Part 21
Jora had known something was going to go wrong. She had agreed to meet with Edan, already knowing what he was going to ask her.
"Oh come on. You can make one exception, can't you?" he had insisted.
Jora had tried to explain to Edan the point of Circle Daybreak was to stop the violence between the species and get those opposed to follow. Edan would have none of it. He insisted his jerk of a brother would never change, and in all honesty, Jora had to admit, she agreed with him. Besides, if she took care of Arcturus for Edan, it saved him having to get a vampire hunter and making an already complicated situation more confusing.
Jora eyed Arcturus in disgust. A witch-friend of hers had performed a location spell. Hadn't been hard for them to find him, Arcturus was never one for hiding. He enjoyed standing a cut above the normal people.
When she had got to his apartment she found him looking at his unmade bed in confusion. He had been calling out for Sarah. Sarah, if Jora remembered correctly, was the name of Edan's soulmate. He hadn't been too pleased to see Jora.
"Crap, you," were he exact words. He glared at her annoyance clear on his coldly handsome features. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Supposed to be killing you," Jora answered, not moving from the bedroom door, nor removing any of her hidden weapons. She had no idea where Edan had gone, but if Arcturus had done something to Sarah she felt like she should find the girl before Edan got more pissed off and did something stupid.
"What did you do to Sarah?" she demanded.
"Nothing. Fucked her brains out." He paused, smirking. "Twice. Hey she came to *me*," he added at the look on Jora's face. "Now she's gone."
Jora shook her head. She had known something would go wrong. "Where?"
"Didn't say. Am I supposed to care?" Arcturus reached for a shirt.
Jora reached inside her jacket for one of her stakes. Moving silently she approached him.
"You really think you can take me by sneaking up on me?" Arcturus finished buttoning his shirt, glancing at her with disdain.
Jora shrugged. "Probably not." She looked around, disliking the contained space of the bedroom. Certainly not the ideal place for a fight. But it would have to do. He just stood there smirking at her. She despised that arrogant smile, that air of overconfidence that said he knew he was definitely going to win.
Take definitely out of the equation and she'd be happy. Well, Arcturus dead and she'd be happy.
He spread his arms wide, exposing his chest, giving her a clear shot at his heart. "Come on then," he taunted. "Stake me."
Jora shrugged, and moved out of the doorway. Arcturus cried out as the steak from the crossbow slammed into his heart, Jora turned, smiling at her friend Connie who had been behind her. The unexpected entrance had caught Arcturus off guard. The arrogant son of a bitch was now nothing more than a mummified corpse.
"And to think I was looking forward to a good ass kicking," Connie quipped. Connie was the witch who had helped her find Arcturus.
"Getting my ass kicked wasn't on my to-do list today," Jora replied smiling. "Sorry to disappoint you."
"What now?" Connie asked.
"Something's happened to Sarah. I don't know where Edan went."
"Didn't he say this all had something to do with your old friend Helenia?" Connie pointed out.
Jora frowned. Helenia was the last person she wanted to see right now. Or ever again, for that matter. But yes, she did recall him mentioning he had to stop her. She had left Helenia before Edan had so she didn't know exactly what had happened to end the relationship, only that it had something to do with a girl called Annabelle who had wound up dead.
"So we've got an old powerful vampire to deal with, Edan's disappeared again and so has his soulmate," Connie said with a sigh. "So again, what now?"
"Good question," Jora sighed. "Well, Edan can handle himself."
"So let's find the human girl. She'll be the easier target."
Jora nodded. "If she's not already dead."
* * *
Jora had known something was going to go wrong. She had agreed to meet with Edan, already knowing what he was going to ask her.
"Oh come on. You can make one exception, can't you?" he had insisted.
Jora had tried to explain to Edan the point of Circle Daybreak was to stop the violence between the species and get those opposed to follow. Edan would have none of it. He insisted his jerk of a brother would never change, and in all honesty, Jora had to admit, she agreed with him. Besides, if she took care of Arcturus for Edan, it saved him having to get a vampire hunter and making an already complicated situation more confusing.
Jora eyed Arcturus in disgust. A witch-friend of hers had performed a location spell. Hadn't been hard for them to find him, Arcturus was never one for hiding. He enjoyed standing a cut above the normal people.
When she had got to his apartment she found him looking at his unmade bed in confusion. He had been calling out for Sarah. Sarah, if Jora remembered correctly, was the name of Edan's soulmate. He hadn't been too pleased to see Jora.
"Crap, you," were he exact words. He glared at her annoyance clear on his coldly handsome features. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Supposed to be killing you," Jora answered, not moving from the bedroom door, nor removing any of her hidden weapons. She had no idea where Edan had gone, but if Arcturus had done something to Sarah she felt like she should find the girl before Edan got more pissed off and did something stupid.
"What did you do to Sarah?" she demanded.
"Nothing. Fucked her brains out." He paused, smirking. "Twice. Hey she came to *me*," he added at the look on Jora's face. "Now she's gone."
Jora shook her head. She had known something would go wrong. "Where?"
"Didn't say. Am I supposed to care?" Arcturus reached for a shirt.
Jora reached inside her jacket for one of her stakes. Moving silently she approached him.
"You really think you can take me by sneaking up on me?" Arcturus finished buttoning his shirt, glancing at her with disdain.
Jora shrugged. "Probably not." She looked around, disliking the contained space of the bedroom. Certainly not the ideal place for a fight. But it would have to do. He just stood there smirking at her. She despised that arrogant smile, that air of overconfidence that said he knew he was definitely going to win.
Take definitely out of the equation and she'd be happy. Well, Arcturus dead and she'd be happy.
He spread his arms wide, exposing his chest, giving her a clear shot at his heart. "Come on then," he taunted. "Stake me."
Jora shrugged, and moved out of the doorway. Arcturus cried out as the steak from the crossbow slammed into his heart, Jora turned, smiling at her friend Connie who had been behind her. The unexpected entrance had caught Arcturus off guard. The arrogant son of a bitch was now nothing more than a mummified corpse.
"And to think I was looking forward to a good ass kicking," Connie quipped. Connie was the witch who had helped her find Arcturus.
"Getting my ass kicked wasn't on my to-do list today," Jora replied smiling. "Sorry to disappoint you."
"What now?" Connie asked.
"Something's happened to Sarah. I don't know where Edan went."
"Didn't he say this all had something to do with your old friend Helenia?" Connie pointed out.
Jora frowned. Helenia was the last person she wanted to see right now. Or ever again, for that matter. But yes, she did recall him mentioning he had to stop her. She had left Helenia before Edan had so she didn't know exactly what had happened to end the relationship, only that it had something to do with a girl called Annabelle who had wound up dead.
"So we've got an old powerful vampire to deal with, Edan's disappeared again and so has his soulmate," Connie said with a sigh. "So again, what now?"
"Good question," Jora sighed. "Well, Edan can handle himself."
"So let's find the human girl. She'll be the easier target."
Jora nodded. "If she's not already dead."
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