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Ryan
Chapter Four
Cole Turner was not a happy half demon. Voldemort was up to something. It was making the underworld nervous. It was polarizing that realm. He knew no good would come of it. So he had travel to a witch's den. He had heard tales that she was not to be messed with. She could easily killed demons with little trouble. Maybe, she could break though the magical barrier that surrounded that what was going off.
Cole had destroyed several bounty hunters that day that had tried to kill him. He did not see the one behind him. Some else did though. The bounty demon was reduced to ash.
"You must not drop your guard like that." Willow smiled.
"Who are you?" Cole asked.
"They called me Willow." The redhead grinned. "So tell me what do you seek of me?"
"I was hoping that someone could find out." He began.
"What Voldemort is up to." She spoke.
"Not even I, with all my power can brake though the barrier." She shook her head. "Tell me how are the Charmed ones holding up." Willow made two cups and a tea pot appear.
"No thanks." He replied.
"Awwe." Willow pouted. "I don't get visitors often. I have friends heading the Charmed Ones way who need their protection."
"What kind?" Cole asked.
"Voldemort wants them destroyed," the witch replied. "They are Draco Malfoy, he's a lot like you switched sides. Dawn Summers, a veteran resistance fighter also known as the key. Amy Madison, a rebel witch. Magneto, the mutant master of Magnetism. Kitty Pryde, a former student of Charles Xavier. Hermione Granger, a rescued slave." She paused. "And Harry Potter, himself."
"You know they can't leave the city." Cole stated.
"Who says they have to leave?" Willow grinned, she poured herself a cup of tea. "Paige could brake off a piece of herself being part white lighter."
"What are you talking about?" The half demon asked.
"Powers she doesn't yet know she has."
"And you would know this. . ." Cole started to ask.
"Because, I walk the grey line where good and evil are that close there is on difference anymore." The witch smiled.
Meanwhile, in the state of New York. Dawn Summers had returned to the room she was sharing with her Husband at Xavier's mansion. The room was one of the old underground chambers.
Draco was brooding again. "Honey." Dawn wrapped her arms around him.
"I have, I bad feelin' my beloved." Draco turned to her. "There's a battle coming I sense it. The dark one isn't going to stop with this world."
"You've been talking with Willow." His wife spoke.
"Yes," he replied. "She showed me what is coming."
"What will wait until we reach the Charmed Ones." She smiled.
"I suppose you're right." He claimed her lips with his.