Mike was running as fast as he could down the stairs, toward the direction of what he was sure was Kate's scream. Vicki had gotten herself together enough to rip her stilettos off and run after Mike. No way in hell was she missing any action. She owed this creep an ass kicking.

"Princess?" Dagon whispered. Henry listened and now watched. He could see the girl, the missing girl Starr. She was handcuffed but had a strange aura around her. Henry sensed a lot of supernatural happening in that room right now. Dagon was distracted by the voice of a little girl that he never noticed Henry slip in the room. Kate was leaning against the wall, clutching her stomach in obvious pain. Her face was white, her lips held no color. Dagon moved toward the girl that was held captive.

"Father, do not harm anyone else, you must stop," the voice came from Starr's mouth. It was not her voice, it was a small girl's.

"Princess.." Dagon bent down in front of Starr, touching her face slightly.

"How can this be?" Dagon then remembered how he had felt familiarity with this girl, his daughter's essence must be in her.

His eyes filled with tears, Henry inched closer to Kate who was still in excrutiating pain. Dagon was still kneeled down in front of Starr. Mike and Vicki had made it to the bottom of the stairs. Dagon heard them come in as Mike yelled.

"Let her go.." Mike had his gun drawn. He knew it probably wouldn't help, but it made him feel better. His eyes were scanning the dank room looking for Kate. He heard her crying.

"Kate? Kate..are you okay?" Mike was sick with worry, he couldn't see her.

"Mike..." she said weakly. Dagon stood up, angry that Mike had intruded.

"Leave, I must finish this. The being told me my soul would be in a bad body, I would have to find them and kill them, I know it is in this woman you call Kate." he said pointing to the other side of the room. Henry was still in the shadows, Dagon still did not see him.

"She doesn't do anything bad to her body!" Mike yelled at him, "She's not a streetwalker, dumbass."

Dagon tilted his head. He did not understand. This is not what the being said, or was it? He knew that he felt it in Kate, but why was his daughter's essence here too? It was too much for him. He balled his fists up, dropped to his knees and began to scream, pounding the concrete. Mike followed him with his gun, never waivering. Mike's eyes adjusted to the light, he could finally see Kate. She was double overed now. Mike wanted to run to her but didn't want to leave the nutcase unguarded. Mike didn't see Henry either.

"Father, that is not what the being meant. She meant it would be in someone who didn't take care of themselves. Someone who felt less than worthy, you have always been searching wrong. Please, let us go, father, please.." the voice begged, sounding strange coming from a woman, well an older girl rather. She was just eighteen herself. Mike listened to the conversation. He could not imagine that Kate felt less than worthy, he felt rather guilty thinking maybe he had attributed to that feeling. That would explain her situation with he and Vicki, inadequacy. Mike knew as soon as they got out of this, if they did, things would change.

Dagon stopped pounding the concrete, his hands bloodied from the force he had exerted. Vicki had snuck around Mike, slunk around the wall and made her way to Kate. She put her arm around Kate's waist, Kate's around her neck. She felt Henry, knew right where he was. Dagon turned suddenly seeing her, she froze.

"Dammit!" Vicki swore under her breath.

"Where.." he breathed out with fury, "do you think you are taking her? I want to be at peace, I want to go."

"Oh, I can help with that, " Mike said, shooting him four times. Nothing, Dagon turned slowly walking directly toward Mike.

Mike fired three more rounds, nothing stopped him. He jerked back, blood spurting with each shot but nothing stopped him. Kate was aware enough that she began to cry harder, thinking Mike would be killed by the maniac.

"Mike...look.." she tried to get out before Dagon picked Mike up and tossed him into the wall. Mike cried out as he hit then slid with a thud onto the floor, moaning.

"FATHER!! STOP!!" Dagon turned.

Starr was gone, in her place stood a beautiful little South American girl, coal black hair with eyes to match.

"Princess..."