[Evil Tink]

Two Months Ago:
The red eyed woman known as Acera sighed a bit, closing her eyes as she rubbed her temples. "You really do amaze me sometimes Mystic.." She opened her eyes, leaning back in her chair and crossing her left leg over her right. She quietly folded her hands neatly in her lap as she stared at him, her eyes glowing slightly, "You have avoided me rather well these past few months, but you can't hide from me forever~"

Mystic frowned, keeping his gaze low, remaining down on his knees. "I understand your wrath Mistress, but please hear me out." He waited a moment, glancing up to see her nod. He stood, keeping his gaze respectfully low, "I do deserve punishment to the fullest extent of the law, but Melody is just someone who got caught up in all this. If you allow me to do a proper attachment for her, I promise I will endure any punishment you deem necessary for both myself and her. She de-"

Acera held up her slim hand, silencing Mystic, "Quiet now. Your stupid wife already explain the circumstances to me. However, you broke my laws..four times..I cannot simply let you or those people walk around as if it were nothing. If I do, we'd be seeing hundreds of reattached demons and vampires..it would throw the world into chaos." She stood, going over to Mystic. She looked to see his face, as he was much taller than her at 6'2". She gently lay her hand on his cheek, "While it's a shame to get rid of two of my most powerful demons, I have to remain firm with the law. That's what they're for."

Mystic tensed as Acera touched his face; the color draining from his flesh. "Acera, please...you can kill me and Azriel, fine...teach the demons a good lesson..make it a spectacle, I don't care. Just..please don't hurt Melody or the vampires. If you kill the vampires, you will upset the peace we currently have with them..while they stand no chance, a war is just not in our best interests right now."

Acera was silent as she thought, trailing her hand down his chest to his heart, her sharp nail digging hard into his shirt. "Hmm..this event is rather isolated, and the only ones aware of your..disobedience are the Council and myself..." She removed her hand, allowing the color to return to Mystic's skin. She turned on her heel, heading back up to her chair and sat down, staring down at him with her bright eyes. "If you ever go against me again, I will not be so forgiving. I will call Irith off her hunt and you can have Azriel back." Suddenly, she grabbed him with a powerful wrap of telekinesis, squeezing him tightly, "I mean it Mystic...I will have you dead faster than you can blink. Bring the doll to me, along with a body...I will do the attachment myself.."

Mystic nodded, as that was all he could do; until she released him. He fell to his knees, gasping for air, "If I could but plead one favor from you..." He stood, coughing a few times as his ribs repaired, "You are our best warrior, and I was hoping you could pass some information to Melody. I have a feeling that even if you call off Irith, Melody will still be in danger. I would like her to be able to at least protect herself long enough so I can get to her." He quickly looked down, realizing how ridiculous his request sounded.

Acera grinned darkly, "Well, since you asked me so nicely, I will do that, and a bit more. Just bring me a body, and I will take care of the rest. I wouldn't be too worried about Irith going after her, but rather the other demons if they were to get wind of this. Just beware Mystic, my knowledge might..change her..she won't be the cute, innocent girl she is now."

Mystic nodded, "I will forever be in your debt Mistress." With that, he vanished.

Present Day:
Mystic sighed deeply, looking over to the young black haired girl whose eyes were glued to a book, "Really Melody...you need to actually get out and..do something. All you do is sit around and read demonology books..."

Melody glanced up, her dull grey eyes narrowing slightly, "Don't blame me Mystic. You have nothing for me to do here..I can't go anywhere near Holden, and you refuse to teach me anything, I have to learn somehow." She shut the book, setting it down on the table, "Don't you have to be somewhere?"

Mystic flinched, "Oh shut up..Acera will have to wait..you little Missy need to eat something. Now go." He pointed to the kitchen.

She sighed, standing up and smoothing her dress, "I know Mystic...I'll eat when I'm hungry." She walked over, giving him a light shove, "I wouldn't keep Acera waiting if I were you Mystic..."

Mystic growled then disappeared. I'm going to have to teach her some manners!