Toril Holtz's Story

Liam sighed as his sister yelled at him, she didn't understand why he did what he did. It was to protect his family, his sister and all they stood for. He didn't look at the girl who spoke to Cassie straight away, no he knew that if he did his sister would yell at him for hitting on the woman, but then again he did sort of deserve the reputation.

When he heard " And this is my dick of a brother Liam" Liam looked up at the woman, Hera, he remineded himself. " I'm not really that bad.." he says holding his hand out for the woman to shake. She wasn't bad looking, but he did have lines he wouldn't cross, and one of them included somone who worked at his family bar. " I just tend to live on the more wild side of the world that us hunters live in." he smirked and let his natural southern charm flow.


Pulling in to the O'hara tavern's parking lot Toril shut off her car and sat in the front seat just breathing. Some days like this one, her back made it so difficult to breath or move she just waned to curl up and cry. Not that she would ever let herself do that, not while she was around other hunters that already treated her like she was a cripple. She made sure to rise to every challenge or trial they had for her, it wasn't a matter of pride. Toril couldn't fulfill her destiny if she just laid around and had others do things for her. It wasn't in her, she was a hunter in blood and spirit.

Glancing up she noticed a car pull in to the tavern parking lot, she instantly regonized the car as the one owend by Hector, another injured hunter that did the job for the rush. Getting out of her car Toril smiled at him, " So if you're back in town that means you came up with a new stunt. Care to share?" she liked Hector, and the fact that he didn't let his injuries get in the way made her like him even more.

Hector Dorothy

Hector looked up as Toril addressed him taking in her blonde hair flowing over her shoulders. He cursed himself under his breath for forgetting to plan a stunt. It was his trademark entrance into a town and he had forgotten about in thinking about the many variables in his plan. However he couldn't disappoint his adoring fans he thought turning his head to Toril as she continued towards his car. He wagged a finger at her following it with a series of tisks. "I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise." he said returning her smile. He pulled himself up out of his car and reached for the sword that sat in the backseat. He hesitated before finally picking it up and strapping it around his waist deeming that he couldn't be too careful. He withdrew the sword from it's sheath and ran his fingers along the blade, metallic fingers tracing the silver grooves etched into he steel.
Noticing Toril still watching he returned it to it's sheath swiftly before making his way to the door. Holding it open he gave an exaggerated bow gesturing inside. "Your destination awaits." he said feigning a overly elegant voice with a smile.

Toril's smile grew as she walked through the door Hector held open, " Why thank you," she says copying his voice. "but your number one fan wants to know..." she says glancing back at him. She knew that Hector was attractive to every woman before his injuries, and he still was with them. But to Toril, they made him even more attractive. Not the injuries themselves, but the strength and bravery they represented. That above all else was what she respected and hoped somone would see in her. Walking through the door she stumbled a little, her back getting it's revenge for sleeping in her car.

" Shit.." She says for the second time that day, as she grabs a nearby table for balance. Biting her lip she tries to hide the amount of pain she was in from Hector. She didn't want him to look down on her like the other hunters did. But she couldn't hold back the small whimpers as she tried to hold back tears. Don't do this.. she thought bitterly Don't let them see you like this..

Hector Dorothy

Hector's smile wavered momentarily before coming back in full force. He would have to do some quick improvising if he didn't want to disappoint her. Looking up he saw some Phone lines and the beginning of an idea sprung into his head. It was risky but then it wouldn't be a stunt if there was no danger. he retired from his thoughts so he could give her the beginning of his idea when she stumbled through the doorway. He moved forward to help her but stopped knowing she would bite his head off if he did. He had heard enough tales from around the tavern to know that the scars on her back still bothered her. If it was anyone else he might have been mad that she tried to hide her scars. He liked Toril and in the very least he considered her more interesting than any other girls he had met.
He sat down at the table she leaned against and looked at her letting her know that he didn't see her any differently. On the bright side now he didn't have to explain the stunt while it was still in development. He turned away from her as watching started to make his shoulder hurt. He turned to her his tone becoming more thoughtful. "Pain is temporary. It may last a minute or an hour, or a day, or a year but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place." He said trying to be comforting. He didn't comfort anyone very often believing strongly in the concept of Karma. "I'll give you a hint, it involves heights." he said back to his joking self.

Toril saw Hector come and sit at the table that she was balancing on, At least he didn't mind being around her when she was like this. Toril was just about to quit caring and cry when Hector said thoughtfully "Pain is temporary. It may last a minute or an hour, or a day, or a year but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place." That was the perfect thing for him to say in that moment, it gave her a new strength to power through the pain. She stopped the trears and glanced up at him, if she could make it to the chair next to him she would be okay.

Taking a deep breath she started walking towards the chair that was only a few feet away from her. " I'll give you a hint, it involves heights." he joked as she sat down. " Oh really? Well let me know if I can help with anything." she says knowing that she could try and keep him safe. Hector dying in a stunt was the last thing she needed right then, she didn't want to bury another dear friend. Especially because she wasn't entirely sure that her feelings for him were just those you would have for a friend..

Hector Dorothy

He smiled keeping his nerves hidden. If Hector was an honest man he might have asked her to help put the rest of the stunt together but Hector wasn't an honest man. "Just spreading the word will suffice." he said speaking with his usual confidence. A voice inside told him that he would only make the problem bigger if he spread the word but Hector quenched that voice with his own. "So who might you be?" he said turning towards the O'haras. There was a women with them that he didn't recognize and he didn't like not knowing things.
While awaiting his answer he looked her over. Her clothes weren't necessarily clean and he guessed she had probably just gotten off a hunt but didn't have the time to tidy up before going into public. He didn't like people who spent too much time on their appearance but he still felt that her looks pushed that belief. Her brown hair was done back in a ponytail but he could still see that it was just about as well put together as her clothes. Had he not known any better he would have thought she'd just been pulled from a dumpster. He could feel his smile slipping into a frown but it stopped itself when he noticed her eyes. She had the most interesting eyes he had ever seen with the swirl of grays blues and greens. He found that he couldn't take his eyes away from them but forced himself to knowing it would be awkward to just mindlessly stare into the stranger's eyes. He found himself avoiding eye contact and threw his attention to the O'haras. Liam had a cut on his head and Cassie was mad about it though she did a good job with her fake smile. Hector pulled so many fake smiles himself that it wasn't hard to notice another.

Nodding Toril turned to looks at the O'Haras, both of which she was familiar with. Cassie always helped her how ever she could. And Liam, let's just say he was so convinced she'd be amazing in bed that he ignored her scars. Leaving back in her seat she waited for somthing interesting to happen. It almost always did when more than two hunters got together. And when a pair of injured hunters stumbled through the doors it didn't seen like she had to wait long. "A little help?" the older of the pair said.

Toril hopped out of her seat and walked over to support the more injured guys other side. " Liam, clear the bar, I'll take a look at him from there." Laim nodded and started removing things from the bar " you gonna need the big first aide kit?" he asked her and her only reply was a ' no shit' look.

 

Hearing the door open, Cassie's head shot up, a smile appearing on her face as Hector and Toril walked into the building, she had to admit it was good to see them again and a wave of relief washed over heras it had been a few months since she had last seen them; it was in her nature to worry about friends. "Good to see you two" she said softly with a small nod, moving behind the bar and placed two cold beers in front of them. 

Leaning on her elbows on the long mahogany bar, Cassie smiled as she watched the people around her, she considered ever one of her regulars family and when they were all together she felt complete, although there were also those times when some would never return...those moments almost killed her. They had lost many people over the years but death was just one of those things you learnt to deal with at an early age when you grew up in the hunter lifestyle, it was a sad fact but a fact at that. Releasing a small smile, Cassie's smile faltered slightly as she thought about those who she hadn't seen in while and as a result was worried sick about, the Lucas brothers sprung to mind. It had been a while since she had last heard from Bill and Jeremy, apart from the texts and phone calls from Jeremy, which made her love the boy more, aside from that she hadn't heard much from her two favourite men (besides her brother.) The blonde couldn't deny how much she missed them both, Jeremy was like a younger brother to her, someone she was fiercely protective over, however with Bill they use to have something, something that made her believe  a happy ending could happen, the one main regret in life was letting him go. 

Sighing, Cassie brought her own beer to her lips, technically she shouldn't drink whilst working but she was the boss, she could do whatever the fuck she wanted. Her attention soon turned towards Hector who seemed to be intoxicated with her new bar maid, rolling her eyes at them both she decided to play match maker, those two looked like they could do with a little fun"Hector, this is Hera, my new barmaid" she spoke mischievously, hiding her smirk behind the beer bottle. 

 "A little help?"  

The familiar voice, caused Cassie's head to shoot up as she swallowed the lump in her throat, it was Bill, her heartbeat quickened as she looked at him 'damn him for still being so freakin handsome' she cursed silently, before noticing an injured Jeremy being supported by his brother. "Jer" she gasped, worry filling her senses "What happened?" Cassie asked sternly, her voice carrying louder than she had originally hoped.

Bill tried to focus on his brother and the woman who helped support him, but there was no way in Hell he could do that with Cassie so close. Her worried voice rang in his ears and he almost couldn't think of anything else. A grunt of pain from his brother brought him back to his senses enough to talk. He and the woman practically carried the younger man to the bar.

"We met this old drunk in a diner, ranting and raving about an angry wife who died thirty years ago," Bill began. He tried not to only look at Cassie but damn it all to Hell if she didn't look even prettier than the last time he'd seen her. "Should have been a simple salt and burn, but naturally it wasn't. Big surprise there."

Jeremy spoke up as they situated him at the bar, wincing as he was moved around. "An old hairbrush upstairs was the only thing keeping her around."

"Bitch pushed him down the stairs," Bill concluded.

Jeremy laughed but it turned into a groan. "Everything hurts. Thank you, by the way," he said to the woman who was helping him. He smiled at Liam too who was in charge of the firstaid kit.

Bill stayed close to his brother but still only had eyes for Cassie. "I thought it would be best to bring him straight here because the beds here are a whole lot better than the shitty ones he pays for." He finally managed to pull his eyes away from the blonde and nodded a greeting at her brother. He turned to the others in the bar and nodded as well. "Howdy," he said.

"Bill," Jeremy said, "Cherry is stuck in the car. Get her out."

"No," he said, "I'll go get her when you're fixed up." However, when Jeremy turned those pleading eyes to him he cursed. "Fuck. Fine," he grumbled. He looked at Cassie. "Watch him for me will ya'?" And he left to get the dog.

Toril nodded sympathetically to their story, she knew all about getting beaten to hell on a hunt. As she helped the guy to the bar he said "Everything hurts. Thank you, by the way," with a groan.

Smiling she rests him against the bar, " don't mention it, I know how you feel." then she turned to Liam, " help me get him up here.." she says pulling out a tall chair at the bar. Liam sighed as he walked around the bar, " you and I are going to talk about your bossiness after this." he grumbled as he helped move Jeremy.

" okay.." she says starting to unbutton the injured man's shirt. " why don't ou tell me your name? Because it looks like we are going to be getting to know each other quite well before this is over." Toril was kind of a sucker for helping injured hunters, it was partially because she was so good at it.

Hector Dorothy

Hector just nodded at he caught her name ignoring Cassie's mischievous tone. She thought that Hector was interested from a bachelor standpoint and that was not the case. Hector was interested in Hera as you might be interested in a book because of it has a cool cover. Hector kept fine lines between different kinds of interest because otherwise it caused unnecessary complications. For example when he once told a women at a bar sh interested him because he couldn't place her accent, he ended up punched in the face because she thought he was interested sexually. From the corner of his eye he glimpsed Toril who had sat down near him. He was unsure what category of interest he placed her in and that interested him even more.
Hector looked to the door as Bill and Jeremy came through, Jeremy leaning heavily against Bill. He wasn't oblivious to Cassie's sudden nervousness as she noticed Bill and he stopped his smile from increasing. He would call her out on that later as a little revenge for her trying to play matchmaker.
Hector watched as everyone around him got to work helping injured hunters. As he thought before comfort was not his expertise. The skills used for hunting the supernatural didn't really apply in the business of making people feel better. When he saw Bill leaving to get the dog from the car he saw his chance to escape.
"I'll help you with that." he said hopping out of his seat to leave after bill. Personally he hated dogs, too much like wolves, but he needed to get away from Hera's captivating eyes.

 

As Bill and Toril helped Jeremy to the bar, Cassie hurried back behind the bar, putting ice into a cloth before returning and holding it to Jeremy's head, a sense of relief washing over her as the youngest Lucas brother's injuries didn't look like anything overly serious, she had no idea what she would have done if they had of been. Cassie run her fingers up and down Jeremy's arm like a mother would comfort a child, laughing at herself on the inside, she had no idea she was that maternal. Suddenly she felt Bill's cool eyes on her and instantly she felt as if her knees were to buckle, why did he have to have such an effect on her. Finally turning her gaze onto the man who had stolen her heart the day he had first walked into her bar (although she would never admit that) Cassie offered a small but warm smile. 

"No," he said, "I'll go get her when you're fixed up." However, when Jeremy turned those pleading eyes to him he cursed. "Fuck. Fine," he grumbled. He looked at Cassie. "Watch him for me will ya'?" And he left to get the dog.

Cassie laughed slightly at the brothers, trust Jeremy to be worried about his dog even though, he was beaten to hell, but then again she supposed she would have been the same, however what amused Cassie even more was what a sap Bill was around his brother and she found herself biting her lip to keep from saying anything. "I won't let him out of my sight" Cassie smirked at Bill before he left to fetch the dog. 

Sighing she looked down at Jeremy and smiled warmly "it's good to see you Jer, despite the fact that I remember saying if the next time you walked into my and you were injured again I would kick your ass" she quipped, raising her  eyebrow slightly with a smirk "I'll just wait till your feeling better" she laughed placing a quick kiss onto the side of his head before turning to Toril and Liam. 

"Get him patched up then we can move him to the house."

Bill Lucas

"Thanks," Bill said as he was followed out to his car. "Damn dog," he mumbled, seeing the Beagle clawing at his passenger side window; he could hear her barking as well. He jogged to the car. "If you've scratched my seats then I'm getting my brother a new dog!" He pulled the door open and the dog jumped at him, attacking his face with her tongue. "I promise," he said to the dog, trying not to laugh as he pushed her off, "He's going to be okay." She looked at him with an all too smart tilt of her head, like she knew what he was saying, before she noticed the stranger. "That's Hector," he said. "Her name is Cherry. She's harmless, just protective."

Jeremy Lucas

Jeremy was a little nervous with a stranger helping him, but she was nice and he was glad for the help. Then, of course, Cassie's presence made it all okay. He smiled at her. "Save some of that ass kicking for my brother; he always gets mad when I make him worry." He really wished his brother wasn't so stupid because Cassie was amazing. "Sorry about this," he said to the ones helping him.

Toril shook her head, " it's fine, I figure my medical experience should be shared with other hunters so that they don't go through what I did." she smiled as she took in the heavily bruised ribs of the man who had still not given her his name. " I'm Toril by the way.." she glanced up at Liam, " ace bandage please." he nodded and handed it to her. " oh and some tape, I'm going to have to tape these in to place.

Liam did as he was told all the while keeping half an eye on his sister. He knew that she and Bill had a thing, he just didn't know how serious it was up until this point. Now watching the way his sister reacted to the hunter just walking in to the room made Liam think that she loved him. He didn't know how he felt about that, but he knew that if his sister w happy that was all that mattered.

 

. "Save some of that ass kicking for my brother; he always gets mad when I make him worry." Cassie laughed at Jeremy's statement before smiling warmly "you make us all worried" she replied, "so a ghost made you her bitch huh?" Cassie quipped with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood before turning to Toril "how's he looking? Anything broken?".  

Thankfully nothing was "I've got some aspirin up at the house, I'll go and get it" she offered with a small smile before turning to her brother "make yourself useful and watch my bar" she said, still feeling incredibly angry at Liam for going into that vampire nest without back up, shaking her head slightly Cassie decided to continue the argument later, she still felt that Liam had no idea how upset she was over the whole thing, if he had died, she would have been alone in the world, something she feared more than death itself. 

Slipping past the people, Cassie noticed Beau starting to follow her, with a smile and a scratch behind the Rottweilers ear, she ordered him to stay before she walked outside, immediately stopping when she saw Bill with Cherry in his arms. Offering him a small wave, accompanied with one of her greatest smiles, Cassie was tempted to walk over there, however she remembered Jeremy still inside in pain and so reluctantly walked away and towards her house.

Jeremy Lucas

Jeremy offered a smile to the woman but winced when she began to wrap him up. "I'm Jeremy," he grimaced. He tried to take soothing breaths but they hurt too. "I promise I'm not usually like this," he tried to joke. He was kind of embarrassed to have let a simple spirit get the best of him. And he wasn't a fan of his brother treating him like a kid; it was only okay when Cassie did it. She wasn't even treating him like a kid really, more like a younger brother. Bill on the other hand treated him like a baby brother- there is a difference.

Jeremy turned a grin towards Liam. "You look like shit," he said. The older O'Hara looked like he had gone through Hell and back.

Bill Lucas

Bill chuckled as the dog invaded Hector's bubble; her curiosity was cute if not a little awkward. He was hyper-aware of when the bar opened and Cassie walked out. Okay. Seriously, he needed to do something about this. He watched as Hector joined her and they walked towards the house... A house he had been in a few times... A house he wouldn't mind going in again...

He wasn't the kind of guy that thought like this, dammit! It was a lot easier when there were no emotions at all. Hell, life was easier without emotions, but sadly that was impossible. He was cursed to feel the guilt of not saving someone in time, or the pain of watching his brother have nightmares when he actually got any sleep at all. He felt angry whenever he thought of what happened to his parents and felt sad when he thought of his little brother growing up in all types of hellish homes. And now, to put the cherry on the cake, he was stuck with an unbearable ache in his chest for a woman that was right in front of him, but he thought he could never have her. The hunter lifestyle wasn't meant for relationships or gods-forbid families. He wouldn't want to put his kids through this shit and he certainly as hell wouldn't risk dying and having them put in foster care. The system had already been cruel enough to his brother.

He leaned against the hood of his car, tilting his head back to look up at the sky.

He had convinced himself that one-night stands were the best he was ever gonna get on the job, a job that he wouldn't quit for all of the world. He loved saving people and ridding the world of darkness, despite the almost nonexistent income and constant need of stitches. One-night stands were perfectly fine with him... Then came Cassie. He couldn't have spent just one night with her even if he had wanted to. She was a fierce, strong, caring, and witty woman all wrapped up in a beautiful package that never failed to get his blood pumping faster. If he ever had to imagine the perfect woman, it would be her.

With her, suddenly he wanted more than a night or two. He wanted to settle down. He wanted a family. He wanted everything that his job, her job for that matter, would not allow. Being with her had been a mistake for his brain, but there was no way in Hell that he would ever convince his heart that being with her had been anything but right. Going separate ways with her had been like parting with half of his body.

He sighed and walked to the doors of the bar, Cherry following him excitedly. "Go check on him," he said, opening the door enough for her to get in. He didn't follow. He let the door close and went back to his car. He pulled out his phone and shot his brother a text. Going for drive. Be back in a bit.

Nothing cleared his head like a drive in his car. He wouldn't be gone long, just long enough to shake off the gooey romantic turmoil that was distracting him.

Toril finished wrapping Jeremy's ribs just as he said, "I promise I'm not usually like this" in an attempt to joke. Toril simply smiled and walked behind the bar to get a few icepacks and some pain meds for the young man. He didn't need to feel all the pain that came with broken ribs healing. It would only make his brother worry even more, and from what she saw that would be an impressive amount.

At this point Liam had helped himself to a good sized glass of whiskey, he hurt as badly as he looked. Not that he would tell anyone, he'd talk Toril or someone in to fixing him up later. Aparently the kid had to echo what everypne else said by saying, "You look like shit," With a grin. " Well aren't you mister observant today." Liam repiled with a roll of his eyes. " And the next time someone asks me if I'm okay I'm throwing punches." he drains his glass, and glances at the bottle thinking about pouring another.

"I could say the same thing for you." Cassie couldn't help but laugh at that statement "touche" she agreed with a small smile, he was right she seemed a little bit of a hypocrite, she couldn't even remember the last time she had even taken a day off from the bar, however in all fairness, in her eyes no one was capable of looking after her bar whilst she was away, not even her brother, nope Liam would probably send her into bankrupsy by giving all her alcohol away for free to the pretty girls in a feeble attempt of getting them into bed. Shaking her head, she surprised herself at acknowledging the fact that she would trust no one with her bar, even her kin or closest friends, she reasoned it was similar to Bill's attachment to his car.

"What alterior motive could I possibly have?" Rolling her eyes, the blonde shook her head "you know if you wanted to know if I was sleeping with him, all you had to do was ask" she retorted as they left the house to walk back over to the bar, stopping momentarily to cast a glance over her shoulder at Hector "Which the answer to is no, that stopped a long time ago" she stated regrettably, her memory becoming fuzzy as to why they actually did call things off, maybe things were just too serious between them both? Relationships didn't seem to last very long in their lifestyle, although that didn't stop her missing him or loving him, it was just probably best to do it from afar.

Walking back into the bar, followed by Hector, she patted Beaus head in passing and walked over to Jeremy, offering him two pain killers "Take these" she ordered softly, pouring him a glass of water "You'll be all fine in no time" she smiled before turning to Cherry, scratching behind the beagles ear "hey there baby" she cooed to the dog.

Feeling her phone buzz in her pocket, Cassie grabbed it, noticing a text from Bill her brow furrowed, he never text her "your brother had just sent me a text Jer" she commented, confusion lacing her face as the phone loaded the message, gasping as a picture of Bill all battered and bloodied filled her screen "Jeremy we have a problem" she spoke worry lacing her voice.

Hector Dorothy

Hector stayed silent for once after Cassie gave her response. That certainly wasn't the answer I was expecting he thought reentering the bar. He had thought it was potential relationship like what she proposed for him and Hera, not the remnants of a past one. That completely changed things and for a moment he regretted bringing it up. It wasn't revenge anymore now it was.....a discovery he thought regret vanishing in an instant. This was a whole period in the life of his fellow hunters he knew nothing about. But he planned to he thought letting out a mischievous grin.
He was about to delve deeper into her past relationship when she stopped to look at her phone. Her face darkened in an instant and he knew it wasn't the right time. A moment later Jeremy fished out his phone and his face darkened to the same level of Cassie's if not worse. He heard Amelia ask what happened but took no notice. If both Cassie and Jeremy were devastated by a text at the same time then there was only one possible explanation. "Something has happened to Bill." he answered knowing Cassie and Jeremy were too distracted to answer Amelia's question. Hector had adopted his rare serious face because he knew this situation called for it. The room was silent as everyone grasped the situation.
Hector was a man of action and he had spent enough time worrying about Bill and was ready to do something. "So who's up for a rescue mission?" he asked around to the assembled hunters. He was genuinly asking this question because he wasn't sure of anyones answer. Jeremy and Liam may be too beat up to go but it was Jeremy's brother and Hector doubted he could keep him from coming if he wanted too. Cassie may be too emotional to come and he didn't know anyone else well enough to make a prediction. One thing was for sure, if this thing could get Bill then he couldn't handle him alone.

Toril watched all of the hunters around her grow very worried at the sight of a text message, and from who recived the message she figured that it had to do with Bill. She knew that there would have to be a rescue mission and was about to sugest that they figure out who was going when Hector said " So who's up for a rescue mission?" Liam stood up shakily, " I'm in." he knew if he didn't try and go Bill would die and then Cassie might acctually break.

" No way in hell." Toril says standing up. " You're dead on your feet, stay here and protect the bar." she walked over to Hector, " I'm in," she says with a smile. She could take on anything so long as the bar stayed open, it was like her home.

Cassie froze in place, slamming her phone down onto the bar, she couldn't bear to look at that picture anymore, running her hand through her blonde curls she released a shaky breath "Bill's been taken Amy" she sighed gnawing on her bottom lip as she turned towards her friend at a loss of what to do. Her mind warped with worry although desperately trying to keep that at bay if she hoped of being any use on the rescue mission "I'm going too" she stated firmly, not leaving any room for discussion or protests, knowing that her brother would probably have one.

Turning to her brother and Jeremy she smiled weakly "you two stay here and look after things" she stated resting her hand on Jeremy's arm in comfort "we'll get him back I promise" she spoke trying to sound confident, unable to think about what would happen if they didn't.

Grabbing her jacket and car keys "He said he was going for a drive right, so there are a number of routes he could have taken, I'll take the one leading to the highway, if we have no luck in an hour, we come back here and think of something else, all right?" And with that she left the bar hurrying over to her Jeep and tore out of the car park.

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Cassie glanced at the clock on her dashboard, she had been out for nearly an hour without any sign of Bill. Running a hand over her tired face she was about to turn around, when she noticed a car parked up ahead, narrowing her eyes she gasped upon seeing it was Bill's beloved car, pulling up in front of the car, Cassie cut the engine, grabbed a flashlight before jumping out, cautiously approaching the car. "Bill" she called out, shining her light through the car windows, her next surprise came whens she found the car door was unlocked, that was not a good sign, next to Jeremy, this car was one of the most important things in his life, there was no way the hunter would leave it unlocked. Pulling her phone out Cassie quickly typed a text message to Hector, Toril and Amy, which read:

Found Bill's car, out by route 6, 4 miles down. Hurry.

-Cas

Putting the phone back into her pocket, her flashlight started to flicker, immediately tensing up, Cassie slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small flask, turning around she came face to face with a man, jumping slightly "Sorry to scare you ma'am" the man smiled.

Cassie nodded offering a small smile "It's all right" she stated "Say this is my friends car, you've not seen him around have you?"

The man laughed, an evil smile tugging at his lips "Cassie, you got my picture?" he asked, his smirk deepening as Cassie’s breath hitched in her throat, her heartbeat quickening as his eyes flashing black, accompanying his menacing expression.

“What have you done with him?” Cassie asked through gritted teeth, taking a step back as he took one forward whilst discreetly unscrewing the top of the flask.

Reaching out the man brushed his fingers through her curls with a sinister smile “That doesn’t really matter at this moment” he laughed. Cassie had enough at that point, shoving him away from her, then threw the contents of the flask in his face, which made him recoil as his face burned “bitch” he screamed out. Cassie took that opportunity to run to her car, unfortunately, the man was behind her in an instant, grabbing a fistful of her hair, he slammed her head against the metal frame of the car, with a force that knocked her out instantly.
“You shouldn’t have done that” The demon muttered, picking the blonde up.

Hector Dorothy

Hector nodded as Toril and Cassie said they would go. Even though he had proposed the rescue mission he didn't want to lead it. All of the responsibilities of being a leader drowned out the initial rush he got from a hunt and if he wasn't hunting for the rush of it he would stop without hesitation. Letting go of the situation he thought back to what his life might be like if he hadn't discovered Hunters and their fight against the supernatural. Well i'd have two arms he thought giving a grim chuckle. Non-intentionally he looked down at his prosthetic limb hanging limply by his side. Surprisingly enough he had been able to get a pretty good model off of a Hunter's salary. The inner workings were safely protected under the clear layer of durable plastic with had helped in a hunt on more than one occasion. To help even more this fake limb felt no pain so he could sometimes use it as a shield if he didn't want his other arm to get scarred more than once. If he could help it he wouldn't cut his good arm more than once. The first cut was a souveneir but the second was damage.

He left his thoughts when he saw his Cassie leaving the bar in a hurry. Was she really planning on going alone he wondered pushing himself towards the door slightly. It had been a long time since Cassie had gone out on a hunt and if this beast could hurt bill, then Hector couldn't help but be a bit worried for her. He stopped himself giving up the effort of stopping her. It's probably best she do this alone he thought turning his back to the door. "This is important information needed for a rescue." He said swiping Jeremy's phone from his hands using the accent of the stereotypical police officer. Though the other reason was just as true he wouldn't put Jeremy through the torture of seeing his brother in pain. Sitting down at his previous seat he opened the message that Jeremy had failed to open. He didn't bother to hide his surprise upon seeing Bill's beat up face. There was only one wound but it was a nasty one. And that was some time ago he thought checking the time the message was sent. He restrained himself from thinking of all the things that could have happened in that time by setting about investigating the image. The camera's phone sucked but he could still get information from it. The wound was too thin to be from a creature's claws so that eliminated werewolves along with other clawed creatures. So my expertise wouldn't be needed today he thought continuing to study the image. Of all his knowledge there was only one blade that could make a cut that thin and deep. This was a blade forged in Hellfire and where there was a Hellfire blade there was usually a Demon wielding it.

Looking up he noticed a few things. First of all Amelia was gone but she usually worked alone anyway. But how she planned to get to the highway without a car he didn't know. Next he had a new text on his phone from Cassie. He had overlooked the vibration while he inspected the message but he fished his phone from his pocket and checked it. Cassie had found bill's car apparently and if he didn't know better he would have assumed that the Demon was close by. Getting up from his seat he turned to Toril who had been silent since saying she would come. "We have a location. Lets go." he said before reaching for the car keys he had left on the table. His hand touched empty space and he looked down realizing how Amelia had got away. She stole my car he thought unable to stifle a small laugh. "You know what, you can drive." he said turning back to Toril.

"We have a location. Lets go." Hector said before Toril got a chance to check her own phone. She smirked as he searched for his car keys, Amelia seemed to have taken them. Toril was already heading out to her car, there was a good reason she kept her car keys close to her heart, you just couldn't trust hunters. "You know what, you can drive." Hector said turning back to face her. " Oh really?" She says in a loking tone as she pulls her keys out of her bra. " The great and powerful Hector is allowing me to drive? It must be my lucky day." she laughed a little and got in the drivers seat of her car. " I'm already a head of you."

Hector Dorothy

"Yes you should be honored." he said playing along as he slid into the car next to her. He had to admit he liked toril much more than he liked most of the other hunters. He had always told himself it takes a strong person to face danger and an even stronger one to laugh in the face of danger. That homemade saying kept him going through most hard times whether it be a hunt or his body reminding him of his imperfections. Not that he considered anyone of his scars imperfections. To him each one gave a testimony to things he had once endured. They were no more scars than a tattoo might be.

Hector would have loved to keep sitting in the car laughing with toril (more than he would admit) but it would have to wait for another time. Right now he had to set his mind to rescuing bill and probably Cassie by this point. He only assumed Cassie was in danger because she hadn't texted him to tell them what she found in bills car and she wasn't the type to keep people worrying. If you asked him Cassie and Amelia were both idiots for going in alone without any kind of plan. Believe me Hector had done plenty of rash things in his day but he was an expert at being rash so it was okay. But even with Hector there was a difference between recklessness and stupidity. Bill had been owned when he took this demon one on one so what made them think they could succeed where they failed? No there was strength in numbers even if that number was two he thought to himself while dialing Cassie's number into his phone. This was his way of knowing if Cassie was okay or not so he really hoped she picked up.
While he waited he tried to devise some kind of battle plan. Toril didn't seem to have any weapons on her so he figured his best route would be to distract the demon while she freed his prisoners. It would have been better if Amelia hadn't stolen his car. Then he could just take out the demon with his crossbow. He prayed to whatever force governing this messed up planet that Amelia had grabbed his crossbow from the backseat. Lives may depend on it he said after hearing no response from Cassie's phone.

Once the man stood over her, Amelia kicked him in the side and into the car bonnet. She reached into her bag and pulled out a silver stake, and stabbed him through the back. She ran over to Cassie's car and looked through the windows, hoping Cassie and Bill was in the car, but no one was. She looked back and the demon ran at her, a horrid scream emitting from Amelia's mouth. She kicked him and cried for Bill, Cassie and Hector. "Please help me!" She screamed louder, hoping for someone to hear.