"So when do you start school Luke?" asked Emma as the trio started walking around the large LA mall.
"Monday" he grumbled. Nick hissed threw his teeth and gave him a sympathetic look.
"That's suck Luke, I mean a new school, in LA. Public or Private?"
"Private, you know Wes, education is really important to him."
"Yeh, hey what's up with him anyways? I mean...last month when we were looking for you two...he was sort of cold. And from the way he was acting I think the way he acted was him trying to be nice ya now?" he asked shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Yeh..." whispered Emma agreeing. "He's changed."
"We all have." whispered Luke back at her. Emma glanced up at him and locked eyes, and smiled slightly because turning away because of a loud screaming. The trio turned to see a demon, about 7 feet tall, covered in a purple slob.
"Nick," whispered Luke.
"It's a glob demon." he replied back.
"How appropriate." Luke whispered back, all three where backing away slowly.
"How do we kill it?" asked Emma, as the Glob demon seemed to be head straight towards them.
"It's made up of glob, so you can't kill it by stabbing."
"Right, and skip to the part on how we can." Emma snapped.
"Either burn it to piece's or drown It." he whispered back,
"Luke?"
"I threw away my pendant," he whispered back. For a second Emma paused and looked at him. He wasn't looking at her. He gave away his pendant? Because he didn't want to hurt anyone...this really was her Lukas.
"Ok, well lets try to stall him, Nick-"
"I know I know." he sighed running in front of the demon waving his arms. "HEY BIG GLOB OF STUPID GLOOM" he shouted. He was always the bait.
Emma got behind him quietly, as Luke ushered the people out of the mall.
"YEH YOU!" he said, and the dumb monster groaned. Emma came out from behind and tackled the thing to the ground, sending it into the fountain that stood in the center of the mall. It groaned as steam came from its body.
"Oh crap." yelled Emma as he stood up his body just a skeleton now. He took off his arm bone and used it like a sword and swiped at Emma. She did a back flip and got into a fighting stance. She had been holding back for month training with the newbies. It's about time she let out some excess steam.
The skeleton of the Glob demon swiped at her again and she ducked and in one motion grabbed the end of the bone and used it to pull him over her head and she used her other hand to push his hip up so he flew over her head and crashed into a store. Yet he got up.
"Will you die already?" she yelled putting her hands on her hips. She felt someone push her to the ground. She looked up and saw Luke standing there and saw an arrow fly by right where they were standing. She looked up and saw a vampire crossbow in hand. It missed Emma and hit the ground. A green liquid fell from its tip. She glared at the vampire only to see it run away. She growled yet looked to see another demon above the boned version of the goo demon. It looked human except of it's totally jet black eyes, medieval cloths, silver hair, and ear's sticking out of its head. Bedside's that it looked like a regular Joe.
It growled at Emma, and her heart stopped. She recognized it, it be. Yet it did something odd, it threw an electric bawl at it and the charge turned the boned demon into dust, because in a blink it disappeared.
It was then that Emma realized Luke was lying on top of her. The pair looked at each other, eye's wide...heart's pounding.
"Hey guys! Did you see that?" asked Nick. They both got up, turning again a light pink.
"Yeh...." whispered Emma. "The Demon" was back.
"Like old time's eh?" asked Nick as he took a sip from his coke. After the demon incident the 3 fled the mall not wanting to deal with the officer's, and headed towards a local dinner. Emma nodded.
"So much for a normal day." she said yet she had a smile on her face as she took a sip from her chocolate milk. Luke didn't reply, he was lost in the world of his black coffee. He had been oddly quieter since the event with the demon.
"You guys saw the thing that killed it?"
"Yeh..." sighed Emma.
"It's "The Demon..."
"The thing that made your brother realize his powers we remember," sighed Nick.
10 years ago, there was "The Demon". They never found out it's real name, yet it killed hundred's of people in Pinegreen, and they fought it countless of times and kept on barely making it out alive. It went to the point where little baby Joni, and 7 year old Luke and 7 year old Emma had to come along to fight. So they could use their powers. Yet it was RJ or Nick as he is now called who saved everyone in the end. Throwing Wesley his wolf pendant allowing him at the last moment to realize his own power. all his hate and anger into a powerful ball he was able to destroy it. Yet not without nearly killing him.
"Look, it'll be fine Luke." smiled Emma sweetly placing a hand on top of his. He stopped and looked at her. "We'll fight it," she said reassuringly.
"Why?" he asked. She looked at him for a second. "Why the hell are we doing this? It just keep's coming! Don't you guys realize it? I have seen darkness, I have been in it.... and don't you see?" he asked. "It will never stop, you can't beat it, you can-" yet all he got was a slap in the face from Emma.
"How dare you!" she yelled. A red handprint on Luke's face. "God what the hell is your promblem!"
"W-what?" he asked confused.
"You always take the easy way out! First giving up on what family you had left...me.... then giving up on your brother, then giving up on good.... I thought after today that maybe you have gotten stronger. That maybe you were Luke again. But I guess I was wrong, your still weak William! The bastard who is to weak and just gives up on the fight!" she said quietly yet intensely. Luke narrowed his eyes grabbed his coat dropped 3 dollars.
"I think I should leave," he said crossly. Nick whom had Emma crying on his shoulder nodded, eye's narrow.
"I think you should." and with that Luke left them.
Joni Adam's sat in her room, her knee's up to her chin. Her hair over her face, the rain pouring outside. She couldn't breath, she was adopted? Everything before she was 7 is a blank to her. Her counselor said that it was drama, she is blocking it out. Yet she wants to know, and she can't.... she had been doing her history. Like her as a baby, she was adopted...she felt so lost...so alone...who was she?
Wilfred Markus Pryce sat in his own room in England, she had turned him down. God, she had to see that stupid Angel guy. He pounded the black punching bag as the rain started to fall down outside. He was in a sort of glass house almost. So the effects of lighting and thunder were ten folded in the room. Yet he ignored it, first he lost Elizabeth...she was his best friend. He, Matt, Wren, and Liz where a sort of group. Sure he was younger them, yet at the time he was old enough to fight. God it just all hurt so much. Then he lost Buffy...ok it's not like he had her to begin with but still....
Wesley sat in the living room, the large skylight window above him. He sat on the stairs, just sitting there. It all hurt so much...he couldn't see straight...everything was just so blurry. His heart hurt.... he felt physical pain. A migraine, and an ache in his heart. He missed her so damm much; tears began to fall from his eyes like the rain above.
William Lukas Wyndam Pryce walked down the street in the pouring rain, ignoring it. Emma was right...she was 100 right. He always took the easy way out, the darkness was still inside of him...and he had no clue how to fight it.
4 Wyndam Pryce Children.... 4 place's.... 4 different types of pain. Yet one father whom was on his way to collect his children at they all sat in their own types of pain, only to increase to it.
An English flag...marines...Royal Marine's...trouble...The Demon...A wolf.... a name.... Michael Penn....Joey Milso...Ma-" yet Luke awoke from his nightmare and ran up the stairs. He had just had a vision of some sort. He had to talk to Wesley about; he had a gut feeling that it was important. Yet he stopped as he peeked through Wesley's door that was opened a crack. He was sitting up against the beige wall, knee's propped up...tears pouring from his eyes. He looked as if he really wanted to stop. He would put a hand on his mouth and stop sobbing for a second, yet then would realize he couldn't stop, and would put his head on his forehead and start to cry once more.
Luke backed off from the door because he would have to do this on his own.
Entering the local library Luke jumped on the computer. Wearing a pair of jeans held up by a belt a grey hoodie ,and ablue dodgers baseball cap on backwards, and a look of determination on his face.
"Royal Marines" he typed in "Google" the first website was ". He clicked it, clicked Land and got the Marine's. After some hacking skill's he picked up from when he was evil he then typed in "Michael Penn" and it came up.
"Michael Penn, died in battle 30 years ago, Nickname: Wolf." a rush of astonishment came over him. He typed in Joey Milso.
"Joey Milso, Alive, ex-marine, retired 20 years ago." Luke quickly copied down the address and headed out to his brother's jeep in which he "borrowed".
"Mr. Milso?" he asked knocking on the old apartment door. It opened and he saw a man go incredibly pale, as if he had seen a ghost. He stood up straight, bald, his head shiny. He did look like an ex-marine.
"Yes?" he asked, the color coming back to his face.
"Hi I-I'm Lukas Smith...I'm doing a report on Ex-Marine's, and I was wondering if I could do an interview." he said.
"Yes, well come in boy, spitch spot!" he commanded. Luke nodded entering the small apartment. Yet it was clean, not a speck of dust.
"Would you like some tea boy?" he asked in his apartment building which was a about an hour out of LA, luckily.
"Yes sir." he replied.
"Good," he replied putting the teapot on the stove.
"Yeh, Mr. Milso, did you have any nicknames?"
"Yeh, Wolf, that was Me." he said proudly. "In every generation there are nickname's given to people. Monk, short for Monkey that means the sort of class clown. "Viper" is usually given to the best looking girl with the best fighting skills."
"What does wolf mean?"
"Wolf was an honor to be given. It meant the sort of the leader, a natural born leader who took care of everyone. Like a leader of a pack."
"Did you guys ever deal with super natural things?"
"Maybe, it matters how much you know." he said starring at him up and down. Luke looked around the room and spotted something he learned from the academy.
"That's a Piloa Pot, 18'th Centaury, One of Merlin's thousand enchantment pot's." he said plainly leaning back in the chair.
"Your not really from the local High school are you?" he asked arching a brow.
"Matters how you know." he grinned repeating the old English Marine. The old man grinned.
"You got spunk kid. You remind me of someone I knew, in fact the person who got my nickname after me."
"Really who?" asked Luke remembering he awoke before he could get rest of the name.
"A guy named Matthew Pryce." he grinned standing up walking over to a bookcase which held some pictures. He picked one up and brought it over to Luke.
He saw his brother all right, yet he really didn't look like anything he knew. He was so much younger; in fact he could of passed for his twin. Yet he had a buzz-cut and wore army gear. He was sitting outside with a bunch of other people. A man who must have been his general, sergeant or whatever was standing up tall looking disapprovals at the young people yet a smile tugged at his lips. It was Milso. "Let me guess, by the way your taking this news he's the real reason your here isn't it?"
"Yeh, I think it is." said Luke still trying to get over the shock. Joseph Milso sighed as he began a story like most men do, talking about The Lies his Brother Told Him.
"Now let's see, how do you always start the stories? Oh yes umm...Once Upon a Time..."