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The onyx burned with its own trapped heat and Jaimie handled it carefully, he knew not to be concerned about the chain but the actual scythe, the gem on it would be what contained the actual information. Common sense told him to save it for later but curiosity got the better of him and he touched the gem.

The silvery blue gem liquefied and coated his finger, the liquid settled in with a freezing burn and soon coated his entire hand with a frostbitten feeling. It was one of those "oh shit why did I trust a demon" moments. The liquid gem didn't stop there, it continued up his arm. New instincts led Jaimie to try and stop it with his other hand as claws grew and his ears became cat like. Soon the liquid was even crawling up his face.

Before the liquid could overcome him images began flashing over his vision, ones of war and terror, bloody battles of the past, Vampires, Demons, Werewolves, Witches, all were present. The clearest of his visions was one of many races of monster, most of them he didn't recognize, gathered around a table, the council he seemed to recall. Suddenly he was sitting at the table, when he looked up a vampire that resembled Shad sat across from him. Angry arguments continued around him the sullen vampire looked at him with a distaste. Jaimie fled from the Vampire's stare which took him to a ghostly form above the creature he had been inhabiting. The cat like rogue stood an commanded attention of the room pledging his troops to the protection of the humans. Jaimie watched in awe as the ordeal continued, alliances were made, some were broken and the council was dismissed in a bloodbath, a demon ruler lying dead, and the cat man standing over him with a new demonic appearance.

Jaimie flashed back to his own body and recovered himself to find he was not at the same place where he had left his body, he felt paralyzed yet he was moving. Something had gone horribly wrong. In his newly paled hand was a ring, Jacob's ring, the sickly blue skin surrounding it was not his to control and his body began a hunt for the hirule, luckily the moves seemed sluggish and zombie like, so perhaps Jacob would have the sense to restrain him rather than hurt him.