Author's Note: To say something from General Hospital, don't roll your eyes Nia, Sophia and Wesley are our Jason and Sam. Yes that makes no scene to you but it just means that it'll take a while for the two to finally admit their feelings of "I love you so much!" Or hey think Luke and Lorelai from Gilmore Girls. Got it? But hey think about it. It's hard to tell someone you love that you love them, especially if you don't have a buddy cop relationship with that person's dad. Oh you forgot who's little girl Sophia is. Thus wackiness ensues. Uh oh...do I smell a great American sitcom? No that was failure of a cancelled comedy. Jeepers! But enough of that your about to meet the evil of evils, the creep of creeps, the smelly of the smelly…The Maker! Yeesh! Oh no! But don't worry, your ok, just as long as you don't look him in the eyes, he'll turn you to stone ya know. Ok no he can't but he's a meanie, he'll take your ice cream away and drop it in front of you! I know pure evil! All right. here's chapter 9! Enjoy!

To My Reviewers:

Imzadi: Again, I'm very sorry for offending you in any way. I sent you an e-mail on this subject, I don't know if you got it. But I promise to lighten up on it. It is really horrid that Pearson killed Ekaterina. And the answer to why will not be reveled YET! Oh yes, I will carry it out as long as I can, but don't worry you got that Rina was the daughter, so this one will be an easy one. Oh, I know which lawyer your talking about. Lilah's assistant! Yep I'm good. Thanks for always reviewing!

Nookyfiction : Oh yes Wesley is quite the wild boy, but since he never slept with Lilah, thank god, we can color him innocent. Because he is our lovely British rugby player. I'm so jealous of Leslie and Sophia, and that's sad considering I wrote her. Oh the Maker, he's a hoot! As you will see. And good lucky on the event tomorrow! Thanks for the reviews and the help!

Chasing the stars: NIA NIA! Yes they did almost…kick the ground that they didn't, but let's see if I can fix that. Oh yea I can! What's that you say? No I can't well then fine. No more charades for you. Connor does need an attitude adjustment doesn't he? Stupid illusion! It had to be an illusion, because no one can be happy in the Buffyverse. Thanks for reviewing hon!

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"I must admire your persistence in the handling of your assignment"

A bleeding now conscience Leigh Pearson looked up from the chair he had managed to sit in after the attack. In his pool of blood stood The Maker.

"Maker, I know you told me not to harm them, but he was about to kill me."

The old man walked over to Pearson. His cane aided him as he strode. His look of deep seeded hatred and the fire of ambition raged in him.

"Oh, of course. No, I understand your obligation to your life." he said with his voice stained of sarcasm

"I would give my life for the Order. Please Please believe that"

"Has no one told you that groveling is beneath the Order. How shameful" he said shaking his head.

Pearson mustered up all his strength and fell to the Maker's feet.

"But I am beneath you and everything"

"Dear Lord Man, Leigh get off your knees. It reduces your being. Which I must say isn't much"

"Of course. My sincerest apologies" he said rising from his position.

The Maker looked disgusted with Pearson as he looked out the window.

"Do you supposed they'll fall in love?" It was an odd question

"I think they might" Pearson was afraid of what might happen next.

"Well, Isn't that grand. They fall in love and then marry. How blissful. How utterly beautiful. They'll live out their lives and not even know. Do you think they know who they are?" he said with frustration

"Not at this point, sir" Pearson was careful to respond

"Good. They shouldn't know. When they do, that's when their paradise collapses. How about we let them live for a year. Knowing those two they'll flutter about without a notion of how the other's feeling. Although Sophia, she seems like an intelligent young vibrant woman." He saw Sophia as he saw her mother. Lovely and unattainable.

"She is. And Wesley gets to take her" he said with lusty images in his head

"Is that all you think about? They both are important, unfortunately. They'll either end us or help us. You know this"
"Yes" he knew the prophesy well

"Then, my dear friend. Why would you recklessly try to kill Wesley Wyndam-Price!" his lost temper caused The Maker to push Pearson to the floor. Although old in age the Maker was young in strength. A helpless Pearson hated everything about that day.

"I wasn't thinking sir. I can never be as sorry about anything in my whole life"

"Really? Because I always thought you regretted sacrificing your mother for you success was the thing you were most sorry for" he commented with a smirk.

"Nothing compared to today sir" he coward at the sight of the maker looming over him.

The Maker suddenly had a smile on his face

"Yes you do. Don't you. Well, then I'll make you an offer."

"Offer? Oh anything my god"

"I'll let you live, if you leave Los Angeles and Cabrel. Also you will never see any of the members of the order. Nor, will you ever speak of the order."

Pearson thought about it. He would have to sign all of his money in Cabrel to his secretary Danica, who was a member of the order, and never come back to the only home he knew.

"I'll do it"

It took him one second to decide. He stood up to see his fate.

"Good choice. Now draft up the documents and sign everything over."

Pearson did as he was told. He ordered Danica to arrange his resignation form as The Maker wanted.

I Leigh Jonathon Pearson I do herby secede as CEO of Cabrel Incorporated and give command to Danica Blythe Walters. Ms. Walters will now be in charge of the management and decisions of Cabrel. I resign any power in the company……"

The document went on and on.

The Maker looked over the page and agreed.

"Everything looks in order."

"You actually going to sign everything to me?" Danica was excited that after years of taking Pearson's sexual harassment for the Order, she was finally being rewarded. Her green eyes gleamed as she saw what she was getting.

"Yes, Danica. The company needs to go to a member of the Order. Since you are the highest ranking member in Cabrel in the Order, it all goes to you." Pearson was annoyed by the redhead's question. She knew the answer but wanted Pearson to say it out loud. A sort of big

"Look who's in charge now asshole" to an arrogant Leigh Pearson.

The girl smiled while she signed the paper after Pearson gave away his whole life.

"That'll be all Danica" The Maker told her

"Yes sir" she bowed in reverence to the Maker. She walked out of the office a billionaire

"Now Leigh, you'll have to write a letter that states that you're gone forever and that no one should look for you because you want to be left in peace. You have a medical disease that is going to kill you soon. Simple enough?"

"Yes sir" Pearson took out of piece of his cream stationary and began to write.

Dear Family and Friends

I must leave for medical reasons. I am dying of an unknown disease and my doctors have told me to leave Los Angeles as soon as possible. I need my rest for the remaining last days. These past months I have been dealing with excruciating pain and the fear of death over my head. And now I am ready to let go and return to my maker. Please do not search for me. Respect my last wishes as a dying man. Everything has been taken care of. Danica is now in charge of Cabrel, and that is a choice that I will be forever proud of. I am sure of her dedication to the job and to me. Cynthia, please know that daddy loves you and will always be with you. I love you all and pray for your acceptance and happiness in life.

Love

Leigh Pearson

Pearson started to weep when he read over the letter. He left behind his 15 year old daughter. He never really knew he considering that his ex-wife Rosemary had taken her away when Leigh joined the Order. She knew that he was an occult of some matter and told him that their daughter wouldn't be brainwashed. Rosemary and Cynthia left for Phoenix and never saw Leigh again. That's when the last piece of humanity left in him died.

"Impressive Leigh. You seem human in this letter. What happened?" he told the broken Pearson with a laugh

"There you are, sir" He handed the Maker the letter.

Now in his possession was Leigh's whole life. His money, his power, and his death. The Maker sat down his the head chair and relaxed.

"All right Leigh. Ready to know your fate?"

"Yes"

At that moment Pearson clutched his chest and started to breathe heavily.

"You...you!" he said as he fell, again, to the floor.

"You thought I would let you live. Honestly Leigh, don't you know me after all these years?"

A elongated heart attack hit Pearson. It was then that all his humanity came back to him and he saw The Order of the Black Shadow for what it really was. A power hungry cult with madmen and women, whose sole purpose was to kill the world of all purity.

"Any last words?" The Maker crouched down to Pearson's red face.

"Your wrong. They'll never help you. They'll unmake you---" he managed to lift his hand up

He was about to name him when The Maker, when his heart gave up. With one last heart beat came one last tear. A tear for his lost life in The Order .

"I'm sorry" he thought as he let go of his life.

The Maker saw Pearson's hand fall to the floor. He checked his wrist to find no pulse.

"It took you long enough" he told the dead body.

The Maker had used dark magiks to bring about a heart attack in Pearson. The members of The Order could only die naturally, not by a machine or by human.

The Maker surveyed the body and smiled happily. Then he noticed he had to do something with the dead former CEO's body.

He called upon his demon god to evaporate the body. In a swift motion of black and gray dust and cloud, Pearson's body fell to pieces and finally faded away. All of his blood was gone from the floor and chairs. Any trace of Leigh Pearson was everlastingly no more.

"I did a fantastic job" he said proudly. He put on his hat and coat as he exited Cabrel

"Pearson, ever the fool. He's wrong. They will help me. They have an obligation to, well they know they have an obligation if they're smart"

Somehow The Maker wasn't comforted by that thought. He knew deep in that black hole of his soul that Sophia and Wesley would never help him achieve his goal.

And he was right.

In the Next Chapter: A year has past in the wonderfully whimsical world Mr. Wyndam-Pryce and Ms. Sophia (Giles) Avila, and things are still the same. Wow with the eventfulness. A recap of the year that was and the events that where. Including a lost, a first argument, and flashes of insanity that both feel. A pregnant Sophia and an exhausted Wesley warming a bottle? What! No one told me this! This information was leaked! Carl Rove it was him! Plus another demonic presence enters the L.A little shop of horrors. Fun no? All right no. Read and Review this and the next chapter. Please! I will buy everyone a cupcake and a pony if you do.