Chapter 23

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November 1st 1875

Chicago. Jasmine is currently beating up a vampire, since Andrew taught her how he fights she's realized that she likes to get up close and personal with some newborn vampires as it's a good workout for her. They help keep her fit and healthy and in very great shape. She puts her stake through the vampires heart and the female blonde vampire turns to dust. A tall handsome man with a slight beard walks into the alley way clapping. Jasmine turns to the sound of clapping. "Well done Jasmine, you killed a very dangerous vampire." He says to her, she looks at him very confused. "Are you being serious?" She asked him.

He seems to radiate power, and he has a look of someone she knows or met. But she can't seem to place him. "All vampires are dangerous." He says laughing. She stands there and folds her arms and glares at the handsome man. "Who the fuck are you?" She asked him quite mad. "I'm sorry I'm the Archangel Michael." He says to her.

She just looks at him unimpressed. "I've met 3 of your siblings and Lucifer is the only one that has left an impression on me." She says with a glare. "I'm sorry that you had to meet Lucy, she's rather disturbed." He says to her. "Yes Lucifer tricked me. But your other two siblings Raphael and Gabriel let Catherine torture and kill my best friend Natasha." She says still with rage in her voice and in her eyes.

He doesn't have the heart to tell her that he was at Natasha's funeral. "I'm very sorry for all you've lost Jasmine. I've honestly come to help you and get my hands dirty if you will." He says to her. She walks over to him and gets right in his face. "Why don't you fuck off back to heaven and leave me alone." She says to him, spins on her heel and begins to walk away. "Amon has a soulmate, and it's not his current mate. She'll be a Hunter born in the late 1980s." He shouts after her.

She stops in her tracks and turns to look at him, but he's nowhere to be seen. "I fucking hate it when they do that." She says to herself and turns back round and bumps into Michael's muscular chest. "I just like doing that." He says then looks into her eyes and leans down and captures her lips.

Which she accepts and in the next instance he has her pinned up against a wall with her legs wrapped around his waist, and they are full on making out. Jasmine begins to come to her senses and pulls back and head buts Michael square in the nose, he stumbles back. "Don't touch me again." She says to him. "You could have just said get off me, no need for violence." He laughs at her.

There is still lust in both their eyes. "We are going back to mine, you are going to fuck me good and proper with that monster I felt on my leg. If I'm satisfied we'll discuss you helping me." She says with a seductive smile. He just smirks at her and with a snap of his fingers they are in Jasmine's bedroom ripping each other's clothing off.

Back in the alleyway high up on a rooftop sits Danielle, who has just listed and witnessed the whole conversation. She heard fighting and had hoped for to drunkards having a scrap, they would've been a nice easy meal for her. What she didn't expect was a beautiful leggy brunette, beating the shit out of one of her minions who was getting food for herself.

Her poor hand maid, being a punching bag for this female hunter. Danielle can smell the strong powerful blood from her position. Then the extremely gorgeous man appears as if out of the shadows just like Charon does. Then he introduces himself as Michael, this really makes Danielle perk up to want to listen.

He called her Jasmine, which does ring some bells to Danielle but can't figure out from where she heard the name before, as it's quite unusual for a name. She watches them make out and begins to get aroused herself and watches them leave. "I've heard that name before, but can't remember from where. This will drive me nuts." She says to herself and drops off the roof and lands in a crouch position.

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