Hi guys. Here it is. I wasn't too happy with the last chapter, but I hope it was okay. You get to meet Scatty's brother in this chapter. Sooo…please R&R!

The four of them made their way towards a large bronze door. It had a purple gemstone in the centre of the knocker.

"At exactly midnight tonight, this gem will glow. When it does, you will clearly say Hekate's name and you will step through the door. It will lead to wherever Hekate is. I will not help you leave the shadowrealm. Do not expect any more of us" Arde-Griemne said simply.

"Thank you for your help" Joan answered politely.

Arde-Griemne looked disgusted. A human would never be welcome in his castle, but Lethra seemed to be getting soft. He would be sure to talk to her after all this.

"Come and join us for dinner. Argintine will be joining us" Lethra said. Scathach groaned at the mention of her brother's name. Argintine had always been the favourite. The receiver of all her parent's love. She was NOT in the mood to see him.

"Sure" She managed to grumble.

They were at the dining table once again. The food had been restored by the servants. As they sat, Joan found that she wasn't able to recognise any of the foods. They all looked at the door as a large, muscular young-looking man walked through the doorway. He had cropped red hair and piercing green eyes, much like Scathach and Arde-Griemne's. He was pale and had a slightly cocky look on his face.

Joan noticed that Arde-Griemne and Lethra looked at him differently. While they looked at Scathach with a disappointed look, as if she was undeserving of their relation, they looked at Argintine as if he was the most amazing son anyone could ever ask for. She also saw that Scathach was playing with a fork, looking slightly annoyed at her brother's arrival. Lethra jumped from her seat and pulled Argintine into an embrace. As they pulled away, Argintine noticed Scathach and Joan, but didn't acknowledge them. As they sat, Lethra said,

"We have not sat together for two and a half thousand years"

Joan was sure that she heard Scatty mumble something along the lines of not long enough and smiled.

"Why are they here?" Argintine asked.

There was a long and uncomfortable silence. Scathach said,

"We are here strictly on business terms"

Argintine smirked and started to dig into the feast. He said, with his mouth full of a strange sort of meat,

"Of course. I was beginning to think that you had had some sense beaten into you. I thought that you had come grovelling back. But no. You are so sure that your decision was right"

Joan looked at him, confused, and Argintine saw, so he decided to explain.

"You see, humani, my little sister here seems to think that the humani are a worthy cause. She seems to think that she could help them. The problem is… pass the soup" He told Scathach. She slowly stood up and walked towards him, holding a big pot of what looked like pea soup. Argintine continued,

"The problem is that no matter how much she helps them, if they found out that she was a Next Generation, they would trap her, study her. They would reject her, just like the Great Elders did" He laughed. These words stung Scathach. Because they were true.

"She is just a freak. She doesn't belong anywhere" As Argintine spoke, Joan saw that, as she was taking the soup to her brother, Scathach's grip on the pot tightened in anger. Joan silently prayed. Prayed that Scatty wasn't about to do what she thought she was going to do.

"She is loved by NO ONE"

Just as he finished the sentence, his vision was blurred by a cage of green liquid.

Scathach poured the soup over his head.