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"I have a very good sense of direction. I could do it." Although Emerson's confidence was wavering, she believed she could save Crispin, or it would eat her alive. She took a deep breath and slowly released it. "I need you to tell me everything you know about that house and anyone inside."
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"I just did" Rattler said and sighed softly, "I've never been in the house of even near it. Don't even know who his followers are. I've just heard stories and well every demon knows where the house is. Marcus makes i public knowledge because he isn't afraid of challengers. "
"I'm not worried about his followers. The problem is that I don't know where he or Crispin will be." Emerson bent to pick up the piece of the map and scanned over it. "Well... I guess it's safe to assume Crispin will be in the basement... Hey, do you have some way to put an enchantment on something? So I can find him?" She looked at Rattler again with a hopeful expression.
"So you're not worried about thousands of demons all in one location, who are all older then two thousand years old" Rattler said and nodded slightly, "Yeah seem legit" he said and shook his head slightly, "And yeah, but there's no promises about ti work once you get down there. It's created so that you will get lost if you're not Marcus. It's in case on of his prisoners tries to escape or something. That's what I've been told anyway"
Emerson sighed and shot the demon a look. "Rattler, I am going to get Bones out of there. Either you'll help me or you won't- the real question is how you want him to treat you once he's out." She knew she was playing a tricky card, but was pretty sure the guilt card was the proper one for this situation.
"Well I know for a fact that he's going to rip my balls off I I even let you go anywhere near that house, whether I help you or not" Rattler said, knowing that for a fact. "So don't even think about it, you're not going anywhere near that place Emerson. Trust me, your just going to get yourself killed. You have kids to thing about now."
"The kids were practically taking care of themselves in the womb; don't bring them up." Emerson crossed her arms over her chest and pressed her tongue on the inside of her cheek. "But he would do worse if I end up dead because you didn't help me." She slowly turned with the map towards the door. "But if you don't have anything other than your balls you care about, you must not have to worry." She smirked.
"No Emerson I will bring them up" Rattler said and ripped the maps out of her hands. "You don't even have a plan. You just plan on breaking into a house with over a thousand ancient demons inside it. Oh and that's not all, you want to go done to the basement, where rumor has it a thousands souls are still trying to escape from. Your never going to find him down there Emerson. Do you want your kids to go up parentless. Like Bones did, because I'm pretty sure that was his worst fear wasn't it. Because I know he's talked to me about it a thousand times since you've gotten pregnant" he said and looked her in the eye. "This is a suicide mission. You're just going to get us both killed"
Emerson watched Rattler through his rant, biting her tongue until he was done. "I can't just leave him there, Rattler. You and I both know he wouldn't leave me." She sighed and inclined her head backwards to stare up at the ceiling. "I'd rather have Nicolai and Albany grow up parentless than with a weak mother and a father rotting underground."
"Yeah well I'm pretty sure they'd rather have their mother" Rattler said before walking away from her and went upstairs, not really wanting to death with her at the moment. He also might have locked the door, to keep her from being able to get out, because the door was enforced and she wouldn't have been able to break it door.
Emerson rolled her eyes as he walked away from the conversation. She glanced back at the body for a while before sighing and turning to try and open the door. She frowned when it wouldn't budge, and she pushed it harder with her shoulder. She laughed out a crazy, aggravated laugh. "Um, Rattler?! You seemed to have locked me in a room with a body," she groaned through the door, seriously pissed. She slammed her shoulder into it but it only made it worse, so she slid to the floor and stares at it, willing her telekinesis to open it. Nothing.
"Yeah I know" Rattler said and stood on the other side of the door. "It's so you don't do something stupid" he said and looked around for a moment. "You have two options. Either come up with a really kick as plan to get Bones out or give up on the plan altogether." he said and then walked away from the door and went upstairs to his room.
Emerson groaned and flopped back onto the floor. "I I die in here, you'll be the one stuck with my kids," she threatened, closing her eyes and thinking. A few minutes passed by until she sat up. "I bet Malachi would help!" She called out, not sure if Rattler could hear her.
Rattler heard what she said and couldn't help but snort at the idea of it. He walked back downstairs and stood in front of the basement door. "Why in the world would an angel help save Bones, who he clearly hates" he said. "He didn't seem to chummy with you either" he said.
"Um, he actually likes me," Emerson retorted. "If I promised I would do something for him in return, I wouldn't even have to do it. He'd help along the way but probably end up dead, so it's a win-win." She stood and leaned against the doorway. "He's probably like you if you got your terminology correct;" she added in, "He's Fallen, not an angel. It's disrespectful to call him that, especially to a real angel. Although if I was caught by the legion I'd probably get kicked out at this point as well," she added the last bit in a mumble.
"Whatever the fact remains that he's probably not going to help. He's just going to drag your sorry ass back to the rebellion like he was going to before Marcus showed up." Rattler said with a sigh and leaned back against the door. "And that's not exactly a plan. That's just another person to add to the death list" he said. ((Hey, so who actually did send that one demon that attacked her a long time ago. Bones blamed the rebels. Emerson used ice to keep it from bleeding.))
"Well, it's not like you don't want Bones back too. Help me come up with something." Emerson groaned and flipped back onto the floor, prepared to wait until Rattler felt bad and at least let her leave to get to the babies.
((I was so confused... I totally forgot about that, and I can't remember what I was thinking at the time... I want to say it was the legion.))
((I was so confused... I totally forgot about that, and I can't remember what I was thinking at the time... I want to say it was the legion.))
"No, this is your idiotic plan, so come up with something so you don't end up killing everyone you know in the process" Rattler said and sighed softly "If Marcus kills you do you really think he'll stop there. He find your kids and kill them too, or worse raise them as his own, so they'll be just like him. Maybe even worse" he said. "Do you want that"
((Why do you ask?))
Emerson hissed in annoyance. "You really think he won't come for us anyway?" she demanded, tugging at her hair in annoyance. "Let me out of here, Rattler," she said after a moment, sitting up.
Emerson hissed in annoyance. "You really think he won't come for us anyway?" she demanded, tugging at her hair in annoyance. "Let me out of here, Rattler," she said after a moment, sitting up.
((Oh sorry, I was just wondering. I kind of forgot about ti too until you just brought up Malachi.))"Do you have a plan yet" Rattler asked, not budging one bit on word. "Because I'm not letting you out until you do. I'm not going to let you do something stupid, because then Bones really would kill me" he said. "So think of something. Sure Malachi can help, but what's the actual plan."
((Haha okay. I think at the time I just figured he was some sort of dark angel?))
Emerson rolled her eyes. "Well, since you're being a prick, I figure I and maybe Malachi either sneak in or literally bust our way in. Malachi can put a cloaking spell on us or make it seem like we're demons. We'll put a tracker on Bones, find him, and get him out."
Emerson rolled her eyes. "Well, since you're being a prick, I figure I and maybe Malachi either sneak in or literally bust our way in. Malachi can put a cloaking spell on us or make it seem like we're demons. We'll put a tracker on Bones, find him, and get him out."
((Ohhh,))"And how are you going to put a tracker on Bones" Rattler asked with a sigh. "I already told you that sort of stuff probably isn't going to work down there" he said and ran his hands through his hair. "And is Malachi even able to do something like that?" he asked, talking about the cloaking them to feeling like demons.
"With magic, duh," Emerson drones. She huffed and draped an arm over her eyes. "I'm pretty sure Malachi can do that; he's done it before. The only one it might not work on would be Marcus." She really, really wanted to kill that demon, but knew she couldn't.
Rattler sighed softly, "Where would you sneak in at. There are demons everywhere and they won't just let anyone in. Plus there are no girl demons. Unless they are fuck buddies" he said with a frown. "At least that what I heard from people. Marcus doesn't respect them, just uses em for sex"
"Um, obviously I would play the guy and Malachi would pretend to be the butler," Emerson said sarcastically. "He can act as he if belongs anywhere- you saw how long he held off Marcus." She toyed with the scorched carpet for a moment. "Especially if we had a third person and two of us were bringing in a present for Marcus."
"I'll help as long as it isn't a suicide mission" Rattler said with a small sigh. "I want to make sure you're not just going to run in there half cocked with no idea what you're doing. Or where you're going" he said and snorted softly. "I mean god the house is practically a mile long how will you even find the basement door"
"Well, with you and Malachi on my side, it won't be a blind mission." Emerson sat up and pretzeled her legs. "Maybe I can set up a telepathic link between me and Crispin, and find him that way."
"Yes it will, and don't you have to know where he is to be able to do that?" Rattler questioned, because he really had no idea. He had no idea what the extent of her or Malachi's powers were to be honest.
"Um, no. Probably. I don't think so." Emerson sighed and closed her eyes to think for a minute. "I'm pretty sure as long as nothing is disturbing his mental barrier or lack thereof I could do it." Or Malachi could. Was it honestly safe to bring Malachi into the mix?
"Okay, one last question" Rattler said and sighed softly. "Do you trust Malachi to just not kill Bones while h's in his weakened state" he asked and slowly stood up. "I mean Bone is the only reason you're not with the rebellion right" he said.
"I'm not in the rebellion because I don't want to be in the rebellion, but yes... I left it for Crispin. Honestly, I might have to kill Malachi before we reach Bones." Emerson hadn't considered what Rattler was suggesting, so she mulled it over in her head.
"Are you strong enough to be able to do that?" Rattler questioned, because again he had no idea. "I mean it looked like Malachi was stronger then you back at the house. And I'm sure it wasn't just because you were prego" he said, though for all he knew it could have been. "And won't he kind of be holding a grudge against me. I mean I did snap his neck"
"He didn't see your face before you did that. The only reason I didn't do anything to Malachi was because there were five other rebels with him, and I knew I couldn't take them all on my own while yes, pregnant. I can do it if I catch him off guard." Emerson stood, facing the door. "Will you let me out?"
"Only if you promise not to run off and do something stupid" Rattler said and thought a moment before starting a list. "Like talking to Malachi alone, or trying to attack Marcus's house alone. Or well anything of that nature,"
"I promise I won't do anything stupid without your supervision," Emerson swore, even holding her hand up mockingly since Rattler couldn't see her. "I promise to go to my hotel and take care of my babies until we meet at an arranged time to find Malachi."
Rattler sighed softly before unlocking the door and pulling it open. "Find out you're lying and I'll kill ya myself" he said jokingly, though he probably wasn't actually joking. He watched her walk out of the basement before closing the door behind her and locking it again. "I have uh, other people locked down there too" he said and shrugged slightly.
Emerson stretched in exaggeration as soon as she got out from behind the door, but shot Rattler a peeved look mid-stretch. "That's disgusting," she muttered, rolling her eyes. She took a deep breath and gave him a nod. "Call me tomorrow and we'll figure out where Malachi is."
"Don't judge me" Rattler said and shot a short glare her way. "If you went down to your basement I am positive you'll find some body's down there because you neglected to feed them while Bones lived at the house house" he said and nodded slightly before walking away from her. "And yeah I'll call."
Rattler's words made Emerson pause, but she was pretty sure there would have been a smell if that was the case. She stuck out her tongue at Rattler's back as he walked away from her, and she in turn headed for the front door. "When we get Crispin out I'm telling him you locked me in the basement with a look-alike body of his and your torture victims," she threw over her shoulder before she shut the door and headed back to the hotel.
"Okay, go ahead, I'll just tell him I was trying to save your ass" Rattler yelled back at her. He listened to her leave before gong back upstairs to his room. He flopped down onto his bed, suddenly feeling very exhausted.
((//it's okay buddy that's how everyone feels after talking to Emerson//))
Emerson mulled over everything on her walk back to the motel. Once she got inside the room, Cal looked relieved to see her. "I thought you were never coming back," he groaned, and Emerson was met with the crying to two babies.
"Well, it would have been that if Rattler and I hadn't talked some things out."
Over the rest of the night Emerson and Callaghan relaxed with the babies, the sister giving very few details on her plans for the next day. She did elude to Cal having to watch the twins again, but he was fine with that, and she felt no need to stress him with the details.
Emerson mulled over everything on her walk back to the motel. Once she got inside the room, Cal looked relieved to see her. "I thought you were never coming back," he groaned, and Emerson was met with the crying to two babies.
"Well, it would have been that if Rattler and I hadn't talked some things out."
Over the rest of the night Emerson and Callaghan relaxed with the babies, the sister giving very few details on her plans for the next day. She did elude to Cal having to watch the twins again, but he was fine with that, and she felt no need to stress him with the details.
((haha, :D))Rattler eventually pushed himself out of bed and walked over to the bathroom to take a shower. Once he was done he quickly dried off before crawling into bed, not even bother to get dressed. Not that he ever wore clothes to bed anyway.
Emerson didn't sleep that night, a baby sleeping on either side of her. It felt good to snuggle, but she just kept thinking about the possibility of leaving them to Cal. What if she got herself killed?
It was possible.
So instead she just enjoyed the feeling of their breathing next to her, thinking it was a marvel that they were actually sleeping. Maybe their brains were more developed than she thought.
It was possible.
So instead she just enjoyed the feeling of their breathing next to her, thinking it was a marvel that they were actually sleeping. Maybe their brains were more developed than she thought.
The next day Rattler woke up and quickly got dressed before going down to the basement, for his regular torture session with his house guests. When he decided they's had enough for the day he went back upstairs and grabbed the phone to call Emerson.
Emerson was sitting on the floor, playing with Nicolai and Albany when a sleepy Callaghan threw her buzzing phone to his sister. Emerson caught it with a small smirk and answered quietly, "Took you long enough. I thought at this point I would have to go get him myself," in a teasing manner, despite her oath.
"Would not have been a good idea sweetheart" Rattler said as he pulled on his leather jacket. "Meet me at the park" he said before hanging up the phone. He shoved it into his pocket before walking out the door, locking it behind him.
Emerson sighed and pushed her phone into her pocket, giving Cal a long glance. He nodded in naive understanding, and she gave the babies each a long hug and kiss. She stood and grabbed her jacket before giving one glance to Cal with the twins, huffing a breath, and leaving.
She got to the park fairly quickly; it was across the street from her hotel. She looked around for Rattler but didn't see him, so she loitered near the statue in the middle of the field.
She got to the park fairly quickly; it was across the street from her hotel. She looked around for Rattler but didn't see him, so she loitered near the statue in the middle of the field.
Rattler transported into the park and walked over to Emerson, "Okay, so how are we going to get a hold of this guy?" he asked and looked around for a moment. "Should also go to a different state or country before we actually do summon him. Don't want him close to ya babies do ya"
Once upon a time, Emerson would have jumped at demons appearing next to her out of thin air. That was a while ago, though, and she just cut her gaze to Rattler. "Well, let's go someplace else before we start discussing summoning rituals. I know he's somewhere nearby because he wouldn't have left unless he knew you took me to Tennessee."
Rattler nodded slightly and laid his hand on her shoulder before teleporting them to London England. "Think this is far enough?" he asked, since it was pretty obvious they were in London. He teleported them right in front of Big Ben after all.
