream. "At least he was cute and non-threatening." she thought. She grabbed a box of Cocoa Puffs and bowl from the cabinets. She poured the cereal into the bowl and walked back into the living room. She noticed Kalina holding a book that she had never seen before.

"Um, Kalina. What book is that?" she asked, popping a cereal ball into her mouth.

"This is the Arcanum." Kalina answered.

"Arcanum? What's so special about that? Besides that fact it may be written in another lanauage?"

"The Arcanum is book that many people have died for. It was written in the 15th century by Basileus. The story is that he wrote this book under demonic possesion about a machine."

"Designed by the devil?"

"And powered by the dead. We're trying to figure out most of it to see if we need to hide it away or not." Damon said.

"Let me guess. It's in Latin."

"Yeah it is. Want to take a look?" Kalina asked.

"Sure." Kalina handed her the book and watched her flipped through it. Angel bit her lower lip as she tried to translate most of it. She had taked several classes of Latin when she was in college. Angel closed the book and gave it back to Kalina.

"I can't make out most of it but I think this one needs to be kept hidden. I know that whoever wants this book needs to follow whatever this books says."

"Thanks Angel. Why don't you work with us?" Damon said.

"I can't cause I may pass out." Angel said.

"You still need a job." Kalina said, under her breath.

"Kalina I will be offer a job when I snap my fingers." She snapped her fingers and suddenly the phone rang.

"Holy shit." said the three of them. Angel picked up the blue cordless phone and answered it. "Hello?"

"Is this Angel Aria?" said a voice, one belonging to a older man.

"This is she. How can I help you?"

"I was looking for someone of your, well, let's said your class. I need your help for this specific job. Don't worry, I pay well enough for it."

"What kind of job is it?"

"Well let's just say I am a collector of many strange and rare things."

"When do you want to meet me?"

"Tonight at 10'o clock. You need to be outside your apartment at six for your ride there. Pack plenty of clothes."

"Okay. Thank you. "

"No thank you."

"Wait before you hang up, what is your name?"

"You will find out when you get here to work." After he said that he hung up. Angel hung up and put the phone back on the cradle.

"Who and was that about?" Kalina said.

"It was a man and it was about a job offer. I start work tonight and I have to pack a lot of stuff."

"Wow. Maybe if you snap your fingers some more we could have more stuff."

"Don't push it." Angel headed back to her room and grabbed a large gym bag from off the floor. She unzipped it and headed for her closet, where she started to grab clothes from and put it in her bag. Once she packed it full, she decided to take a shower. She went into the bathroom, took off her clothes, and stepped into the shower stall. She turned on the hot water and began to think.

"Collector of strange and rare things? I wonder how strange they are." she thought as she showered.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Cyrus was in his office of his manison of upstate New York. He slightly smiled as he had one psyhic to work with him.

"One down, one more to go." he said as he looked at a photo of Angel Aria and Dennis Rafkin.

"Hmmm. . . Mr. Rafkin looks a little down on his luck. He seems easy to convince to take this job."