Together with Benjamin, the Complete hovered the crystal over the map of the metroplex, letting it swing freely as they concentrated on finding Shelina, the Akum Warlock. Jordan watched as the chunk of clear material swayed back and forth on the string, traveling to random points on the map. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the crystal abruptly jerked itself free from their grasp and fell onto the map, pointing at a specific location.

"Uh," Matthew said, bending down to get a clearer view of where the crystal landed, "Stone Mountain?"

"Stone Mountain?" James asked. "That's weird."

"From what I remember," Jordan said, "when I found out the truth about Sarah, she said something about her private chamber underneath some mountain. Maybe that was it, Stone Mountain."

"That's way out there," Wesley said.

"It's the only shot we've got," James said.

"…And as your Guardian," Chyp began before realizing how disoriented he was. "What happened?"

"Homeboy froze you," Matthew said, smirking. "We've got a location, so all you need to do is get us there and back."

"Are you sure you have everything you need?" Chyp asked. "Akum Warlocks are very resourceful and aren't to be trifled with."

"Chyp," James said, raising his voice slightly and producing a decorative dagger from his pocket, "look at who you're talking to. We know what we're doing. We'll go there, I'll throw her and Shorty'll freeze her while she's off her guard. Matt'll run and get a blood sample with this athame. We'll be in and out in a second."

"I'm going, too," Jordan said.

"I don't think so," James said. "You stay here with Benjamin where you'll be safe."

"But I can help," Jordan claimed.

"I said no," James said, turning to his brothers. "Y'all ready?"

"Let's get it over with," Wesley said.

Chyp rolled his eyes and hesitantly glimmered out of the living room, taking the three brothers with him. Benjamin and Jordan just stood there, staring coldly at each other. It was apparent that they disliked each other. Jordan felt that Benjamin was responsible for everything that had happened thus far, while Benjamin resented the fact that Jordan was so narrow-minded.

"I should go and check on the potion," Benjamin said, breaking the awkward silence.

"It's the least you could do," Jordan mumbled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Benjamin asked.

"Nothing," Jordan said. "Just that this is all your fault."

"Listen, kid," Benjamin said, "I already told you that this isn't my fault. I was under her influence. I'd think that of all people, you would be able to understand that."

Another silence passed as the two stared each other down. Jordan gritted his teeth at Benjamin's words. Deep down, he probably knew that Benjamin was right, but having inherited James' stubbornness and sense of pride, he would never admit it. Just then the doorbell rang, snapping them both out of their states of anger. Jordan went to answer it, while Benjamin walked into the kitchen.

"I know I've only been pregnant for a little while," Shelina said to Sarah, "but already you're killing me. Morning sickness, afternoon sickness, evening sickness, late night sickness, it just goes on and on."

"Sorry," Sarah said sheepishly.

Their conversation was interrupted as bright blue and white lights illuminated the chamber. Sarah and Shelina turned around to see James, Matthew, Wesley, and Chyp standing on the other side of the chamber, roughly twenty feet away. Shelina's cheery expression instantly melted away into one of pure anger. Sarah frowned slightly, keeping her eyes locked on the three brothers she had met once before. They were quite younger in this time to her, but they were still able to be defeated, maybe even more so now. She took a step back into the darkness to conceal herself from them.

"Nice place," Wesley said to hide his uneasiness as he looked around and examined his surroundings.

"How did you find me?" Shelina hissed. "You can't have my child."

"We don't want your child," James said. "Just you."