Ash glared at Artemis and crossed the room faster than she had time to sit up from her chair. He lorded over her shoving her down onto the chair again, his hand gripped her should until the skin turned white beneath her curls. His eyes swirled like raging fire and his skin took it's natural tone setting off his hair which he'd colored red this past week.

"You fucking bitch! You lied to me." He growled dangerously his powers swirling out of control. If she didn't stop him, he'd alert the other gods that he was here and THAT would be sheer hell.

"I never lied to you!" she shrieked trying to break his grip, he shoved her down on the couch like bench and stayed her there. Glowering down at her, he narrowed his eyes.

"You didn't tell me about her." She sucked in a breath and he got the answer he was looking for, she had known about Lexidren and she'd kept it from him. He threw his head back roaring and that was it. His powers surged and radiated outward from his body encasing the room encapsulating it within a wave of energy. Artemis shrunk against the fabric of the couch cowering her eyes wide, she had to get out of her or get him out of her before the entirety of Olympus was destroyed. Ash flexed his fist and pulled it back to smash it through her curled framed face. Suddenly there was a huge bright flash that cracked throughout the entire room and someone grabbed Ash from behind. In the blink of an eye, he was gone. Artie stood up shaking calling for her handmaidens to come back into the room. Apollo stood in the doorway wide eyed and slightly perturbed watching his sister.

"You are damn lucky Savitar just got the best of Ash during his anger." He snapped at her slamming her temple doors shut. She sat nimbly on the couch taking a few slow breaths. She'd fucked up…and that was putting it lightly.

Savitar growled throwing Ash in his god form against the wall of his villa. "Are you crazy! Get a grip Acheron." He snapped his long blonde hair swinging about his shoulders sticking to his neck. He was in his normal wetsuit; his hair was still soaked with the ocean salts. Ash whirled turning his anger on the older god before Savitar bested him again, a powerful wave of nothing hit him and knocked him to the ground pinning him there.

"Stay out of my way! Artemis deserves what she has coming." He snarled kneeling down over the other man poising his arm to strike him in the chest.

"Yeah she does, but at what cost will vengeance on the goddess take on you Acheron?" he snapped breathing in relief when the swirling silvery mist that consumed Ash's eyes came back. His shoulders dropped and he sat back on the floor watching Savitar sit up. He rubbed his neck and lower back half glaring at Ash for a moment.

"I'm not too old to kick your ass little god." He growled at Ash to remind him of his place. Ash nodded and looked at the wall to his right which was painted the blue of the ocean that the older man in front of him loved.

"She…" he began but Savitar raised a hand to silence him.

"I know what she did, but you need to control yourself, or you'll sign Lexidren to a death sentence." Ash gaped at him slightly.

"How do…" He growled when he cut him off again growing tired of the were-counselor treating him like a child.

"She is Arcadian. The last of her kind as well. She'd be a regis if I could let her, but since she chose being a dark hunter I'm not permitted to let her sit on my council." Ash had not picked up that power or scent from her, nor did he ever remember an Arcadian or Katagaria dark hunter since Ravyn Kontis.

"How can I get to her…please…" Ash whispered desperate to know her now. No wonder the girl had been so hurt when he'd rejected her, she was not allowed any company ever. No pack or den would allow her entrance, and no dark hunter wanted the trouble of dealing with a were hunter. They caused enough trouble before they were dead half the time.

Lexi sat up in the shitty hotel room bed listening to the crinkling of the mattress cover beneath the sheets annoyed her. She'd drained her powers last night by revisiting her past, the one thing that could drain her was reliving or re-watching the night she died…or watching it happen to someone else. She rubbed her temples and got up to go to the bathroom and soak herself in the tub for a while before she'd return back to sleep. Rest and bathing. Those two things alone were her only comforts in this lifetime. She had no one and nothing to count on but herself. She looked at her green eyes in the mirror that mimicked the aching bone tiredness that halted the rest of her body. What she wouldn't give to just die right now. She needed to get online and chat with Zoe and Jessie in the chatrooms for a couple of hours to remove the pain she felt in her chest. A pain she shouldn't feel at all. Zoe would tell her to castrate all men and zap Ash with a few thousand jolts of lightening, while Jess would play devil's advocate and pretend there was a good reason for Ash to not want to see her. She shivered sitting on the bed pulling out her laptop to boot it up and plug it into the wall, when her cell phone started ringing. At the same time someone knocked on her front door and she also felt a pang in her lower stomach. Something wasn't right, there was something bad happening and something evil was causing it.

"Lexi?" a male's voice said gruffly. She sighed and got up to go open the door, nobody called her Lexi unless the somehow knew her, so when she opened the door to see Stryker standing there, her world turned black.

"Hello little kitty cat. Are you ready to relive our first date?" she growled loudly and turned grabbing a small dagger at her hip to plunge into his chest hilt to tip, but he grabbed her arms and flipped her slamming her against the wall. His putrid warm breath spilled over the back of her neck as he held her there, her cheek had hit the wall so hard it had split and was bleeding.

"Get your fucking hands off me!" she yelled kicking back at him. He kept his legs spread enough that she couldn't get a good shot at the lower region she was aiming for.

"Now, now…wouldn't want me to hurt Ash would we?" she stiffened and stopped fighting instantly as a dark hunter walked into the room…with the same swirling eyes that Stryker and Ash both possessed.

Nick Gautier watched them both hesitantly before he stuffed his hands in his pockets cutting a sideways glance at Stryker. His dark shoulder length hair brushed his shoulders as he tilted his head slightly like a child watching their parents.

"So, we can hurt him by using her?" he asked pure venom in his voice. Stryker nodded pulling Lexi off the wall and turned her to make her look at Nick. She knew him. She'd met him once or twice, but she hadn't known him really. She'd known he'd gone missing for a couple years before there were rumors online from Otto that Nick was back and a Dark Hunter. However, the man standing in front of her wasn't a Dark Hunter, he was…she didn't know what he was honestly.

"She is the bait. He now knows that she is his soul mate. You can destroy him by making her suffer in front of him. Tell him that by giving himself to us willingly to die you will let her go free. He will be bound to his word, but do not specify how you will let her go free. No matter if he asks how you'll free her or not, do not answer. He will assume you will. But you will not. Nick, you will kill her in front of him and make him watch while we've stolen his powers. And then," he grinned happily. "I will kill him in front of my mother." Lexi's head was spinning. They were going to kill Ash? Why? Last she knew Nick had been one of Ash's best friends. Her ears rang and she tried to jerk from Stryker's grip.

"Stay still bitch!" he snapped and a lightning bolt hit her back. She screamed dropping to the floor changing from cougar to human on the floor by Nick's feet. But it wasn't how helpless and what kind of memories this brought back as she struggled to regain her base form. It was the the look on Nick's face. The pure hatred, emptiness, and the shame that bore him deep to his core. He knew this wasn't right, but he wanted to hurt Ask more than anything else. She needed to get out of here, now. She needed Acheron to save erh, and yet she knew he didini't care.