A Bounty Hunter

Last evening while Harry and Elena were in her office at Lynn Security, having a late supper and talking business about some gifts given to their children that had been analyzed at the lab, with disturbing results, a knock came on the door.  James opened the door to greet Dante Gregorium, a self proclaimed bounty hunter that is new in town, and was hoping he could get a job with Elena.

While Elena might not have thought her staff needed updating, James and Harry are far more willing to admit that the men on her retainer have been rather absent of late.  Though Elena hadn’t expected her reputation with the supernatural to grow and be so well known that newcomers would wish to work with her, that seems to be the price from taking clients and cases over from Hunter Investigations, since Ash Hunter hasn’t been seen in ages.

When questioned, Harry asked if he had only dealt with vampires and werewolves or if he could handle demons and angels as well.  Dante stated that demons were no problem for him, showing off an impressive sword he has supposedly used against them in the past.  Though Dante has yet to be proven, after Harry completes a background check (and Elena likely would as well), it seems that he might have found a new boss.

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A Deal of Similarities

Elder vampire Valentin has been after Cheri Noble, his wife, for centuries.  She has chosen another path and another man but that hasn’t stopped the destruction that Valentin was willing to cause to try to get her back.  Cheri had enlisted the help of a myriad of people to try to keep her safe and get her out of his clutches, including but not limited to Sven Hazard, Skye Nickles, Nickolaus Richter, her fiance Tarric, Seraph Lazarus and the demon Mephistopheles.  In the end it was the last that truly caused some damage.

Mephistopheles came into Lynn Security, entering the side office he used with Seraph to find Cheri there as well.  He was quickly informed that she was having a real problem with the elder vampire that had turned her.  Instantly, he had several rather devious ideas.  Seraph couldn’t come, as his desire to try physical attacks would have negated the careful trap Mephistopheles had in mind.  Mephistopheles led Cheri away from Elena’s office out into the middle of the town before he made a point of casually slipping an arm behind her, holding her waist tightly with his left hand.  He said the right words to provoke the henchmen to show themselves, convinced one to get close enough and grabbed him, using that henchman’s mind about where Valentin was in order to transport them to him.

They entered the mausoleum and Mephistopheles began to set up the deal.  Did Valentin want to have a piece of Cheri forever that would stay willingly with him and never leave him, never stray?  When he greedily nodded his head the deal was done.  As always, Mephistopheles doesn’t offer prices… simply enacts them.  The price for Valentin’s desire was steep.  Anyone in the supernatural world would be in the know in regards to demon’s deals.  They always go through once agreed upon and there is no way to retract them.  The price of Valentin’s desire?  His freedom.  Valentin would now be bound to Mephistopheles for the rest of his life; his underling, his minion, his servant/slave.  What did Valentin get in return?

Mephistopheles flooded the main antechamber, creating a wall, a smokescreen between those around he and Cheri.  He turned to her and apologized, taking three inches off her hair.    He told her that he originally intended to either give Valentin a little voodoo doll, or a sort of Cheri mannequin that looked identical to her, but he suddenly had a better idea.  A prick of her finger and some drops of her blood and he could use some old, ancient, dark magic in order to create a simulacrum.  This new creation was only given one command- to stay with Valentin.  It seemed Valentin now had his desire- Cheri was there with him, staying with him and Valentin would be none the wiser to how truly messy his situation had gotten.   

From the Brimstone

Mephistopheles was keeping rather low key recently, for unknown reasons.  For some reason, however, he decided to continue his outreach and look deeper into the love life of Miss Elena Lynn, namely, by calling out Nickolaus Richter.  Mephistopheles asked him a number of various questions, starting with something as crude as “Was she good?”  in reference to the girl it was rumoured Nickolaus had a few interesting public occurrences with.  His interrogation continued, asking Nickolaus if he loved the girl in question, but the most prominent exchange between the two happened from a much more rhetorical baited question.

“How long will it take you to break her heart?”  A jibe, likely.  The response?  “Until I see her again.”  Mephistopheles grabbed the back of Nick’s shirt, spinning him around and punching him in the jaw.  The warning was there.  Where Elena was involved… it appeared to be… Messy.