Amcreva sighed, "Thanks for the help!" She hitched a ride to the next station and went to the slums. She would get his stupid information. Her next lead was the club.

The black floors where empty and the music was soft, not to mention there where no strippers on the poles. The club was closed for now. Amcreva took out the keys.

Regent stood with his women dripping off of him. Amcreva stood like stone. Her eyes not leaving his. "Word is out you got yourself a man... a seed. Interesting Amcreva, I never thought you to be the one to be laying with someone. "I'm here to get the contract. I need the money." He motioned to one of his men. He made chit chat about legalitys and the dance tonight. "Bring your man here... i want to see if he is worth it to you. If I say he is to leave you must let him go. I'll kill him if he hurts you..." His tone sarcastic "You know how much I care."

Amcreva sniffed, and almost snorted.

"Sure Regent, You keep the food on the table. I want some info, I'm curious. This witch was blubbering on about being bred into a monster, About some weird mutant witch attacked him because he failed Regents test." Her hands crossed "I want to know what your cooking up. I want in on the money and drugs involved."

He Snorted. " You want into something of mine?"

"No I want to know what your doing to my prey."

Regent leaned forwards on of the women falling into his arms. "I'm making an army so we can rule again Amcreva. Us witches won't be hunted but the hunters."

Amcreva smiled, "Have you got the hunters names yet? Pictures? Bios?"

Regent shook his head. "Nothing, Word says you almost got one."

Amcreva smirked, "I almost did..." Amon... She thought. Her wound ached, Regent got up. "Get that checked out. Here..." He took out a card. "Give that to MR. Tagasaki He'll patch you up good."

Amcreva smirked and took the card. "Anything else I should know?"

Regent smirked and handed over the contract. "You've been good to me Amcreva, I'm rewarding you. Come to my club. The Assassins Underground, Wear black. Join me at 9:00, we have good time, no?"

Amcreva nodded. "So be it." Taking the contract with her. She remembered to get the letter from Amon.

She got Kadassa to heat up the iron on the stove, She put the rags in her teeth and bit down. Kadassa pressed the red hot iron on her wound. She screamed into the material. The bullet was inside her body. She knew it was of no matter now. Only an ugly scar was left behind.

The sign said "Harry's" in a intricate looking font. The building was very pretty. Amcreva walked in and saw that the place was empty.

No one was there except a man, a fatherly figure his aim was.

A nice man with a dark secret. Her eyes went up to the cameras. She knew they where there. Witches came here then. This Harry was known for his information to the lower witches. His help with the STN-J and such.

She took a seat. Harry looked over to her. "Amon will be here soon Amcreva."

Amcreva looked at him. "How did you know?" Harry pointed to the wound at her shoulder "That looks terrible... Can I get you something to help you, Wait... How about some green tea, ice cream." He left before she could deny the offer.

Amon walked into the restaurant. His eyes went to Amcreva who had turned and looked rather content with her ice cream she was eating. Her smile was one of someone who didn't get to enjoy herself enough. The Cat who got the Cream.

Amcreva heard the door open. She turned. As if expecting Him to enter. His form facing her own. Harry no where to be seen. "Alright, I've put around a few words saying I got myself a man. Your going to have to swing with it, I got your info, You'll need to get to the higher places. Word are said on the street that he is building himself another army... We are meeting him in the nightclub tonight. I'd get something nice on... And the STN jacket, A no no."

It had been several days since he had seen Amcreva. Amon parked the car and walked into Harry's. He knew she was already there. Michael had informed him when she arrived. He walked in through the door and sat down. He listened to Amcreva and felt a tightening in his stomach. Her man, did she seriously expect him to do this. Michael was still decoding the information and Zaizen was been tight lipped about everything related to this case. Amon's jaw clinched and unclenched.

"So for this date am I to pick up?"

Just saying those words made Amon want to growl in frustration. He looked at her face intently he could see the excitement just below the surface.

"What time is the meeting?"

"Yes, I seriously expect you to do this. It's part of your job child, Suck it up." Her tone was harsh. Her words small and mocking as if she was really talking to a child. "The letter Amon. Now or I blow your cover. I could have an army at your door killing your team mates in less than an Hour. You know how Regent wants you to die. He hates hunters almost as much as you hate me." Her head cocked to the side. Her hand reached out. "It's at 9:00, a techno trance club. Deep into the Assassin culture. We'll fit in just fine. Wear Black. But I'm sure you have enough to spare in that wardrobe there..." She looked at the long button up tunic looking thing underneath his jacket. "Wear that. And put on an earing or something you look so damn coppish." Her tone was dismissive. She put down her dessert and laid out almost 20000 yen. "Buy yourself some comfort. You'll pick me up outside Raven's flat at 8:30 sharp. Now.." Her voice was sharp. "No orbo, They have detectors there. the Necklaces are fine, The gun is a giveaway. Now you can drown your sorrow in a bottle, May the answer lay at the bottom." At that she turned to leave.

"You know, I'll just write another letter. You hold onto that. You might find it useful. As a ... fire starter. "

Amon was 5 minutes late. He did it just to annoy her. She stepped into he car and used the GPS to show him where the club was not a word was spoken except from her. "You fail, We are both dead."

The club was loud, The trance music leaving the area with a euphoric feeling. The smell of chemo drugs lay under the smell of unwashed bodies and cheap sex. Amon took Amcreva by the forearm. She pushed him away.

"I don't hand off of you like a whore."

Was all she said. He stood cold about her. It was so plain to see that they just had a disagreement or they where not at all involved with each other. The bodies slid on each other. Men humping woman and other combos. The drinks clanked and corks popped. The strippers went at it on the bars. The dance cages where full. Swinging with unclad women and men. dancing with each other.

Amcreva walked to Regent. His form was not there at the moment. The men escorted them to a quieter room. The music buzzed only in the background. Some strippers went up to Amon. Amcreva denied them with a stare.

They knew who she was.

They weren't even going to give her a dirty look.

She hoped that Amon was packing. As they went past the Orbo check He came up negative. Amcreva wore one of the classic pendants around her neck. It cost her 10 lives to get it. It was a rare thing to get it on the streets.

Regent told them to sit. Amon took the couch corner. Amcreva stiffly went into his chest. Her back to his crotch. His arms did not move to embrace her. His dark look went to Regent as her walked in.

"Ah, So this in the infamous Boy-toy. Amcreva speaks fondly of you. Supposedly she had had dreams of you before. As you know we are all witches here. You are... A Seed? "

"Tell me, What do you know about the hunters child?" He addressed Amon. "What do you know the legends of the old testament? Do you know what gifts lay in your blood..." Amcreva protested. "Regent, You know as well as I, I think it as a curse. I would give the powers I have to be normal. I'm sure he would too..." Regent sent her a brief glance. "Just making chit chat little Amcreva." Amcreva nodded her head. "He isn't one to talk much." Her laugh was forced and a little weak. Her finger went up to touch his cheek. ... Reinforcement... She thought to him. Her mind sank into he others mind stealing information. Regent restated the Question. Regent did want the best for Amcreva. They had forged an odd relation, One of a teacher and student but one of untruth and lies.

Amcreva shifted and rose up to Amon, As if to kiss him. She leaned away. Regent noticed this and Motioned "We have nothing wrong with public displays of affection. This place is one of sex and Drugs. Do kiss, I would be insulted if you held back on each other just because you think it not right...

Amon knew he was going to arrive 5 minutes late. He knew it would piss Amcreva off. He was beyond irritated with this whole thing. Playing a boyfriend, let alone to a witch. "Michael can you hear me?"

"Loud and clear, Amon."

"I want you to make sure that the rest of the team is in position." Amon looked ahead as he approached Raven's flat. "Do you have any more information on this Regent?"

"Not really that is what is strange it seems as if someone at HQ is keeping that information classified and lock. I am afraid to even try and hack it. It has some very nasty file protection on it. However it seems that Zaizen got a call from HQ and that are sending some high ranking specialists to us. It has put Zaizen and a really bad mood. Be careful tonight."

What is going on? Amon thought as he pulled up to Amcreva. She was looking rather pissed. A small smile graced Amon' lips and disappeared as soon as she got into the car. She glanced at Amon and was pleasantly surprised. He was wearing black but it was less cop like. His over tunic had small silver buttons and was made of silk. His thin mock turtleneck underneath was black as well. He turned his head in her direction and she could see that he had very small silver hoops in both ears. Well she would love to know who he wore this outfit for.

She used Amon's GPS to give him directions to the club.

When Amon walked into the club he was uneasy. They check him for orbo but not for the gun he had at the small of his back. It carried special bullets with runes on them to take down any witch. The club stank of sex, drugs and sweat. They were being eyed by both male and females as they were being lead to a room to meet the Regent.

Amcreva walked in first and Amon behind. The door shut quietly. Amon got a good look at the Regent he was dress very expensively and had several women on him. There was a guy behind him, if you could call it male.

"Come my dear have a seat." The Regent gave Amon the once over. "Amcreva, he is quite beautiful. I can see why you are attracted to him. But a seed? Hmmmm." He slid his hand slow up one of his companion's short skirts and it disappeared underneath.

Judging by the girls face and moans he was doing other things just caressing. Amon sat in one of the deep couches so he could get a better position to shoot if he need to. However it was ruin when Amcreva sat between his legs. He was about to protest when she dug her nails into his legs. She slid back until her bottom was press tightly against his groin. His face was blank, but inside he was furious that she was putting him this position. Boy toy my ass Amon thought. The muscles in his jaw twitched.

"Amon do you know the power that lays in your blood. I can smell it from here. What do you know about the hunters my child? What do you know about the Enigma and the Old Testament legends and stories" The Regent's eyes bore into Amon.

Amcreva protested and the Regent laughed and back off. "I am just making small talk with him."

Amon could just feel the power bubbling under the surface from the Regent. Amcreva touched his cheek and slide her finger tips along his jaw. Involuntary his body gave a shutter. Amcreva turned and was about to give him a kiss until she saw the look in his eyes and she stopped. Amon eyes flicked to the Regent he seemed to be enjoying the show, but there was something else.

"We have nothing wrong with public displays of affection. This place is one of sex and Drugs. Do kiss, I would be insulted if you held back on each other just because you think it not right..."

The Regent leaned back and continued to apply his ministrations to his female companion.

Amon became aware that now everyone in the room was looking at them. He forced himself to relax. He brought his arms down and around Amcreva. He placed his finger tips on her face. His eyes glared at her to let her know he will pay her back for putting him in this position. He leaned in and kissed her. It was not a chaise kiss. He slid his tongue along her partially closed lips and forced them to part. He deepened the kiss until he was forced to pull away to breath.

Amon looked at the Regent. He had a slight smile on his face.

"Very nice. Even from here it made my toes tingle. I would love to see more."

Amon thought bloody pervert. We need to get out of here before we are trapped.

Amcreva looked away from Regent. Her nails dug lightly into Amon's leg. Perhaps a sign she to was not enjoying the spectacle. Her sly smile was on her face when she went underneath Amon's Tunic and felt the gun there. The witch bullets. Her mind flashed , the other hunters where here. Her face did not change however. The club went into the blackout.

Only the strobe lights went off. Amcreva heard the music rising and knew Regent couldn't hear them.

"He is always like this... Let me take care of it. I don't like this just as much as you do. And you do suck at kissing..."

She added just to piss him off for putting her on the spot. The blackout finished and the DJ said another would be at hand. The club roared with voices.

Regent cocked his head. Amcreva was buttoning up Amon's jacket.

"I see... " He drawled. "Having more fun in the dark."

His eyes showed annoyance that he wasn't allowed to watch his favourite hitwoman not making out with here boy toy. They seemed almost angry at each other. "So did we have a fight before we got here?"

Amcreva laughed, "I'm glad you saw through that. We where just having a disagreement about tonight. He wanted to stay at home and have our own loud night. I however said We had to come. It was only right to do so."

Amcreva patted his knee. Her Orbo necklace slipping out from her breasts. Regent caught a smile and reached out to grasp it. Amcreva's hand rose up but Regent insisted on tucking it back where it was. His hands lingering on her breasts. Amon pretended not to notice. Amcreva shook with anger but her anger did not manifest into words. "Regent You know My friend here isn't to familiar with the under culture. Perhaps you wouldn't mind if we departed to dance?"

Regent nodded "Than we talk business , Man to Man eh, Boy toy? I'm sure I could set you up with something less cold than Amcreva..."

Amcreva's eyes bore into Regent, He didn't look to her. Her hand took Amon's and she almost dragged him on the dance floor. She took his neck and dragged him to her head level. "You... Are not liking this. You, Have to stop acting as if you hate me. Hard I know. You are going to get us both killed. Give me that damn mic. She yanked it from his undercoat. She set it up on herself as if she had used it her whole life. "Mike, This is Amcreva, Regents file password is '184736armand' Hack into it and tell me what his secondary occupation is."

Regent watched Amcreva untill the next blackout. When it stopped she was close to the boyfriend. He was jealous. He was going to look into the past of this boy. See if he would make a good pimp. Business as usual. Amcreva was going to one of his girls.. He took one of the girls by the neck and tossed her to the ground. "Bring Amcreva drinks and have them back to me."

Amcreva took out her glock. Loaded. Her case was at the side of the bar. Her hands moved to it. It would be a few moments until Regent cast her another look and asked her to join Anmas 4000 his pimp club.

She had seem his dreams with her at his feet. Sucking and doing all he asked. Being his whore. Her hands shook. Her anger on her face. Amon approached her again at the side of the bar. Her face showed that she hated this All,

"Don't say a fucking word Amon. Your not even slightly aware how much goes on behind the scenes. It was 1:30 and the whore came up to Amon

"Regent wants you to join him in the back. Amcreva you are to come too."

Amcreva walked back behind Amon. His was in control for the moment. When he sat again Amcreva sat across from Regent and away from Amon. Regent looked to Amon.

"I daresay what sort of man leaves his girlfriend with no one to hold her. Now sit together... Oye! Bring in the bitches!"

The whole amount of women bagan to pour in.

"Now Boy toy, I want you to choose 10 of the girls and they are yours. They stood as if they owned the world a few of them with bruises.

"Regent, I know..."

Regent motioned to Amcreva to one of his men.

"Amcreva perhaps you can join them up in the line..."

Amcreva's eyes opened wide "Are you asking me to become one of your whores? "

Regent smiled. "Yes. But, I'm not asking."

Two broad shouldered men approached Amcreva. Pulled her up. Amcreva looked to Amon, Prying to see if she should draw her weapon. She declined and joined the line. Regent than beckoned to pull her over to himself.

"Now that is figured out. I think 10 women is a fair trade don't you Toy?"

Amcreva settled down, Regent spoke again

"See, I need Amcreva for a special program I'm making. You may know of it. I am breeding powerful witches like Amcreva and powerful males like me. Our Children will rule the world and wipe out the human race as we know it and only we will survive. Us, Seeds and witches and those we choose to live..."

Amon sat there and watched as the Regent had his muscled bodyguards haul Amcreva to be next to him, then he in turned offer 10 women for him to whore out so he could make babies with Amcreva.

For Christ sakes what a mess!

He could walk away from this and yet he knew this could only get worse. Why kill the 50 people at the estates. There is more to this than that. He is now cut off from his team and she is wearing his microphone.

Amon leaned back in to the couch. Amcreva wanted this so he was going to play the part. When this was over with he was going take pleasure in hunting her.

"Why would you think I would trade her for them? I don't pimp women. It such a waste of time. I prefer having my private love slave. She is quite extraordinary in bed. And the distance you perceive is only because I refuse to let her do me in the car on the way here. Darling are you willing to show the Regent how much you want me."

Amon lips curled in to a sarcastic smile. That will teach her. "You can have her after I am finished with her."

Amon held out his hand to Amcreva. He watched as she got up and began to move towards him. The Regent looked at Amon and new this boy toy was a lot more dangerous than he looked. He maybe a seed but just below the surface there was something else.

He could easily bring this seed to his full power and what power that would be.

"Ok Amcreva, we are waiting how much to you want him. I would enjoy seeing you two fuck. Maybe we could make it a threesome."

The Regent slid his hand over his groin. He was already hard just with the thought of it. He gave Amon his one side smile.

'Yes boy I am calling your hand…' He thought.

Amcreva paused before walking towards Amon.

'No way in fucking hell he just said that.'

Her hands reaching into his. His hands made her kneel at his feet.

"What can I do for you master?"

His hands brought her hands to his crotch, her head went into follow after a moment of hesitation. Her eyes did not move from his. Her hand tried to yank themselves from his. "Master if I am to give you good head than I need to have my hands free."

She was going to draw her gun and fire at Regent. She didn't care if she died in the god dammed process. Her hands shook.

"Master will you punish me for calling you my submissive?"

She sly smile was on her face. She was acting up to the part.

Amon looked at Amcreva. She was going to do something stupid and get them all killed.

Amon slowly released her hands and grabbed her under her arms and made her stand.

"Punishment I will reserve that for later when we get home. But I want to show the Regent who owns you."

With his boot feet he made her feet move further apart. He slid forward so he could reach the hem of her skirt. With his long fingers he slid his finger tips along the back of her calves bring the skirt up higher and higher as he moved his fingers higher. With a sudden jerk, she fell forward into his lap and he move back so she rest again his crouch. Her skirt now covered his lap and his hands. He then slid one of his along her back to the back of her head. Amon pushed her head towards him and he bit her ear.

"I suggest you moan like I am doing something underneath your skirt otherwise we will be fucking for real."

He whispered furiously with his other hand he moved across Amcreva butt.

"I see we are wearing a thong." Amon said as he ran his finger along the elastic.

Amcreva pushed up her hips to straddle his hips.

"Master!"

Her hips grinded into his groin. Her thong strap slapping back. Her head went to his forehead. Her head cocking to one side. Her lips taking in his.

"How about you do punish me now?"

Her smile stopped As she bit his lip playfully.

"Oh Master!"

Her hand linked with his her head falling back as she faked herself being entered. Her hips ground upon him harder. Making sure his hands stayed on her ass and no where else. But eventually she went up to his shoulders.

Amon knew that his team was going to make is life miserable over this. He could see them now making snide comments.

Amon grits his teeth as the friction of her rubbing against his groin was sending small waves of pleasure down his legs. He grabbed her butt and slowed her motion as he closed his eyes. A moan escaped his lips. He opened his eyes and saw Regent was jacking off and a girl was between his legs aiding him.

Through clichéd teeth he whispered. "You better finish this like soon, we have a chance to get out of her while he is getting serviced."

Amcreva didn't want to say it but she was enjoying the grinding motion she was sharing with him. Her head went further back. A scream went out of her lips. The motion grew less graceful, she body bounced a few slight times upon him. Her breath was fast.

Her body went on his.

"What now Master?" Her moan went up into the air.

Amon's self control was on the edge. When Amcreva scream her release, he saw that Regent was in the middle of his own orgy. The guards to busy engaged in either watching or fucking. He grabbed Amcreva under her legs and stood up and lifted her over his shoulder. She was started to protest and he slapped her bottom with a stinging blow. The Regent unfocused eyes looked up at Amon.

"Ah leaving us so soon? I can understand you would like to go and fuck her with more privacy. I will send you an invite to my private party at my estate. I would love to see more of you."

The Regent threw his head back as the girl between his legs increased her movements.

Over my dead body thought Amon as he walked through the door and into the loud sounds of the club. The smells of the club was almost too much... Amcreva began to struggle but Amon smacked her bottom again. When they go out side the club and to his car, He unceremoniously dropped her to her feet.

She staggered a bit, her first reaction was to slap him but her hand never reached his face. He had grabbed her hand mid flight. "My patience is at the end. Just get in the car so we can leave. We have people watching."

Amcreva got into the car without saying a word. Amon got into the other side. He started the car and pulled into traffic. He contacted Michael. "Michael tell everyone to stand down and go home."

"Will do Amon." There was a slight breathlessness to his reply. God only knows what kind of crap he was going to have to put up with tomorrow.

"Amon, it seems that the specialist will be in the next two days."

"Got it." Amon turned to Amcreva. "Where do I need to drop you?"

"Enjoy yourself?" Her tone was dark.

Her ass still hurt from the slaps upon it.

Her tone went cold again as he asked where to drop her. She wasn't stupid and wasn't going to allow him to be able to track her down.

She had walked the streets before, now there was just a light drizzle coming down.

"You can drop me off At the Delta. I'll walk the rest of the way."

Her arms crossed but her breath was still shaky. His driving skills where good but he was still pushing the car too fast for this road.

"Amon, I'm sorry..."

As the car slowed down. She went for the door .

"I didn't mean to put you into that situation. Are we going to his estate later? I'm sure I could get a few of my own sweepers to help you out."

Her offer was weak. Her knees where weak. The reality of the situation was real and not a good feeling in her stomach. Never in her dreams did she imagine that she was ever even going to kiss Amon.

"I'll be At Harry's when you need me."

At that she went to slam the door instead she just left it open. Hopefully annoying him just a little.

Her body walked down the street after about 40 seconds Amon's car wizzed past her. Her eyes where dark as she followed it. Knowing his eyes where following her too. The mic buzzed. She realized that she still had it on.

"They have packed up for the night I guess..."

Her footsteps went down the street a little further. She didn't have time to gather her weapons at the bar. Amon still had them in his trunk. She stamped her foot.

"That lowlife little..."

Regent laughed as his let himself release into the whore.

"Soon Amcreva, I'll show you how much of a better Master I am."

Her pushed her away and zipped up his pants.

"Tail the Amon man. I need to know where he lives. Since where he is, Where Amcreva will be."

His logic was folly, Cause he had no clue that Amon almost seemed to hate Amcreva.

"Perhaps he really is her Master."

The lies fit together well.

"He denied her own whims in the car. That's it..." His smile grew. "Well I would never deny her..."

Amcreva sniffed as she turned onto Drake Ave. Just another kilometre or so. She sneezed and reached into her pocket. The rain now was starting to come down in Torrents. She started to run when she noticed the first tail man on foot...

Amon was glad to be rid of her. All he wanted to do was go home and wash the stench off of his skin. Maybe he would call Touko. He needed some relief. As he drove away he looked at his rear view mirror. He saw someone walk in the direction that Amcreva taken, then a car not to subtle following him. Amon remembered she still had his communication device on her. He stopped a light and turned on the tracker and then had the GPS pin pointed her location.

He drove unhurried down the street and turned. The rain had started and was now coming down hard.

Without warning he gunned the engine and ran through the light and just made it across the intersection before a truck crossed. His trailers were not so lucky. Amon circled back around and so he could find Amcreva. He took the turns at a speed that was less then safe on dry roads but on rainy ones it was suicidal. He turned on to Drake Ave and saw her running towards him.

He turned the wheel so that the passenger side door was towards her. He grabbed his gun and opened his door. He shot the closest pursuer in the leg. "GET IN!"

Amcreva got in and Amon shot of a round to keep the rest of the pursuers at bay as he got into the car and took off. "I see you a very popular."

"Yeah, He has a great interest in me."

Her body moved away from him. Staying to the side pressing herself as far as she could away from him. "Why didn't you just let me die if I dirty you so much..."

She muttered. she didn't want to say it but she had pried into his mind, just to see if he had taken any pleasure in the coupling. She stung her heart when his voice was filled with anger and frustration with his hate towards her. Her arms where crossed. Tears stinging in her eyes.

"Well, At least I can get my weapons."

She said trying to look on the brightside.

"I got you into it with Regent, Now give me my letter."

It would only make him hate her more now reading it. Knowing of the dreams that her mind slowly let her believe was a possible romance.

Amon hadn't said a word and didn't respond to her question. She restated it and he still didn't look at her. His speed was still suicidal in the rain. Like he didn't care anymore, or he was venting through his car engine.

Amcreva said quietly, "Look out for the Black Cobalt." His speed was diverted as he swung around it. The Black Cobalt swung into the same lane as Amon pulled towards it. Amcreva reached over as fast as she could and pulled the steering wheel perfectly to dodge the car and enter the lane towards Raven's flat.

"I told you to look out for it."

Once they pulled up Amcreva went to pull open the door. It was locked.

"Amon... Open the door."

His eyes looked at her as if she was some sort of evil thing. "I don't want to deal with your childish anger towards me. You don't have the whole story..."

She pulled on the door again...

Amon voice fell into the silence.

"Enlighten me. If you want to see the sun rise you better get talking."

Amon crossed his arms and waited.

"Amon? It is Michael" Amon looked at Amcreva as he picked up his communicator.

"Amon here, what is it."

"I got some information on the Regent. It seems that someone else is pulling his strings. Someone named Gadreel. This guy owns a company that has provided Solomon with genome research. It seems that they have been experimenting with witches and other non-humans. The other thing about the Regent he can bring a seed to their full powers. It is said he is more than a witch and less than a god."

"Where did you get this info?" Amon frowned.

"It was sent from Vice Director Khan. And don't ask he is on none of the organizational charts. The information Amcreva gave was or more help however."

Amon scowled "Ok I contact you later." He disconnected.

"Get talking you do not have much time."

"Alright! Goddammit. You could talk to me as if I'm at least human. You kill me you lose. That's the deal I talk when you answer my questions.""

"He wants me because I hold the power to see what is beyond. I can see what is to come. Also I have some mildly advanced telekinetic powers. Not enough to kill but if mixed with the right Seeds I would become very powerful. Not to mention my child. With a another witches blood mixed with mine. The power to dodge any death, any fatal danger. His army would be perfect. He wants to breed me."

Her voice grew thin at the thought. Her tears stained at the thought of being raped by Regent. Knowing Gadreel was enjoying it aswell.

" Someone else is with them too. A man named..."

Amon interupted "I know about Gadreel"

Amcreva looked at him. Rubbed her arms from the coolness of the car and the chill of the rain. She was shivering not just from the cold but from dark thoughts that loomed ahead.

" The operation is to so call purify the witches and wipe out the human race to all those who will not bow to his power. You Amon if you didn't notice, He took a liking to the power he saw in you."

Amon sighed "This had nothing to do about me."

Amcreva smirked

"It does more than you know... and me. Quite a mixup I've put you in. Anyways I can get more but you as hell better cut me a part of a deal." Her eyes narrowed "I want to help you kill him. The estates, where a distraction."

Amon just looked at her. A deal? A deal to kill the Regent. He knew was breaking rules and not following orders but something is very wrong. He turned in the seat so that he was looking out of the windshield of the car. He looked out of the side mirror to make sure no one had followed. This meeting could easy put the team and himself into harms way. If the Regent knew what he was then he would be attacked without mercy

"Ok I will let you live for now. I have to meet some people tomorrow."

Amon pulled the car into traffic. "I am going to take you a place that you should be safe for the night. Leave a message with Harry if you need to contact me."

They drove in silence. He finally stopped the car and turned it off. "Stay here." He got out and went into a building. A few minutes later he came out with someone. Amon opened her door. "You will stay with him for the night."

Amcreva got out of the car.

Amon shut the door and got into the driver side and left.

"Don't worry he is always like that. Come let's get out of the rain. By the way my name is Nagira."