A/N: Don't hate me, but I've had this done for like two weeks and I've been too lazy to type it. But I finally sat down and got it done. And to celebrate…well, I have to take a hiatus. :/ Sorry. But enjoy this chapter, and I PROMISE I will try to update this in April during Spring Break. And I for sure will update in May after school lets out. Kay? Alright, on to the chapter.

Soon after the exchange with his childhood friends, Logan found himself back in the sanctuary. He had first racked his brain for ideas on stopping Griffin, but came up with nothing. So he sat in the small, dimly-lit room, books on virtually every subject, both mortal and supernatural, strewn all over. One book sat alone in the corner, Logan's frustration leaving it charred when nothing of use presented itself. He was engrossed in a fluid motion of reading a book, finding nothing, angrily throwing it into the sea of books he created around himself, and picking up another. Read. Nothing. Throw. Pick up. Repeat. He did this for hours and, while he learned of the life and death of numerous war heroes and the findings of countless scientists, he learned nothing that could help him save the mortal world. He groaned in frustration, his head falling to rest against the wall. As much as he hated to admit it, this wasn't a problem he could figure out on his own.

He needed help.

Logan returned to the cages to find James and Carlos locked in an intense thumb wrestling match, and Kendall separated from the pair, seemingly lost in thought. He didn't want to snap the blond out of his reverie, but he had to if he wanted to come up with a way to stop Griffin. He brought his hand through the bars and lightly shoved Kendall's shoulder. The blond at first seemed unfazed, and Logan was about to repeat his actions when he quickly snapped back into reality, turning to face the brunet. He smiled. "You come up with anything?" he asked hopefully. Logan sighed and shook his head, and Kendall's smile fell to a dejected frown. "Alright," he replied. "We'll just have to bring our heads together and come up with something then."

Logan nodded. "You come up with anything at all?"

Kendall smirked. "Well, I figured that we just destroy this Griffin guy. Problem solved."

Logan laughed. "Easier said than done. One does not simply destroy the lord of the Underworld. Although that is a good way to end things."

Kendall nodded, a small smile still adorning his face. "So…how do we figure out a way to stop this guy?"

Logan opened his mouth to respond, but a loud shout stopped him. Carlos rushed to the edge of the cage, screams of "Ooh!" and "I know!" spilling from his mouth as he went. Logan and Kendall laughed as he ran into the edge of the cage, his black helmet clanging loudly against the bars. He fell back into a sitting position next to Kendall, struggling to catch his breath. "I…know…what…to do…" he said between deep breaths.

"And what should we do, Carlos?" Logan asked, still chuckling.

"We should just spy on this Griffin guy, figure out what else he has going on, and stop him!"

Kendall sighed. "Carlos, we can't just spy on Griffin. He's the freaking devil. Right, Logan?"

Logan's expression was distant, his eyes glazed over. "No…no, we can't…" he replied, trailing off at the end.

Kendall smirked, gesturing to Logan. "See? We can't—"

"Wait!" Logan interjected, having snapped back into focus. "We can't spy on him," he started, gesturing between them. He smirked. "But I think I know someone who can.

Logan found himself flashing in and out of every room in the vast Underworld. He was searching for a friend of his, a demon that could get inside information without being suspect. Of course, it was seemingly impossible, since demons could literally move from one side of the Underworld to the other in an instant.

He almost felt like giving up by the time he flashed into a grand courtyard. At first it seemed like it was completely empty, and he fell to the ground in exasperation.

"Uh-oh. Little Logie looks sad."

Logan looked up. A tall, pale boy with jet black hair was looking down at him, an amused smirk on his face. Logan stood, a smirk appearing on his face as well. "Mason. I've been looking for you."

Mason nodded. "I heard. What do you need?"

"A favor, actually. And it's…a bit of a big one." Logan's smirk fell.

"Oh…" Mason's expression became somber as well. "Well, whatever you need, I can do it."

Logan smiled sadly. "Uh…well, I need to spy on Griffin and Camille."

Mason looked taken aback. "You want me to spy on the guy who's basically my boss. And not to mention my girlfriend. What the fuck for?"

So Logan explained. He told of Griffin's plan, and of what he had to do, and of his friends. And he told Mason of the mystery behind Griffin's intentions and Camille's role in the whole thing. And as he did, he watched Mason's expression go from adamant to confused to sympathetic. When he finished, Mason looked torn. Logan was cautious. "So…will you help us?"

Mason hesitated. "I…I really don't want to do that to Camille. Or risk what'll happen with Griffin." Logan nodded in understanding. "But…that look on your face is making me really sad, so… I guess I'm in."

Logan's face brightened. "Really?"

Mason nodded. "Just tell me what you need me to do."

Logan nodded, and the two began formulating a plan.

Some time later, Logan was back in the cages. His friends sat, exchanging their own twisted ideas of what was going to happen to them or, in Kendall's case, offering reassurance that they were going to be fine. Logan sat in silence, hoping nothing bad would happen to Mason. After all, the guy was nothing but nice to everyone; he was completely the opposite of what you'd expect a demon to be.

Finally, the black-haired demon flashed in, his expression unreadable. The boys in the cage silenced, and the room was quiet for a long moment, the air tense.

Mason spoke up. "Well, I have good news, bad news, worse news, and terrible news."

Kendall, James, and Carlos released one loud groan in unison, Carlos falling back in exasperation. Logan, having expected as much, said nothing. "What's the good news?" Carlos asked loudly.

Mason sighed. "The good news is that I know exactly what they're planning."

Carlos sat up. "Seriously? What is it?"

Mason frowned. "Well, that's the bad part. First off, they're not planning any sort of apocalypse. Bringing the humans down here was just a diversion so Logan wouldn't catch on too quickly."

Logan slammed his fist into the bars of the cage, rattling it. "That bastard!"

Kendall immediately moved to Logan's side, trying to calm him down. "What's the worse news?" he asked Mason.

"Griffin's not stopping with just the mortal world. With all the bad in that world, he's hoping for Rocque to intervene. Then he's going to move in on the Overworld."

Logan gasped. "He's actually going to try to take down Gustavo?"

"Who's Gustavo?" Carlos asked.

"He's the ruler of the Overworld. You know, where good souls go when they die."

"So is he…like a god or something?"

"In a way, yes," Logan answered. He is to the Overworld what Griffin is to the Underworld."

Carlos nodded in understanding.

Kendall cut in. "Wait, wait. What's the terrible news, Mason?"

Mason hesitated.

"What is it?" Logan asked, fear etched on his face.

"Well…you mentioned Griffin talking about destroying all traces of human life, converts like you included." Logan nodded in response. "Well I heard him mention bringing out Cerberus."

Logan paled. "Oh no…"

Carlos, James, and Kendall looked between each other and their now ghostly-looking friend. "What… what does that mean?" Kendall finally asked.

Logan stared, his expression blank aside from the panic in his eyes. "It…it means that Griffin's doing more than just destroying human life."

"What do you mean?"

"The Cerberus doesn't…can't do anything to mortals. It only hurts supernatural beings. And even then, it's not going to touch demons. Not that Griffin would want it to anyway."

"Wait, does that mean…?" Kendall started.

Logan nodded. "Yeah. When Griffin attacks, there's going to be a massacre. Humans, converts…"

Mason's expression was grim as he finished for his friend. "…even angels."