Disclaimer: I hate these things. They make me feel terrible. I don't own them ok? How many ways do I have to say that? A/N: I'm sorry this is short. The next one will be long. I sware.

Rachel's PoV

I looked around. Not really seeing anything. Damn him. I knew he would make a dramatic entrance. Hopefully he'll think we're hurting daemon and just kill me. It's not that I want to die but it'll be enough trouble with Daemon. But Lucivar too!
I swear I wanted to strangle that man until his pretty gold eyes popped out of his head.
Damn him.
I turned around as I heard a rustle in some leaves but I still didn't see anything.
I felt rather then saw a shadow pass overhead.
That ass! He was flitting around like the rotten little beast of his son. Not that I don't like Daemoner. I love the little twerp. I'm just seriously pissed off.
I heard an interesting 'WHOOSH' behind me.
I turned and saw Lucivar crouched with his hands and feet planted firmly one the ground and his wings unfurled. A frightening pose.
I was too mad at the moment to be scared. I walked close to him.
He bared his teeth at me in a feral smile.
I was really pissed. Pissed beyond reason. Pissed beyond thought.
I was playing with fire.
When you play with fire, someone gets burned.
I walked up and slapped him as hard as I could across his face.
His head snapped back in surprise and he stared at me.
I think I was smiling smugly. I didn't do too much damage on my own but my ring had caught some of the skin on his cheek and ripped it open a bit.
I glared at him.
He glared at all of us in turn.
I snarled softly.
He stared for a moment then threw his head back and laughed.