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Posted on January 17, 2016 by Katarina Foster
Residences


It happened while I was patrolling downtown last night. I told Kohl I just wanted to take a quick stroll and make sure nothing was remiss before I headed in for the night. He knew he couldn't keep me home when I'm like this so he chose not to push it today, finally shrugging his broad shoulders and allowing me out into the night. At first it was rather quiet and dull. I stuck my head in a few dive bars to make sure no one was getting eaten alive or kidnapped and when I saw nothing more exciting than a bar brawl between a vampire and a werewolf, I decided to keep walking. I was just about to call it a night and head back to Kohl's comfy bed when I suddenly heard what decidedly sounded like my name. I turned, only to lose my breath in an instant. No...it couldn't be. But it was. I saw Victor's aged but still fashionably handsome face looking at me through the slivers of a moving crowd on the sidewalk acorss the street. He stared at me like there was nothing else to see, like he could see right through me.

And suddenly I felt vulnerable. Of all the dangerous situations I've ever been in, I've never felt scared or weak. I always found a way to get back control of the situation. But in this moment, I've never felt more weak. I shiver, my breath catching in my chest. A bus goes past and then he's gone, like a ghost. But Victor's always been good at hiding. He's the one who taught me after all. I raced across the street, searching, but I knew I wouldn't find him. I won't unless he lets me. Fear bubbles to life in my chest and suddenly I'm doubting my life here, my relationship with Kohl, everything. He could be in danger. They might already know about him. I would be more surprised if they didn't know.

After that moment, I knew I couldn't go back to Kohl's apartment. I had research to do. And so I headed home, to the place I still pay rent on but never stay. I stayed up all night doing research, checking traffic cams and everything, trying to find him, or any sight of him. There were a few close calls and some glimpses from 3 days ago or so. There's no telling how long he's been here, probably watching me. My phone went off a few time but there's no way I'm answering. it's probably just Kohl wondering why I didn't come home. When there's a sudden knock at my door though, I know I'm not getting off the hook. He has a key, after all. So with a groan, I close out the page I was on, being sure to completely wipe my history in case he gets any funny ideas about spying on me and head to the door.

I'm more than surprised to find Azrael of all people standing in my door frame. Both brows lift in shock as he brushes past me, letting himself in as he goes off about trying to find me. I can't help but smirk. "Only half? Shame, I could have made you keep going for months at least." My lips quirk, my eyes glittering with humor as he starts to look around. Kohl would be having a heart attack right now thinking about the dirt on his shoes but I could care less. At his questions, I sniff and shake my head. "I don't need much. It's not like I live here." I answer back with a shrug.

I watch as he moves into the dining room, or kitchen, which ever you look at since it's got both in the same room. I can see him eying my lack of furniture, moving to stand in the doorway as he throws some papers down on the table and leans against it. My brow lifts expectantly, waiting for him to explain. Of course it's about business. I would expect nothing less from Azrael. he lives and breathes the hunter life just as much as I do, maybe even more so. I roll my eyes. "It was....refreshing." I answer back to his mention of Paris. I didn't find anything to hunt there but I was a little preoccupied by Kohl and his family drama. And his work drama as well.

I listen with my head tilted as he lists through the different projects, my impatience only growing as he goes on. My eyes narrow on him when he mentions Kohl's weapons, knowing that not many know about it and recalling that Kohl told him before he even told me. I snort and shake my head. "Supersititious old bastards. He would no sooner turn against them than take a cooking class." Of course he earns the fire of my glare when he turns to attacking Kohl with words. No one is allowed to put him down but me. "He only intends them to be used for good and none of them are lethal. He doesn't believe in killing." This leads to me rolling my eyes again because of course I know better. Sometimes the only way to stop evil is to put it down, permanently.

I sigh, knowing he wants me to choose and knowing I can't face Kohl just yet, not after my scare last night. I need more time. I shrug. "Why don't we start in the order you listed? Ready to check out some vampires?" I smirk in anticipation.

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