Author:
MagnusXXN
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: BTVS doesn't belong to me, it's
Joss Whendon's baby as is Angel. I don't own Charmed or the concept
of witches or demons, I'm pretty sure that belongs to the church. I
just own this story but I don't have any money so sue someone else.
"You said they were witches!" Morak growled into the phone. Holding the telephone in his left hand, the warlock glared at his rousted right hand.
Or more accurately the burnt stump that used to be his right hand. The pain was almost unbearable, but he wasn't some weakling demon, He was a warlock.
Born from one of the noblest witch killer families of their species.
"No Morak, can I call you Morak? No, I said there was 'one' witch. But she's not your target, the wizard IS." The Mayor's voice could be easily heard from the other line.
"He blew off my fucking hand! I want five powers for this." Killing a wizard might give him great standing in the Underworld, but how long would be live with one hand?
"...are you calling me over a public pay phone?" The line clicked dead.
"Son of a.." Electricity burst through the thin glass walls of the phone booth, and he only had seconds to rise into the air and fly away from his attack.
