[Rainbowfox Ari]

Oh, the house was heavily warded. Not enough to hurt, but definitely enough to discourage anything from coming in that the Hunter didn't touch first - all of which explained why the man clasped the hand of each and every person coming into the room. He led them into a sitting room that might have been out of Better Homes and Gardens, sitting them all down, and retreating for a moment. He returned with a tray full of drinks. Coffee for the two brothers, a tall glass of chocolate milk for the demon, and large glass with ice and strawberry-lime soda. He set the drinks down, seated himself in the large chair beside the couch, kicked back with his feet on an ottoman, and smiled.

"So. A sick demon, witches all over, and now you bring me an angel? It truly is nearing Christmas after all." He leaned forward after a moment, and crossed his fingers. "Now then. Have a nice drink and we'll discuss what's been going on. I know the demon in question. He was one of my patients... before things turned sour."

"Sour how?" Sam asked, sipping the coffee... which had just the right amount of milk and cream in it that he liked... Strange.

The man - obviously Aston - shrugged, and crossed his arms, leaning back again. "He went berserk. Started killing off small animals, turning them into skeletons overnight, studying up on the ladies and young girls in town, stalking them. I didn't realize he was... changing them. Not until it was too late."