Author's Note: Here's the sequel I promised. This story is dedicated to my friend LuMezenga and Ma Corrêa who had the main idea for the plot and to Stefanie for giving me Stefan's name.Again I do not own anything, all those rights go straight to Joseph Delaney. Hope you like it. Read and review it.

Chapter 4: Stefan, the Demigod

Tom and I walked through the night in the road. We usually didn't leave before the sunrise, but the situation was serious. Old Gregory had been mentally tortured and for now he could delay the demigod.

We were getting closer but the sun wasn't going to rise so soon. The road was empty. Tom and I were the only ones in the place. Everything was quiet, not even the dark creatures dared to make any noise. The tension between Tom and I was intense. I was still mad at him, but part of me wanted to make things okay again. He was my only friend, the only person I could talk to. It was horrible to avoid him. Finally, he decided to stop and the tension was broken when he looked at me.

"Alice, look, I'm sorry okay?" he said.

"Do you know at least why are you apologizing?" I asked angrily.

"I know you're mad at me because I didn't believe in you when you accused Jason. I still don't believe he is doing anything behind my back. He has no reason to kill me or to go to the eastern garden," he put his hands on my shoulders.

"He is being manipulated by Mab. I found him giving Bony Lizzie cakes. It wasn't probably the first one. Remember what happen the last time you gave Mother Malkin cakes? He threatened me. We would probably be dead if it wasn't for the boggart."

"Alright, I believe you, but do you know why Jason is doing that?" he asked.

"For the hundredth time, he is being manipulated by Mab. He doesn't know what he is doing, Tom."

"Right," he smiled.

"Stop it. You still don't believe me," I tried not to smile but I couldn't help it.

"Good, you're not mad at me anymore. You are even smiling, look," he said pointing at me.

"Very funny," I smiled. "I'm just trying to protect you."

"Don't worry. I'm fine and I know how to protect myself."

"If you're saying so," I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him.

We broke apart and I started to walk. Tom stayed in the same place he was. I turned around and he looked at me.

"What?" he asked me.

"Come on, lazybones. We have to get to Anglezarke soon."

"Does this mean that we are okay?" he was still in the same place.

"Yes, but hurry up. We have a county to save," I smiled and Tom rushed to my side.

He put his arm around my shoulders and together we continued to walk towards Anglezarke.

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When we got to Anglezarke, it was still dark. There wasn't anybody in the streets, we were still alone. We could feel a hot wind. The town was very different in the summer. It was hot as hell during the day. We got to the house. Tom had a key and we didn't want to wake anyone up. We entered the house. Everything was dark and we expected to see Meg in her usual chair in front of the fireplace, but she wasn't there. There were many pans and dirty plates in the sink. Some pots with herbs and spices were on the table. Meg was probably taking care of Old Gregory. Tom and I went to our rooms to sleep a little. I woke up with the sun shines illuminating my room. I got up and met Meg, Old Gregory, Andrew and Tom in the kitchen.

"Good morning, Alice. Sit, breakfast is about to come up," Meg said from the oven.

I sat down and looked at Old Gregory across the table. Physically, he was just fine, but it was explicit in his eyes how tired and hurt he was. Meg served breakfast and in silence we ate. In the end, Andrew went to work and Meg excused herself.

"Listen," Old Gregory started when we got alone. "The demigod that has been torturing me wants to be released. Only a spook can do that and destroy him. He has been asleep for many years, so he doesn't know there is another spook in the county, that's why he has been torturing me."

"Do you know how to destroy him?" Tom asked.

"Unfortunately, no, I don't. I'm afraid you'll have to find that out. Did you read something interesting lately, girl?" Old Gregory turned to me.

"Yes, I read your book called Demigods. There are a few of them asleep but there is only one who can enter minds. I can't remember his name," I said.

"His name is Stefan Barker. Fiend is his father and his mother was a very beautiful woman. She was poor and greedy. Fiend seduced her, promised her money, comfort and fame. The woman succumbed to his power and to the thought of having a good life. Stefan, then, was conceived. Fiend left them both and the mother died when Stefan was 10 years old," Old Gregory said.

"Does this mean that Stefan is Alice's half brother?" Tom asked incredulous.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. He has been living in a church's graveyard in a town called Little Wismming. It's a city a few miles north from here. You'll find out Stefan's weakness and attack straight to that point. Fiend locked him for a hundred years. Stefan is waking up, so he doesn't have all his true strength, but once he is released the best thing to be done is to destroy him as fast as possible. He is the strongest demigod alive today. He must go and then, the county will be safe," Old Gregory finished.

"Okay, this is going to be hard, but we'll have to do it. Do you have any ideas of where we could stay in the city, Mr. Gregory?" Tom asked.

"There is a hotel in the city, it's called Blue Horse. Little Wismming is a small city, there are two main streets, the hotel stays in one of them. Just look for it, it's not hard to find," he said.

"Good, anything else?" I asked.

"No, I think that's it. Just be careful, okay? I don't want to hear that my last apprentice died because of some stupid demigod after he dealt with so many dangerous other situations," he looked at Tom.

"I'm going to call Meg," Tom left the and I looked at Old Gregory.

"Are you sure he can do it?" I asked.

"He must do it," Old Gregory said seriously.

Tom entered the kitchen with Meg. I got up and stood beside him.

"We have to go. Thanks for the help, Mr. Gregory," Tom said.

"Good luck, lad," Old Gregory replied.

Tom and I left the house. We could see many people in the street, now that the sun had risen, but they avoided us as usual when we crossed through Anglezarke. We kept walking to the North towards Little Wismming.