Reaper's Word

"You're sure?" Leonardo asked. "If she's been here that long. He would have done something with her by now. Besides, he wouldn't stop until he could use her to free himself."

"I'm telling you she's been here since before winter. I remember her, I personally told her about this place." Michael said watching his mother work an incantation to freeze the hell hounds and Isaiah where they were. He typically wasn’t on kitchen duty, but the last time he was. He recognized the woman, something about her had stuck with him.

"You checked her didn't you?"

"Yes, she didn't have what was needed. I'm sure of it. I didn't even get the slightest sense of her being psychic nor the strength."

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Michael's uncle Topaz said. When his mother finished she got back in the car. The three of them were going up to the house with a few guns for hire. The guns for hire didn't know that they were going to be left there. A sacrificial trade, they weren’t taking anyone out of the house. Just eliminating a few sooner.

The three of them got into the cars there and drove to meet the men. Then take them to the house. What Felicia had done wouldn't take effect until they hit the property. It was a good time now to reinstate the ritual, and it would keep Isaiah from coming at them as they killed this woman still alive. Leonardo was the one that addressed the men.

"It's a good drive, but you can have anything you want on the property and you can do whatever you want to the occupants. We just need those living there taken care of. Especially a woman living there. She has dark black hair, stands about five eight with a slender build. Kill her and we'll give the one that gets her a large bonus." There wasn't anything said between the group here, all of them men this time.

This group had signed. They'd used false names, but the document would change it the instant it was closed. It wasn't the name written, it was the person. They thought it was an agreement so if someone turned on the others they would know who. All these men were going to be left since they were going to take out most of the food source that Isaiah had. Isaiah had to stay supplied and healthy if they wished to live. He would be frozen to reinstate the ritual. Which would allow them a short period of free reign over the house and the occupants.

"Michael will drive one van. I have the other." Leonardo said and they got in the vehicles. It was a quiet drive though these men seemed excited about this. All of them were the darker half of society. They should thank him for ridding them of such dark criminals.

"Anyone in the house is disposable?" A man asked as they had finally reached the drive that brought them to it. It was nearly a two hour drive.

"Yes, any of them. Take whatever you want."

"Do we have to kill them quickly?" Another asked.

"Whatever you want. We don't really care. Make sure you get any you come across though. I've already given you half. The other half is when we get back." The two that had spoken smiled at each other but it was Leonardo that was really going to have the laugh at their expense.

"Holy shit." A different man said looking at the house. "This place has to be loaded." There were twelve men in all in the two vans. They came up to the front door and the men took out their weapons.

be expecting this. Most the house is dark, leave a man with dark hair and dark eyes alone. I need to deal with him personally. He'll be waiting for us." They

then down the hall to a sitting room where he knew Isaiah would be. where he was supposed to be when this happened. He entered the room. His

gaze moved to him though he didn't move. He sat perfectly still in a chair there. The four hell hounds laying around him. None of them moved but growls emanated around him. Leonardo moved over to him, knowing full well that he couldn't move or do anything. Neither could the hell hounds and

Leonard said to Isaiah who complied instantly and presented him with his left arm. Leonardo took out a syringe, it held an opaque liquid. It was a combination of things that they needed.

slight sting. The only thing he could move were his eyes and his mouth if he wished to speak. He slowly felt the burn up

had

answered, which was the half-truth in a way. He hadn't planned on keeping her around. It wasn't until today that he'd

the

silver knife and slicing into Isaiah's wrist. His heart was beating against his chest like it wanted to escape. It forced blood far too

she what

"No."

sure?" Leonardo asked and he held Isaiah's arm over a silver funnel. The dark blood slid down it and into

she had been what I needed wouldn't I have left by now? Used her the way that I needed?" Isaiah growled impatiently. He was severely annoyed that the man was touching him. He couldn't just kill him. He wouldn't even drink from him. He'd just like to see it spread across the

you then?" There was more gunfire upstairs. Isaiah's

want. She does for me what

"That is?"

company, for a multitude of reasons." Isaiah said, his eyes were black now and he could feel his canines. His body was moving toward a very high strung state. He always hated how out of control he was once they released him. His

When he couldn't fulfill his needs he became more than violent. His real side would come through and he'd tear through the house until he got what he needed. Until he calmed himself enough. Which would take

and kill her." Isaiah felt a very angry spike in him. Like hell they

is? Can you find her mentally?" Isaiah looked at him. He'd been stripped of so many powers when he came in here, but

name so he could find any of the women in the house. Except Clair. He just said her, pretty nondescript. Leonardo’s problem,

his eyes, he knew what Leonardo was doing. He knew what happened to Isaiah. How

Fourth bedroom on the north side of the