A Raven in the Hand

CHAPTER 3

Kayla tried to look entertained as David talked to a few of is fellow wrestlers about, who would have guessed it, wrestling. She wasn't interested in it, she seemed it was way too fake for her licking. Actually, she didn't like violence to begin with. There was too much of it displayed in the world, real and fake. The world could use without the violence, but it wasn't going to end any time soon.

She looked around the halls and spotted the tables filled with food and drinks, refreshments for the wrestlers and crew. She walked over and grabbed a styrophome cup and filled it with coffee as JBL walked up to her, she noticed his dorky smile.

"What is a fine lady doing here by yourself?" He grinned.

"JBL…is it? We met back up in the lounge." She tried to fake a smile.

"You know what you need my dear? A ride in my limo! I have the…"

She raised her hand to him, "No thanks, not interested."

"I can show you the town, honey. You need someone like me, I can…"

"Not interested." She turned around and began to walk away, but JBL grabbed her arm and turned her around forcefully.

"I don't think you know who I am, and I don't take no for an answer." He starred at her intensely.

Kayla starred back just as intensely her eyes changed to black, "Release me…" Her voice was smooth…calming…almost…hypnotic, "Release me…"

JBL's eyes became vacant as his grip lessen, enough for Kayla to pull herself free. She grinned as she looked at this pathetic creature, what would be a fitting punishment?

She grinned as she leaned close to his ear, "Walk to the middle of the ring with a microphone and announce to the crowd that you have a tiny dick."

The former 'wrestling god' walked past everyone and grabbed a microphone before walking down the runway and towards the ring where Chris Benoit and Finley were having their match.

Dave walked to her puzzled, "What wrong with him?"

"I really don't know, we were having a nice conversation and then he just walked away from him."

It didn't take them long to hear over the PA system, "I HAVE A SMALL DICK!"

Dave looked at her again, "What the fuck is that? Did you put something in his drink?"

"Oh come on, it must be part of the script." She tried to cover.

"Whatever, I've got to do one more shot before my match. I really don't want to leave you here by yourself."

"You worry too much. I'll be fine."

He kissed her forehead and walked away, she immediately began to feel as someone was watching her. She looked around and found no one but the other stage hands and wrestlers, and of course three security guards carrying off a crazed JBL from the arena who was still chanting he had a small dick.

She looked around again, the feeling had left her. The presence was no longer near her, she thought this would be a good time to continue her investigation. She walked a little ways from the others, but still very close to them, there was safety in numbers. She pulled out her cell phone and began dialling, it only took a moment before it was answered.

"This is Raven, I need you to look something up for me." She whispered as she pulled out her piece of paper and began to read the names off one by one, "…and I need this ASAP."

She hung up the phone and looked around, Dave was walking towards her with another giant, Bobby Lashly.

"Kayla, this is Bobby, the one I was telling you about." Dave introduced them.

"Nice to finally meet you, Kayla." Bobby smiled, "Dave talks about you all the time. I hear you're an archaeologist?"

"Some what…" She smiled back, "Mostly ancient religious artefacts and writings. A lot of boring stuff."

"Kay's being modest, she's traveled the world over a few times and discovered a lot of new shit for museums around the world." Dave beamed with pride.

"Indiana Jane?" Bobby chuckled.

"No, I don't get into trouble like he does." Reaper squawked at her, she closed his beak with her hand.

Bobby starred at the raven, "Unusual pet."

"Kay found him last year, he was about to be lunch for the neighbour's cat."

Kayla rubbed her bird's neck with her fingers to calm him down, "He doesn't like to be reminded of that."

"Batista, Lashly, you're up!" they heard a stage hand call out to them.

Dave turned to his sister and gave her a hug, "Ok, we're off. I'll meet you back here after."

"Good luck out there," She hugged him back, almost knocking Reaper off her shoulder.

"It's only Booker and Finley, no contest." Bobby grinned as they left.

Kayla noticed King Booker and Finley walking towards the far entrance to the ramp, she guessed that they required two entrances for them. The look on their faces weren't happy ones, they really seemed to dislike each other.

She looked around the area, there were still enough people around. She didn't like to be alone right now, not when she was still unsure what this creature was. He was not likely to attack, if he knew what she was. He liked his privacy, and that just suited her fine, but she was going to find out what he was. Not knowing his kind and power levels before attacking would be foolish and fatal. She had never felt it before and she had studied many.

Unfortunately, she feared that he would be stalking her as she was stalking him. She felt his presence again, but this he wasn't alone. There was another, not as powerful, but just the same could be deadly. Even though she couldn't see them, their eyes were upon her. Waiting, she had thought, until she was alone.

Kayla hadn't counted for a second one, she had only seen him when she watched the pay per view from Brazil. The sound of the church bell had caught her attention as she was studying some artefacts in her hut. She was listening to when Dave was coming up in his match, but the presence of the Undertaker had caught her eye. The way he moved to the ring, only a trained eye would have noticed that he did not move as a human does. His movements were fluent, not the normal jerky actions. She had gotten too excited as she rummaged through her books, old tomes written by and from ages lost. Nothing had described this being, but she knew he wasn't human.

That is why she had come here, to not only discover a new form of undead, but also to neutralize the danger before it had seeped into the norm of this world. Her kind, as her mother and her mother before her, practiced out of the norm. Kayla, was a witch.

She was a true witch, pass on through generations of magic wielding people, sworn to protect the world from the evils of the astral planes. They practice in secret, never relieving their true intents but only to those very close. Her Covent was located in Salem, MA, where her mother was from before moving to Washington and marrying her father. Her mother had taught her well in the art of witchcraft, but she noticed that her daughter was excelling at her studies in a fast rate of time. She sent her to Salem, to be tutored by the High Priestess herself. Kayla had relished her time there, she was free to practice the craft without interruptions. Everyone thought she was sent to boarding school, then off to college. But she actually studies spells, gods, monsters, and the worst, the undead. She had also studies the different practices of magic, from Voodoo to the Catholic exorcism.

Now, they are different types of witches, some who study the books and research to discover lost and vital information, others are grand masters at potions and philtres, some have even the abilities of the elements. As for Kayla, her abilities to learn fast and apply it to her needs made her a vital part of a long secret society. She was a Seeker, one who would seek the unnatural and evil, as well as their disposals. When she wasn't out hunting the different unhuman beings that came to this world for their destructive needs, she travel the world, learning all who would teach her the craft.

The more knowledge she had, the more powerful she was. She could call every spell she had preformed in her life in a moment's notice. Some of her powers just came to thought, as if they were part of her own being. Her mother had the ability to control water, she could make a river stand up and dance in the air. Kayla had discovered that she could use all four elements in small increments, but sometimes it would drain her since her body was not able to compensate for the use. Word magic was mush easier, it drain on the body as with the powers of nature. And Kayla had an arsenal in her mind, ready for almost anything…she hoped.

She looked around again, the presences were still there, waiting for her to move. She looked at her watch, by the time it read and the sounds of the crowd, Dave would be finished soon, and then maybe they could go back to the Hotel right away. She didn't know what to expect from these two, this was definitely un-chartered territory. Back in the Hotel, she could place up the necessary protection spells, just in case they decided to attack. One can never be too careful around the supernatural.

Dave came trotting backstage with Bobby at his side, Kayla felt the presences leave. At least now she could relax a little, she needed more time to study them.

"Were you board?" Dave asked as he wrapped his arm around Kayla.

"No, but I sure am tired. That was a long flight." She tried to hint.

"Well, we're just going to take a shower and make a short appearance at the VIP party. Then we can go to the hotel, ok?" Dave pouted.

"Alright, but just one hour, ok?" She pouted back.

"Deal."

To be continued….