Chapter 3 PTB mission
"Sorry blouts but I won this game, and it was a pleasure playing with you all." Spike said taking his winning's and heading out the door. The demons and humans each looked angry but knew they couldn't do anything at Lorne's.
"Oh good your done, come on we have to go." Angel said moving his head towards the door.
"I love Lorne's." Spike said following Angel out with his pockets full of cash. "What's going on?" Spike asked counting his money, while following Angel towards the car.
"Someone was looking for us, he was sent by the PTB and I just have find out who." Angel said getting into his car.
"I thought you and I decided not to have anymore dealings with the PTB, other than your visions." Spike said standing outside still.
"We're not, but I have to make sure the guy is actually sent by them." Angel said not sure himself. "Now get in."
"Nope." Spike said leaning against the car door still counting his money.
"Spike!" Shouted Angel.
"Why go over to the PTB? Just ask the guy yourself." Spike said moving his head towards a guy standing in the shadows. Angel jumped out of the vehicle and walked over, Spike behind him.
"Angel?" asked the man in the shadows.
"Who's asking?" Angel said.
"My name is not important." Said the man. He came out of the shadows and pulled his hood off. He looked like any other human and smelt it too.
"Well it bloody ought to be." Spike said putting his money back in his pockets. You could tell from the tone in his voice he was aggravated over the whole secrecy crap especially since it has to deal with the PTB.
"Fine, if it will gain part of your trust. Trevor."
There was nothing but total silence for a moment until both Angel and Spike couldn't hold it in and they began to laugh.
"Trevor? You're nothing but a wannabe, you probably just heard about the PTB." Spike said trying hard not fall down laughing.
"I've had enough." Said Trevor and he shot out a power which sent both Angel and Spike flying back slamming against a wall, and falling into a bunch of garbage. They both quickly jumped up ready for anything. "Good now I've got your attention." Trevor said walking towards them.
"I'm a Warlock. My group and I have been in search of both of you. The PTB came to us personally to send out a message."
"What kind of message?" Angel asked.
"Why would they go to you?" Spike asked not really caring about the message at the moment.
"The problem deals with my kind." Trevor replied to Spike. "The message is a new assignment. There is a young man, his name is Francis George Hart. He is a beginner, a trainee, but once he is fully grown, he will release a powerful spell which will be part of a dangerous prophecy that is about to come to be."
"A prophecy?" Angel said in shock.
"You know of prophecies." Trevor said curious over his sudden shock.
"Of course I know of them, I have my own. But I've never heard of the PTB trying to make one come true, especially if it's dangerous." Angel said annoyed, he was remembering his past prophecies that came true, and found it irritating that they are actually trying to make one come to be.
"Well this one is of most importance, it has to be fulfilled." Trevor said.
"What do you want us to do?" Spike asked curious over this whole case, it's not everyday the PTB actually try to make a prophecy come to be, especially a dangerous."
"Train him to use his power for good, watch out for him. We will contact you again once he is ready to come to the Warlock community." Trevor than placed his hood back on him and left.