WITHOUT

Lose Ends.

I was bought to sit in front Amara and Rhys. Amara was reading papers on a desk, Rhys just kept staring at me, I didn't notice him so much at first - But, then I felt eyes on me. I looked over at him, he seemed intent (There was no anger. Everyone seemed so annoyed at present. It's like something's gone wrong) What could that possibly be?

Or who!

I let a small smile touch my lips. I knew exactly who. I almost laughed to myself when EB came to mind as well. She's pure trouble, that one....Exie had never truly left her, and having Briar mixed within her somewhere - Had made her hard to handle, ready to do her very worse at a second's notice. Clark's eyes would shine a grey blue at her, EB always knew the look - Would challenge Clark with a smirk. But, Stella was alway quick to "rescue" EB.

She would pull her aside, frown at Clark....Wrap EB into her arms. Tell everyone in the room...."She's restless! Her spirit can't be contained!..." We'd all let Stella take her away (They would go outside, fight a minute. Kiss)

In my time here, I've had a lot of time to think! A lot of time to work things out, to understand. EB was one of them, Ethan - I'm still ranking my brains over. We are "equals". Yet, he has a power over me. And, as much as my will won't allow it - He has me. And, he does it in the most simplistic of ways. His vulnerability.

He could wipe us all out (And, that is why the Archangels don't like his kind. He's like them, but tens times better, a mutant. God so loved the world, many things were created.....But, the Archangels had to be on top!) The Others have challenged everything. They just have.

Ethan would inch beside me, grab my hand (Hold it)....I'd look over to him. Whatever I was doing, I would just stop. He would give me such an ernest stare, he'd frown at me - Then, pout (I disapprove of you, before you disapprove of me. But, please don't hate me) I had had glimpses of him as a forgotten teenager....Someone should have been seriously watching him. They really should have. I only realise it now, Ethan was borderline on becoming something.

I haven't worked out what held it back, maybe a growth spurt. But, he managed to become an adult without killing.    Instead, he turned it into an occupation - Paid to do what comes naturally.      Papers rustled on the desk, Amara looked over to me (Leaned back in his chair)

"Do you like my office. My space of work?     It is quiet?    Yes?    I certainly hope so..."      He gave a quick passing glance to his friend.     I looked back, to both of them equally.     Celeste and Astraea have been judged, and sent away...I couldn't tell where.    But, their days of collecting weren't completely over.      I gave my head a small shake - My skills are back (They were allowing it. But, why?     I could do things!   I'd be dammed on the spot. Maybe that's the plan all along!    Do a spell. Die)

".....Your office is quiet. But, if you listen....You can still hear....Stuff.    Yeah people moving.."     I suddenly felt a chill, they wanted me to hear Ethan.     He was up to no good, criminally no good.    They knew that.

"He wants to wipe us out. He will.    But, your going to stop him. Then, your going to kill him. Not completely.     Just render him, useable.    We didn't intent on getting you and "friends".   But, if there's a market for what you all are - Let's see what price you all go for!..."

I just stared at them a minute, panic went through me (Silent curses of not knowing a single decent thing about "The Others") I then looked at then closely - They had no idea what to do next either. If Ethan encountered resistance, didn't understand (He'd just destroy it) I didn't want to up against that, I'm good. But, there's a method to Ethan, and you have to know it.