Notes: This is a story that was co-written with Angelina Rose and we hope that you enjoy it. Please review – it makes us happy. And a big thanks to Julie Windred who was the only one to review the first chapter. I know this is a little slow going now, but we're setting things up. The action will be starting up soon -- not to worry
Chapter 2
Somewhere in California, a few hours later…
Finally the witches had something to go on – Angel Halliwell, resident telepath, had managed to enter her mind and find out a few tidbits. The girl's is name is Mac, and she's a hybrid. Not much to be sure, but it would have to be enough until she woke up. Well, at least it explained why she couldn't be fully healed; the demon in her refused the whitelighter's magic.
Bryan kept watch at her bedside, wondering why she had been so badly hurt. She's so still, almost as though she's dead. Angel said she her name was Mac. The name fits her somehow; I wonder if it's short for something else.
"Well, Mac, not to worry. You're in good hands now, so just rest and get better!" Looking up at Angel, he continued speaking. "I wonder who she was fighting, or if it was just an attack?"
Angel took a seat beside him, sighing. "I don't know, but I wish we knew someone with regeneration, that would help!"
After a few moments of silence, Angel stood. "I'm going to go tell Peter what we know. Are you cooking again tonight?"
Bryan nodded at her, smiling. "Of course, I'll let you know when I make dinner ok?"
Angel smiled at him, then headed off to the office of their leader, Peter. Telling him what they knew, she listened and responded as they talked things over.
Meanwhile, the demons will play…
Calem had done his homework, and was now stalking his prey.
This poor witch has no idea he's about become my prisoner. The poor guy doesn't even know he's being watched. That's incredible, knowing that he is friends with Mac. But I suppose that is her one weakness – her friends. She'll do anything for him and that's just what I need. That fierce loyalty – if only she felt that towards the Source, then we'd be set. But for now, revenge will have to be sweet enough.
Jace had been working long hours, and he was almost dead on his feet. This job is killing me, really. Although I suppose I shouldn't even joke like that with the Wars going on.
Hearing a noise he looked up. Oh, perfect, I can finally go home! He used precious energy to smile and bid his coworkers goodbye, then he headed down the narrow streets to his apartment. Ah, almost there, then I can sleep!
Calem had followed his prey home, and as soon as he was about to open his door, he made his move. "Haven't you heard? This is a bad neighborhood to live in." Quickly punching him out as he turned, he caught the boy as he crumpled to the floor. Blinking them to Vornak's lair, he handed him over to the waiting underlings. Now, this is how every hunt should go – easy. Watching as they threw him into a cage, he began preparing the magic necessary for the soul transfer.