Jaimie Finn's Story

Jaimie closed his laptop in frustration at yet another blurry dark picture he couldn't seem to fix, every awesome battle shot of Shad never seemed to come out right, even one of Desmond surrounded by bolts of lightning came out after some editing but Shad turned to a dark blur on camera at the slightest motion. His anger at the project quickly faded as he was distracted briefly by a string of photos from a photo-booth tacked up on the small cork board his parents bought to keep him organized but resembled a collage of photographs he had developed over the years. This roll was one of his favorites, from a trip to the mall with Arabella some weekend before the Halloween dance when they still needed costumes. It was pretty spontaneous and they did ridiculous poses like any teenagers would.

He smiled at the memory and looked at the clock by his bed without rising from his desk. It was much later than he thought, he must have spent at least an hour screwing with the settings of some of his monster pictures.

With the computer closed his room was pitch black because he could see in the dark now so why bother with lights, his parents found it strange and would comment occasionally but most of the time thy assumed he was sleeping or just being an anti-social teenager. Leaving the cave of a room to wander the halls of his home until he found the kitchen and hopefully in it, food, he yawned and thought about taking a nap, It had been very dull since he left the school, most signs of any powers he had in the fight against Ferus had faded almost completely, considering he hadn't been in contact with any known monsters in a while he wasn't too surprised.

Arriving in the kitchen and pouring a bowl of cereal he glanced at the counter and sorted through the mail, it seemed that every college he would never apply to had sent various invitations of application, then a rare personal letter appeared in the pile under all the college mail destined for the trash. It was an invite to Desmond and Kalen's wedding.

"Finally." Jaimie muttered under his breath and continued to eat his cereal while pondering how he was going to get there. With the hope that he would see Arabella, he was convinced he could train himself to teleport there if he had to.

Jaimie froze and slowly placed his bowl of cereal back on the counter, it had been a while since someone surprising jumped through his window with wings stained with blood and earth. The guy who jumped through his window was more than a surprise unless Angels never died, but Jaimie remembered the dead body by his feet when he killed James, there was no doubt that he was dead and never coming back. That was a bad day he didn't need to be reminded of, Arabella had been all over James for all the wrong reasons and even in death the damn zombie was still attractive.

"Not at all" Jaimie hissed after he identified the intruder. How he ended up alive and there wasn't important, Jaimie had to worry about the revenge the angel was looking for, that sickly demonic smile was not reassuring. He took a step back, if he could make it to his room he could get out the enchanted dagger Arabella made him or better, his bow. He was cursing himself for not carrying them with him at all times like he would at school, he had really let his guard down, he was still in his pajamas not exactly the most practical clothes for fighting, but at least his parents were out of the house, working as usual.

With a sudden jolt of movement he spun around and made a run for the stairs so he could get to his room and weapons. It was his only chance and he wasn't going to waste time trying to talk James down or convince him that Shad killed him.

"Not in the slightest." Jaimie hissed as the bed protecting him flipped over his head, dug its posts into the wall behind him and then broke into splinters on the ground. Swiftly Jaimie went from kneeling to squatting as he pulled the dagger out of the backpack and launched himself at the angel. he had tucked the dagger close to his chest and was holding it with both hands so as he leaped forward his arms extended and the dagger went straight toward James' chest.

His plan wasn't just to hurt the Angel and get it to tell him what was wrong with Arabella and how he returned, but to get close enough to copy something of James' powers because right now anything would be helpful.

"Thanks." He responded and ignored the pajama comment only to wish he had grabbed his backpack before teleporting so he would atleast have a change in clothes. he rubbed his chin the soreness long gone and was quick to admire Arabella's handiwork on his leg, there wouldn't be much of a scar.

"So Mian beat me here?" Jaimie nearly winced at the thought, apparently he wasn't needed her after all and only ended up nearly getting himself killed. But considering he would have died if he had been forced to fight James on his own it did turn out better this way. Hopefully the elf hadn't made any moves on her while he was fighting James.

"James broke into my house, attacked me, and then continued to ramble on about how you were in trouble so I panicked, fought back, and somehow convinced him that teleporting me here to save you and kill me at the same time was the best option. Do you have any idea what's going on with all of these zombies?" He questioned revealing to her what led to his strange appearance.

"Yep!" Jaimie quickly answered. "I got the letter a few minutes before an angel fell from the sky vowing to kill me." He joked. "Oh and thanks again for this." He picked the dagger up from the floor where it had landed after he felt too weak to hold it anymore. "I wouldn't have last 5 seconds without my bow and this dagger." He thanked her and then suddenly thought of something.

"I don't think we'll ever have a time where I'm not being threatened especially if I'm always sprouting wings and fighting dangerous monsters." Jaimie asked with an entire change in demeanor after remembering his human weapons weren't the only things that saved him. It was always after a fight that he hated the abilities he had gained from out of no where, no matter how much they helped him fight off a foe he was nearly dead by the end of the fight.

Jacob backed away only slightly from the demon who then turned to the others apparently taking all their testimony in, other than the Leprechaun who he blatantly ignored. The man heard Ambers explanation of the events and just frowned, “Ignorance is not an excuse, it doesn’t matter if he didn’t know about the debt, all he needs to know for legality of payment pursuit is the initial sum and the debt owed… which he has now been told. The Debt stands.”

“Of course it does, demon’s don’t care about fairness in contracts.” Jacob commented sourly.

The Auditor turned to Jacob violently as his face literally contorted into a pure state of rage with his skin visibly red as the scales and fangs were more pronounced, even the voice changed to a raging chorus of scream, “I don’t need a lecture on contracts from a Hirule, your kind has broken more than any other!” Jacob just glared right back, but he didn’t make a move as perhaps Desmond would have, he couldn’t. The Auditor just stood straight again, taking off his hat to slick back his grease black and red hair as he straightened his tie and his body returned to a controlled state. “Anything else you would like ot say?” Shad spoke up, bringing out the truth about what happened.

The auditor listened intently and smirked when it was done, “So, his heart stopped… and then Desmond Ruler used a forbidden art to bring him back… interesting… but this doesn’t alleviate the debt… his soul should have been claimed but it was forcibly withheld, this will be taken into account when the final interest is calculated.” he drew out what looked like a calculator and began entering symbols instead of numbers, “The audit is finished, your debt now stands, with interest, at-”

“He shouldn’t be held to our laws!” Jacob asserted again.

The Auditor took out his book again with one hand and opened it to another page before presenting it to Jacob who took it and read while the Auditor spoke the words aloud, “The Human’s in question, to be determined as Jaimie Finn and Amber Stillmyst, shall be allocated into the fold of the legal systems and protection of the Council and by its rulings will be both protected and subject to the laws that govern our world… ratified Council year 3579…” Jacob glared up at him and handed him back the book, “And what crackpot councilman wrote that bit of legislation?”

“You should know, Hirule,” there was that twisted smile again, “anyway, this legal code states it is our right to hold these two humans to the same laws as those of demon decent are held too…”

“But who wrote it?” Jacob wasn’t on the council and while not ignorant of the workings he wasn’t so fan-boyish to politics to know who wrote every stupid little law, and he doubted the others knew much more about it than he did.

“Councilman Desmond Ruler.”

Jacob was crest fallen, “Damn.” He whispered, knowing his last argument was just made invalid.

The Auditor finished the calculations and looked to Jaimie, taking a printout form the calculator and handing it to him, “The audit is complete, you’re debt now stands at one life without interest.” Another printout, “And another life with interest, bringing the total to two lives in the form of equivalent souls.” And finally a third print out, “Those souls must meet these requirements…” he took off his hat as he stepped back and bowed slightly, “due to the extreme flight risk of the debtor… you… and the overdue nature of your debt the collections department will be dispatched to ensure its payment.” He tipped his hat and turned on his heel, walking away as he let his aura out to suppress the others, “Good day.” At the gate to the school he stepped over the threshold and vanished in a plume of smoke and fire much like those that had brought the others to the courtyard.

Jacob cursed again as he headed over to Jaimie, apologized and took one of the printouts, “What the hell are the conditions for this debt?” he wondered aloud looking over the symbols that Jaimie would not be able to read, he read several lines and then brought it closer, rereading it again and again “Shit!” he balled up the papers and threw them to the ground, “Damn those underworld bastards!” the balled up paper slowly unfurled and the characters on the pages morphed into English for the others who didn’t read demonic to read.


In the matter of the debt of one Jaimie Finn… the debt and interest totals stand at Two souls (lives to be substituted in the case of living beings) of equal value to the original debt.

Soul criteria:
1. Must be human
2. Must be legally aware of the Council and associated beings (commonly known as the monster world)
3. Must have been graced by one wish presented by an Ancient Power
4. Must have been saturated by rare energy from the Hirule Gate

These criteria will be met; to ensure this the Collection Department will oversee the payment of the debt, by force if necessary.

It wasn’t hard to understand thusly why Jacob was pissed. These criteria were very specific, and very, very rare. In fact only two souls in the world would match it. The Underworld Clans were not just after Jaimie’s life and soul, with these criteria and the interest they were coming after one more as well, Amber’s.

"Is tha' a riddle?" Sean asked back. Sean chuckled a bit as he looked atthe young man before him. "It isn't really about being good when it comes to leprechauns now does it. We let our luck get us through everything. The stronger the luck the easier it is though." Sean wondered if the curious guy could hold his own in a fight or not. He considered starting a fight, but the fact he was hungry was making him a little lethargic.

"If I was going to guess. I would say we goooooooo tha' way!" he said pointing in a seemingly random direction.
"Speaking of mazes how long do you think this might take? More importantly do you think there will be something to eat when we are all done here? I should be hitting on some cuties in teh cafeteria, but I find myself stuck in the undahworld. Safe to say it I wish I had had a bigger breakfast."