Chapter Five

A dark eyed gaze looked down upon the sleeping figure of Susannah Simon. Lips that were of a grey texture turned upwards into an evil smirk. The figure was surrounded by black wisps of smoke, long red hair cascaded down its shoulders in waves and her face was the colour of parchment.

'We will soon see, mortal, whose powers will reign.' The black eyes that stared so hatefully at Susannah turned to red and her hair to black. It did this for a minute or so and the wisps of smoke moved from the portal of hell to earth, around Susannah's inert form.

The figure turned on a boot clad heel, it's red dress moving like fire, covering it's body. The figure stepped into the light, it was female, she sauntered over to two other figures sitting on a pair of chairs – one green the other blue. 'Faun,' the voice was male, the woman – Faun – had sat on a chair between the two others, a more larger red one. It seemed as if she ruled over the other, rather silent, two.

Faun turned to the sound of the voice, the man sitting on the green chair had spoken. Like Faun, this man had dark eyes, but his hair was not flaming red – it was a dark shade of bottle green and as neat as Faun's.

'What is it you want, Slate?' Faun's voice was emotionless, as it always was. Slate sighed slightly with a deep depression, but this move was light enough for Faun to overlook.

Another voice spoke, this one had more emotion – it was younger than Faun and Slate. 'He wants to know whether the dreamscape is complete.' Faun's temper arose at this person. She did not direct her question to him.

'ENOUGH!' Faun yelled. The figure in the blue chair shuddered, a sure sign of weakness. This only made Faun even madder, her eyes flashed red and her hair was slowly changing from black to red.

Faun rose, and with lightning speed, her black-gloved hand rose with her. She directed it on the figure in the blue chair 'I did not ask you, Arce.' Flames covered her had that had arisen with her, and promptly, Arce's blue chair burst into flames. Arce cringed, but let the chair burn. After a moment, however, he was sick of the flames and with a dismissive wave of his own hand, the flames were extinguished. This made Faun seethe with anger.

But Faun could not do anything else to Arce – a good-looking, around eighteen year old boy, with the same black eyes as the other two shadows and, unlike his two elder siblings, he had messy navy blue hair which poked out in various places. Because at that moment, across the large, dark warehouse type place, black wisps surrounded a single square meter of space.

The wisps were like the one's that Faun had used on Susannah Simon, the pathetic mortal, in their eyes. Immediately on seeing this smoke arise, Faun, Arce and Slate all stood, walked over to it, and knelt down, as if bowing to master. And that was what they were doing, bowing to their master.

Out of the ashes and black smoke, another figure walked into the view of the three shadows. Her voice was like silk, so soft… and yet she was evil. 'The phases have been set, I presume. You have done well, children, but not all is finished. You must find her child and kill it, if you succeed and both the heir and sovereign are dead, then you will get your rewards.'

Raven hair fell all the way to the ground and ebony eyes sparkled with evil delight. The three shadows looked up to the woman as if that confirmed that they were able to succeed in their mission. Before the woman went, her laughter echoed through the hallways, it was not like one of the made-for-TV movies with the all powerful hero and the evil villian who yells: MWAHAHAHAHA.

This laugh, that sounded throughout the whole of the warehouse, burnt any mortal's ears. Including Susannah Simon's, who could see flashes of the warehouse and evil immortals. 'And your rewards will be great!' She cackled, the three shadows laughed with her – anything less would be an insult.

The dark, gothic dress the woman was clad in was the last thing to be seen before she dissappeared in smoke and ash, leaving the three shadows to plot how they would kill Susannah Simon and her unborn child.

AN: Oooh… Now it's getting freaky. Oo This chapter was sort of a little break from Suze's life. I hope I get as many reviews as I had for the last chapter, you people are great. I'll make sure I will update fast again, and thank you for following this story so far.

-chayfan.