'Damn Vimes!' Oh well I guess I won't be going to Mrs. Cake's now. No doubt Angua will come for me.' Jayson thought to himself as he entered the Shades.
Carrots wounds had been cleaned and bandaged by Igor and he was in his bed when Angua came running in.
'What happened?' she asked Vimes looking worriedly at Carrot's pale face.
'Some damn bottle covey got into Carrot's room and attacked him. He seems to know us but I'll be damned if I knew him.' Vimes replied.
Angua sniffed deeply. 'I've smelt him before but I can't place him.' she said and started to leave the room.
'Where are you going Sergeant?' Vimes called to her as she walked down the stairs.
'I'm going to find the bastard.' She replied and disappeared leaving Vimes just to nod grimly.
Jayson sat perched on the roof of a livery stable. Below him the horses shifted uneasily. He waited for her to appear but so far there was no snuffling or padding of feet.
'Come on Angua surely I'm not that difficult to find. Maybe I overestimated you.' He thought.
His ears pricked at the sensation of the soft squeezing of air and breathed in deeply.
He gazed at the dark alley as Angua walked out still adjusting her uniform.
'What took you so long Sergeant?' Jayson taunted.
'You!?' she hissed looking up at him. Jayson still sat, swinging his legs idly.
'Yes me. It seems I overestimated your talents. I see city life has dulled your senses.' He said.
'If you know what I am, why didn't you use a scent bomb to distract me?' she asked, cautiously moving closer.
'I wanted you to come. Besides if I used a scent bomb I wouldn't have been able to smell you coming.' Jayson told her. 'I'm disappointed in you. You haven't asked me the most important question.' He added.
Angua's eyes narrowed. 'Why did you attack Carrot?' she demanded, her fists clenching.
'He wasn't too polite in greeting me. Maybe next time he will be and will listen to me.' Jayson replied standing up.
'And now for a little game.' He said grinning, his nails lengthening. 'I'm surprised you didn't spot me for what I am. But you seem to have trouble with that anyway.' He said grinning wolfishly as his teeth lengthened. 'Come and get me Sergeant.' He called and started changing.
Angua glanced away in disgust and when she looked back the wolf was already running off across the rooftops.
'Damn it.' She muttered and started taking her own clothes off, changing in the process and began chasing him.
Jayson dropped from the roof lightly and tore through the streets, zigging and zagging through alleyways. Angua chased after him, following the black trail of smell he left. He dragged her on sometimes slowing to taunt her and then speeding away from sight.
Angua followed the trail to the river where it vanished. 'Damn, he jumped in the river.' She thought to herself and sniffed along the bank for any sign he'd come out.
She traced the bank all down that side, her ears pricked for the sound of the breaking of the Ankh's crust as a sign he had slid out before crossing a bridge and trying the other side of the river.
Meanwhile Jayson burst from the river surface, gasping and spluttering horribly as the thick semi-fluid mucus of the Ankh ran down his naked human body. He slipped out and changed back into a wolf searching for something and found it, smashing the window of a tailor shop swiping some clothes before disappearing into the shadows. He had another appointment to keep.
Vetinari sat at his desk writing in the glow of candlelight, the soft scratching of the quill pen the only sound in the room. He slowly slid open a drawer and secretly selected a sharp silver knife and with surprising speed was upright and striking at a figure who wasn't there.
'I'm over here my Lord.' Jayson said politely, sat by the window.
'That was commendably fast.' Vetinari replied turning his steely gaze on him.
'For sure. I see you still have the Assassin's touch and a silver blade. Expecting me?' Jayson replied not moving.
'And yet you were expecting my expectations.' Vetinari answered still gripping the knife.
'But of course. I came prepared. But you can relax my Lord I intend to do you no harm although I may disrupt the fine machinery of the city.' Jayson told him graciously, still watching the knife warily.
'And you know how I feel about that? What about if I were considering harming you?' Vetinari said icily.
'Well since you know what I am and why I'm here I've no doubt you've already planned how to repair my damage. And if you really were going to hurt me you would've done it already?' Jayson said with strained composure, on the verge of nervousness.
'True but I still don't know who you are.' Vetinari replied sitting back down on his chair.
'Forgive me. My name is Jayson.' Jayson answered. 'I believe you intend for Mr. Da Quirm to take care of me when I'm through.' He added.
'Interesting how you are aware of that' Vetinari said with a humourless smile.
Jayson laughed dryly. 'That is because I followed your example and studied to be aware of things that might happen before they do'
'So what do you want exactly? Your attack on Captain Carrot was highly unexpected.' Vetinari inquired.
'Ahh... I didn't expect him to react the way he did... All I want is to make him see what he really is, he will need to be aware of what he can do to be able to use it soon' Jayson said softly.
'Well that may be so but you now realise Commander Vimes will hunt you down and I can't really stop him.' Vetinari informed him.
'Heaven's forbid you should my Lord! No, Vimes should have all the fun he wants, he too needs to be made ready. Although this is one werewolf that won't be put down so easily.' Jayson replied.
Vetinari arched an eyebrow. 'I see you have studied Vimes as well, but what is it that you're meant to be preparing them for?' He asked.
'Well I mean no offence but that I cannot tell you my Lord. I have spent five years learning and preparing for what I have to do and I'm afraid that your knowledge could make it worse' Jayson replied.
'And so when you have completed your task what do you intend to do?' Vetinari inquired.
'That all depends on him but no doubt either way I'll be no more trouble to your fair city.' Jayson answered opening the window. 'And now I have an appointment with Carrot and Destiny. Although she always is around Carrot, warping the world for her favourite son.' He laughed dryly. 'But I too am a child of Destiny.' He added and slipped out through the window into the night.
Vetinari sighed softly and replaced the knife. 'So dramatic.' He said to himself and continued his writing and smiled a thin dry smile.
Now he knew a lot more than he had expected and it seemed that although this Jayson may cause the machine to wobble it would soon rectify itself, no need for him to make unnecessary work now was there?