Descendant of Death

Red Dawn

Episode Eight- Season Finale

Persis waits by Sheriff Dubeck's car as he talks to a deputy. All seemed black and white except for the red and blue lights that put her in panic. Finally, he walks over to her.

"We can't be sure that it is him. We took some DNA samples to send to the lab, the results should be back soon." He informs her.

"It is him, I can tell." She says.

"How can you be so sure? We have no solid proof yet." Dubeck scratched his balding head.

"The aura that the body is radiating-- it is that of a witch." She answered.

"This is a murder. Do you know of anyone that would want Silas dead?" He asked the pale witch.

"I do. They have read eyes, pale skin. It's two girls and a man. They came into this city to reek havoc." She said, glaring off into the distance.

"What about names? I need a name." He pressed for more.

"Rachel Crawford, Valeska Corridor, and Lazarus Corridor. They killed Silas."

†Descendant of Death†

Lavinia lays out on Johanna's balcony, bathing in the sun's golden rays. It had been forever since she could do so without burning.

"What the hell?" Johanna motioned her head to Lavinia.

"She hasn't been able to that for awhile. Give the girl a break." Jeremiah comments.

"It is Seattle. We have sunny days rarely." Johanna says.

"Well these next few days are going to be bright." He says.

"Right, speaking of that-- when is mission take over Seattle going into action?"

"It should go down late tonight. We attack Clarissa when she is most vunerable."

At that moment Lazarus walks out of Johanna's bathroom, wearing only his boxers. "Mornin'" He smiles.

"Uh, morning?" Jeremiah gives Johanna a look of bewilderment.

"Good morning." She grins back at Lazarus.

"I am going up to the Penthouse. Come up in an hour so we can discuss tonight's plan. The witches will be there too." He tells them both.

"Okay, bye." Johanna manages to get out before he leaves.

"What happened there?" Jeremiah smirked.

"It is nothing, dork. Focus on the plan." Johanna laughed.

There was a knock at the door. At first, it was soft and silent. Then, it grew louder as though they were impatient. Johanna rushes over and answers it to see Persis with tears rushing down her rosy cheeks.

"Persis?" Johanna was surprised.

"They killed him." She sounded angry.

"Who killed who?" Johanna felt her heart start to race.

"Those damn Corridors! They killed Silas! I want them dead!" Her anger caused things to fly off Johanna's shelves.

"They would never do that, Persis. What reason would they have?"

"Because they hate witches. Did you know that they are plotting to overthrow Clarissa?"

"We all are." Jeremiah rings in.

"He's right. Clarissa is bad." Johanna agrees.

"If they didn't kill him then who did?"

"I don't know. I promise I will help you find out who did it, but first we have to stop Clarissa." Johanna calms her down.