Mike turned to face Steph when she greeted him and asked him if they could talk; and instantly, although it wasn't a conscious decision, he stepped back to create more distance between them. "Yeah, sure," he said, "we can talk. About what?"
He was guarded and his mind raced to go over the options. Was she tired of Ben and wanted to move on to the next target? Did Ben talk about their argument and did she consider him a threat? Or was it something completely different? Holding the book against his body with one arm, Mike moved his other hand to his pocket where he kept the charm Stuart had given him; a small, clay plate with a ruby in the center and runes etched on it. It would enable him to cast a defensive spell against demons.

---

Benjamin had returned to his room and started reading the first file. He had to check the information and decide, based on his experience, whether or not ghosts could have been involved in these unsolved cases. It was unlikely, but he would read them through nonetheless.

---

Mr. Johnson looked at the man in front of him. This talk off shadows was intriguing, but also sounded dangerous.
"And what kind of help are they expecting from me?" he said, carefully avoiding accepting or declining anything until he was certain either option was the right one, and for that he needed to know all the facts first.

---

Morrison nodded. "We'll inform the boss we have fallen angels then." He secured Carl in the seat. "He can decide if we leave them or take care of them." Fallen angels cases didn't always end in hunting and exterminating; it depended whether or not the angels were able to adjust to living in human society, or caused them harm.
"And if we have to deal with them," he added as he looked to Jase, "maybe you and I can hunt them down. And we'll take Ethan along. The kid has potential."

She noticed the stepping back, she felt her lips drop to a frown. She felt her shoulders drop and her entire body language shift to something negative.
"Benjamin... Mentioned that you guys had a disagreement." She started, trying to think about the words she was about to say. "I wanted to... Talk to you about it. I don't.." She hesitated as she closed her eyes, feeling her eyes start to well. "I don't want to split two friends up. I don't want you to think that he's in danger, but I don't know... how to convince you."

---

The man only grinned in response, his eyes flexed in colours as the Whispers took control of his body.
"We just need help." The Whispers spoke through him, the different voices all twisting and merging together, [b][i]"This body is... Fragile to say the least, we have encased it for so long, but it is aging. He will come with us when we end up moving. We don't exactly need your body, or anyones body currently. But we need help, The beast is... a Danger to us. A danger to our goal and our knowledge."[/b][/i]

---

Carl nodded at the idea of telling the boss about the fallen angels, slowly slipping into sleep as his body seemed to stabilized.
Jase looked over to Morrison as he spoke, he was surprised that he included him in the idea, before he nodded once.
"If that is what you think, then I would be more than happy to help." He started before he looked down at his body. "I... Promise I'm still me."

---

After getting the message that the Demon was in the library, a couple of agents slipped along towards her room. They moved to open the door, one of them slipping inside and the other outside shook his paintcan. He grinned as he started to spray stuff on the door, while his companion was doing the same on the inside.
The one inside Stephs' room moved to knock things over, making a general mess of the room before they paused at the sight of a small ceramic statue.

"Oi, Matt." They called, the one outside slipping inside quietly and looked at the statue. The statue was of a small heart surrounded by small stars. "This looks important."
"It looks stupid." Matt said before he moved to kick it off the dresser and onto the floor, watching it crash before he moved to stomp on it, crushing it even more.
He moved quickly to tag the inside of the room with his friend before moving to slip out of the room with a bigger grin and laughter between the two of them.

Mike stared at Steph, struggling to find the right words to say. That wasn't easy.
"Maybe you can release Benjamin from your influence," Stuart Greyhill said as he approached Steph from behind. He looked at Mike. "Remember, these demons are masters of manipulation and deception."
Mike nodded slowly, that he knew. Although Steph had looked genuinely sad. He still wasn't sure what to say, but Stuart had taken the conversation over.
"Release him and we will know for sure he isn't in any danger," Stuart continued.

---

Mr. Johnson looked at this man, who sounded different now. And his eyes were different too. "If this beast is dangerous to you, I'd be more than happy to offer you the expertise of this agency to deal with it. And..." he leaned forward. "If you need a new body, I have young and strong agents you can have. Just say the word and I will provide a new body for you."
He would never offer his own, being in control of his own body and mind was important, but he didn't feel bad about offering one of his underlings instead.

---

"I believe you," Morrison stated curtly. "Hop in, we're going back."
He got behind the steeringwheel and put the key in the ignition. Before leaving, and giving Jase a chance to settle in the backseat, he took his phone and marked this area as a 'fallen angel sighting' in his personal map.

Steph's body immediately tensed but at the sound of Stuarts voice, she held herself together as she turned to him.
"My apologies sir, but I was wanting to specifically speak to Mike alone." She started, holding back the sudden boiling anger. Her wings flexed behind her, a couple of feathers flicking down to the ground without her knowing. "I can assure you I don't have any hold over Benjamin," She continued as she felt her anger suddenly disappearing. She not only was outnumbered, but all of her confidence suddenly disappeared.

She dropped her shoulders again, looking back to Mike in hopes of him backing him up, but she had a feeling that he would back up Stuart instead.
"You..." She started, her tears starting to win over the fight, "You think I'm a monster, don't you?"

---

The Whispers twisted the mans smile upwards, into something that didn't look human.
"I am humbled by your request." They spoke, nodding at his words. "I will keep in contact as I feel the Beast is nearing here. I thank you again for your offer, I will be sure to keep a watch and choose a person if I see them fit."

They Whispers forced the mans body to stand, it seemed to cause him some pain as his eyes flexed a little, before he turned to slowly walk out of the room with a wave of his hand.

---

Jase got in and buckled himself in with a larger smile.
He looked to Carl as he rested on the way home, he moved his hand to gently rub the mans' head with a small smile. "You'll be okay." He said quietly.
Carl only gave a smile as he snoozed, keeping as still as possible to ensure his wounds don't get too irritated.

Mike opened his mouth and closed it again. "No," he eventually said. "You're not a monster, but you are a demon. And I worry about Ben, because Succubi are dangerous. And I haven't seen... evidence of a good one. I've been researching your kind and read files of victims and..." he had an almost apologetic look. "I don't want that to happen to Ben."

---

mr. Johnson watched the vessel with the entities leave. A strange meeting, and he certainly had to be careful with this one. They had said Gaia was on her way back and when he checked the GPS that seemed to be true. Judging by her speed and the distance left to cross, she would be back soon.

With the man gone he turned to his other work.

---

Morrison drove them back as he thought about what had happened. He remained silent during the drive, keeping his eyes on the road and his mind occupied with fallen angels, timberfae, vampires. He tried to formulate how he would report all this and couldn't stop himself from sighing. He couldn't predict how the boss would react to Jase at this point, but since he kept other non-humans in service, he would probably keep Jase too.

Steph felt her anger bubble slightly before she breathed out. Turning away slowly, not acknowledging Stuart as she looked at the ground.
"I... Hoped you were better than the others I had come across Mike." She started as she tucked her hands in her pockets and closed her eyes, feeling the tears drip from her eyes. "It was nice being your friend while it lasted I guess; as it seems they've made you unable to look past the fact I'm a demon." She turned towards the exit, glancing to Mike once more before she shot a look towards Stuart.
"There are cases of good demons." She started, almost with a tone of malice, "Its' a shame that you'd never let them live to show the world otherwise."

She walked off towards her room, keeping her head down as she did so. She felt her body tense, she closed her eyes as she walked along.
It... Hadn't been too long ago since they went out for lunch, how they had been getting along, how no one cared about her being a fucking demon.
Of course that's all she was now. Nothing else.
She got to her room and looked up to the tagged door; normally it would have made her mad, the saying 'go back to hell' and 'demon slut' could have had some sort of stab to her... But she stopped caring.

She pushed the door open to see the mess inside her room. The tears had started as she left the library, but now there was nothing. She closed her door and looked at the slurs on her wall, the mess on the ground and the small broken statue.
She moved to sit down by the broken statue and slowly picked up the pieces, she felt the sharp edges stab into her and tear her skin, but she continued to put them up onto her coffee table and looked at them without emotion.
"I'm sorry." She uttered into no one particular, moving to grab a bit of paper and some tape as she wrote a note to put on her door. She taped it to the door as she turned her phone off, taking the battery out so the alarm wouldn't continue.
As she stepped back inside her room, she moved a chair up against the door handle so it couldn't be easily opened from the outside.

Steph felt like all the happiness had been drained from her existence, not even the thought of potentially seeing Benjamin helped. She closed her windows with the bolt, and closed the curtains as she moved to sit on her bed with her head against the wall. She stared at the other side of the room, the tears started again, but silently.

---

Gaia circled around the area and moved to land on top of the building as she fanned her wings out. Her eyes narrowed as she thought she smelt someone familiar. She let out a low grumble before she slipped down to the ground and tucked her wings away, she felt more relaxed than she had been earlier, but was unsure why.

---

Jase stared at his hands and feet as they drove back, things flooding through his mind quietly. He occasionally looked over to Carl to make sure he was still breathing, often letting out a gentle sigh when he saw that the Angel was.

Mike watched Steph leave; her words had stung. Stuart seemed unphased by Steph said to him and once she was gone, he turned to Mike.
"You did well," he said. "Remember they are masters of manipulation and when seduction doesn't work, they are capable of emotional manipulation. They are cunning."
Mike nodded slowly, he felt manipulated alright, but he was unsure by who. This whole situation left him confused, but there were many cases of succubi victims. There had to be truth to what Stuart said.
"I have a meeting with mr. Johnson soon," Stuart continued. "We'll speak soon again." After a nod he left the library.
Mike stayed behind, although he felt at loss about what to do next.

---

After what he considered a good practice session, Ethan returned to the part of the mansion with bedrooms. It was probably best to rest a bit, as he was going to spend the night hunting vampires. He was excitited about that, but when he passed Steph's room, he stopped and frowned at what he saw. Demon Slut? Who the hell had tagged her room?
He didn't know where Ben was, but there was an easy solution for that. He grabbed his phone and texted *Dude, have you seen Steph's door? Come quick* to Benjamin.

Almost instantly a door further down the corridor opened and Benjamin emerged, his phone in his hand. He locked eyes with Ethan and approached him. When he joined him, he looked at the door and his jaw dropped.

"Do you think she saw it?" Ethan asked.

"She was going to Mike."

"Maybe she's still there." Ethan quickly went to Mike's phone number and called him. "Mike, is Steph still with you?... She left? Where did she go?" Ethan's expression changed into a serious frown and he glanced at Benjamin a few times. "Yeah, I'll talk to him." After disconnecting, Ethan turned to Benjamin. "Okay, so, Steph was with him, but she left after she asked him if he thought of her as a monster, and he told her he didn't, but that she was a demon and that he was worried about you. He said she had taken that hard and left. He doesn't know where she went."

Benjamin covered his face with his hands. "Damn it, Mike," he muttered and he pulled his hands down. "I've got to find her."

"You think she saw it?"

"Probably."

"Where do you think she went?"

"Outside, I guess. That's where I would go. But she discovered she can fly, she could have gone anywhere."

Ethan cursed as he looked at the door again. "Look, maybe she needs some time alone, okay? If she'd need you she'd have gone to you. Maybe give her some time and text her to let her know you're here for her. And maybe we should let Harriet know, she can fly and Steph is part of her team. And Harriet isn't human." He gestured to the slurs. "I'd be fed up with humans after this bullshit."

Benjamin nodded and took his phone. *Can you come to my room? I need to talk with you about Steph* he texted to Harriet.

After that Benjamin and Ethan left, each going to their room. Benjamin to go back to reading the files, although his mind was elsewhere, and Ethan to rest and hopefully get some sleep before the evening.

---

Morrison drove back, keeping to himelf. It was silent in the car, but he wasn't bothered by that. Most of his nightly missions were like this, speaking only when it was needed. His partner and spend most of their time together in silence.

They had left the city behind and drove over the road back to the mansion. He glanced to Carl a few times, but the man seemed to do well enough for his condition. He was glad this mission was over, he wanted to go to bed to prepare for the night.

Harriet's eyes snapped open as her phone buzzed. She moved to grab it as she hopped down from the tree, floating to the ground with ease as she closed her notebook and hooked the pen to the side.
Her smile instantly faded when she read the text, flicking her wrist as she teleported herself next to Benjamin quietly.
"You called?" She asked as she sat beside him with a tilt of her head, her cheery demenour was... different. She was worried, and the air around her easily showed it. "Whats up with Steph? Is she okay?"

---

Jase stayed quiet as well, his eyes watching everything outside as he tried to find something out of the ordinary. He relaxed when he saw the familiar scenery of the base come into view.

His eyes shifted to Carl as he seemed to stir slightly before settling. Jase moved his hand over to his head, gently brushing the hair away as he closed his eyes and focused.
The small spines across his body seemed to glisten a soft green before small runes stretched down his body and onto Carls' body.

---

Steph stayed unmoving, she heard the boys outside her door. A small spark of happiness yelled in her to call to them to tell them she was there, but it was quickly and easily stamped out by the looming darkness of immovable depression.
She heard their steps as they walked away as she let out a long, shaky sigh.

She didn't really realize she was holding her breathe the entire time they were in front of her door. She moved to lie back on her bed as she stared at her lightbulb. She lifted her hand and focused on the darkness around it, watching it slowly bubble and shatter the lightbulb with a small 'pop'.
At this point she didn't care if it was heard outside of her room, no one cared about her it seemed. Her love for Benjamin was obviously misplaced. Mike and Stuart was right, she was a demon, a beast, a fucking monster.

She closed her eyes slightly and rolled onto her stomach, moving her head into her pillow. Her horns glistened a soft blue, lighting the room slightly before streaks of inky blackness snaked over it and suddenly the glow diminished.
She side-eyed her phone for a second, she looked at it's case she had made, it was made to look like a small cutesy demon. Her hatred towards herself bubbled as she moved her arm to pick up her phone and throw it across the room at the wall, burying her head as she heard it shatter against the wall from the impact.

She wondered if they had seen the note?
It didn't have much on it, she couldn't be bothered to put any pleasantries to it.
I'm sorry I'm such a hassle here for everyone. Just forget I exist. I don't matter anymore.

Benjamin had just opened the file when Harriet suddenly appeared next to him. "Whoa," he uttered when he moved away and slid off the bed on which he had been sitting on the edge. He quickly got up to sit down again. "Yeah, I called. I didn't know you could teleport though." He looked at Harriet. "I take it you haven't seen Steph's room then. Things are not going well and I don't know where she is. Agents, including Mike, think of her as a demon and let it be known to her they see the demon first. There was a note on her door too. Maybe you should come read it for yourself." He went to the door and gestured to Harriet to follow him. The note probably meant she had left, but to where? Benjamin's stomach turned with worry and he halted in front of the door, gesturing to the slurs and the small note as he looked at Harriet.

---

Mike decided to head to his room, he left the library and walked slowly to where the bedrooms were. He still tried to wrap his head around what had happened; Steph had not reacted like he had expected and it had felt very real. Was she so good at emotional manipulation, as Stuart suggested? All he had read so far seemed to agree with what Stuart had said.

---

Morisson glanced to the side when some kind of greenish light caught the corner of his eye. Where those... runes? He glanced to Jase who had his eyes closed briefly, until he was forced to look at the road ahead again. Humans could learn to do magic, that in itself was not an indiction Jase wasn't human anymore, but it was obvious the man had changed a lot.

When they reached the gate he pushed in the numbers on the panel, waited for the gate to open and drove through. Behind them the gate closed as he drove to the parking lot.

"Sorry about the spooking." She started, "I forget people aren't used to this."
Harriet frowned at Benjamins' words as she started to follow.
"Whoa whoa whoa." She started as she looked over the door and looked at the note. "No I don't like that." Her ears drooped slightly before she glanced to Benjamin, "Mike said he sees her only as a demon?"

She looked to the door before she stepped back, lifting her hands up as small green rings rippled down her arms and over her hands. "Should we see who did this?" She asked Benjamin, her expression suddenly serious.

---

Jase pulled his hand away from Carls' head before he turned his attention back to the road. He breathed in with a small frown as he looked to the house.
"He's gonna put one of those collars on me, ins't he?" Jase finally spoke, "One of those tracking things with the failsafe to send volts of electricity through my body if I dare to 'comply'."

Carl gave a small cough and groaned, opening his eyes slightly before closing them again.

---

Steph stayed with her head against the pillow for a while, the pillow was too thin for her to try and suffocate herself on it before she sat up and stepped towards her dresser. She could hear Harriet and Benjamin outside, but she chose to ignore it.
She moved to open her dresser draw, not caring if the others heard. She flipped out her flip knife and flicked the blame out, she looked up to her mirror with a sigh.

Steph moved her hair out of the way of her horns as she moved the knife up towards the end of her horns, she could see her hand and arm shaking before she moved to dig the blade into her skin around the base of her horns, holding back a yell of pain as she felt her nerves explode, yelling to her to stop.
She watched the blood dripped down the side of her head as she tried to dig around her horn. The pain got the better of her and her hand let go of her flip knife, causing it to fall and clang on the ground.
"Ow. shit." She grumbled before she moved to grab a t-shirt and bit down onto it, pulling off her clothes on her top half before she moved down to grab the knife again.

She shook her hands as she moved to reach around to her wings, she was unable to get to the base of them, but she flexed her wing around for her to be able to start to cut at the middle. She felt her teeth sink deeper into her shirt as she let out yelps and sobs of pain, her wings instinctively flinched away. Of course my body is a fucking wimp. She thought to herself as she moved towards her bed and sat down, moving the blade in her hand slightly and held it over her wrist with the shirt still on her mouth.

"I haven't spoken to Mike," Benjamin admitted. "It was Ethan who called him and he summarized the conversation for me." He looked at the slurs and the runes. "Yeah, let's see who was it. I know it wasn't Mike who did it."

"What is it I didn't do?" Mike asked as he approached them.

Benjamin wasn't sure how he felt about seeing Mike, but he gestured to the door and Mike joined them.

After going over the slurs Mike got the note from Benjamin and his expression changed as his lips formed the words written on the note and he started shaking his head. "No..." he muttered and he gripped the doorhandle, but the door didn't budge. "I think it's barricaded," he said with a rushed sound in his voice and he pounded on the door. "Steph! Open the door! Harriet and Ben are here for you!"

"How do you know she's in there?" Benjamin asked.

"That's exactly where Kim would be after leaving a note like that on the door," Mike said with a pained voice. "Where she was after she left a similar note," he corrected himself. "Shut away from the world, trying to deal with the pain herself in an unhealthy way."

That made Benjamins eyes fill with fear and now he pounded the door. "Steph, if you are in there, please open the door."

Mike stepped back now, letting Benjamin and Harriet take over.

---

Morisson didn't reply at first.
"That is possible," he eventually said. "It is... policy when allowing potentially dangerous creatures to be agents." He glanced sideways. "No offense, you don't look like something that would be classed in the harmless creatures category."
He wasn't sure how he felt about Jase getting such a collar; he was fairly sure Jase didn't need one or deserved one, but it wasn't his job to decide on policy.

He parked the car and cut the engine. Now he could properly face Jase. "You can't hide this and even if you can, I wouldn't put it past those fallen angels to spread the word about your existence. I think it would be better to come clean before they will start the rumours and force an investigation from our agency."

Harriet lifted her arm before Mike appeared from his room. She looked over to him before she lowered her hand slightly.
She looked towards the door, she was ready to slam through or portal through, but something told her it was a bad idea.

"Why do you care." Steph's voice came from the other side of the door, obviously directed to Mike. "I'm just a fucking demon. You all shouldn't waste your time with me."
Harriet frowned, moving to press herself against Stephs' door. "Steph..." She started, jiggling the handle softly. "Please just let us in. We care about you."

"No, you don't." Steph started as she sat against the dresser, looking at the knife in her hands. "I've manipulated you into thinking you're my friend. Just what Stuart told Mike, Demons' are good at manipulating."
Harriet frowned slightly, she looked to Mike and Benjamin for a moment.

"Just... Go back to your normal lives without me. Don't bother wasting energy and effort around me." Steph said as she closed her eyes as she moved her head away from the door. "I'm sorry I manipulated you into loving me Benjamin. I'm sorry I tricked you into being a friend and a team mate Harriet."

---

Jase nodded in agreement to Morrisons' last statement.
"I would never think to hide it." He started, he looked to Morrison quietly before he looked down.
"It's a lot to ask but... If they ask you if I'm a potential threat... What will you say?"

Carl stirred, stretching a little before he moved to lift his head up.
He moved to utter something before dropping his head.

Benjamin stared at the door as he listened to Steph's words and he turned to Mike when she was finished. "What happened?"

"She came to me," Mike began the explanation, "because she wanted to talk and she said she didn't know how to convince she was good. Before I could say anything Stuart joined us and demanded her to release you from her influence and then he reminded me that Succubi are masters of manipulation and deception. When Steph turned to me again she ended with the question if I thought she was a monster. I told her I didn't, but that she is a demon. And that I was worried about you, because Succubi are known to be dangerous and I hadn't seen any evidence about a good one yet. That's when she left."

"Damn..." At least he understood where all this came from now, but Benjamin didn't like what he had heard. "What do we do?" he asked as he looked at Mike, who remained silent. "What do I do? You've been through this, what can I do?"

"You can try telling her you love her and that she didn't manipulate you, but she won't believe that," he said softly, with his back to the door, so Steph would most likely not hear it. "Her own depressing thoughts sound more truthful than what any of us can say and there is no arguing against that dark voice in her head. Just be there for her, don't try to convince her with words, show you care with actions. And don't leave her locked up in her room. It's an echo-chamber now. She will only get more convinced she is right and get more depressed and might try to harm herself or try... to end it." He choked up and looked away.

"Are you okay?" Benjamin asked.

"Of course not," Mike replied. "I almost lost my girlfriend this way." He turned to Harriet. "I'd try to break through the door if it was me, because I know what my girlfried would do if she was left alone in a state like this, but I don't know Steph that well and I don't know what works best for her. And since I'm part of the problem, I can't help anyway. It's up to you two."

Benjamin turned to Harriet. "Do we barge in?" he asked her.

---

Agent Morrison looked at Jase and thought about the question. This was not something to take lightly. "I can only tell them what I saw during this mission: that you were in control of yourself and that I wasn't in any danger. And if they want me to extrapolate and assess your level of threat, I'd place you at a low-level threat in the level-4 beast category. You're too strong to be classed as a lower level beast." As he said it he realised Jase probably wouldn't like being called a beast, but he couldn't help it those were the official terms for creatures like him. "I mean, no offence," he added, "but that is how I would have to report it."

Harriet listened closely to the boys as they talked, moving to step towards the door again and placed her hand on the doorhandle as they were talking. She nodded to Mike as he mentioned about barging in, before she suddenly pushed the door open, moving the chair that lodged the door closed as well.
She looked to Benjamin with a small smile. "Go get your girlfriend." She said as she motioned towards the door.

Steph hadn't paid attention to the outside world anymore, she stared at the knife in her hands and felt the weight in her fingers. She felt the bubbles of pain from her head where she tried to pry her horns out, on her wings were she tried to cut them, and on her hands and wrists where she had gripped the blade too hard and where she had struck herself.

She flinched when her door swung open, letting out a squeak as she moved to jump up, tripping on a small pile of clothing and fell backwards, slamming her horns into the wall as they ripped through the wall paper and wall itself.
"N...No don't come near me." She said weakly as she heard Harriet talking to Benjamin. "Y...You'll just get hurt, manipulated."

---

Jase looked to Morrison as he spoke, being called a beast hurt, but he was very glad to know that Morrison seemed to have his back.
"Thank you Morrison." He said with a small smile, moving to exit the vehicle and moved to get Carl out from the front seat. "Come on you." he said to his partner.

Carl gave a weak groan, but allowed Jase to unbuckle him and lift him into sitting position.
"I'm fine I promise." He mumbled as he dropped his head forward.

Mike and Benjamin watched how Steph opened the door and Benjamin stepped to the door.
"Don't judge," Mike quickly said. "And don't make this about you."

Benjamin nodded to that and stepped through the door. His eyes needed a moment to adjust to the dark room, but he soon saw Steph. And he saw the blood on her head.
"I'll take my chances," he said as he approached her. A part of him wanted to say how worried she had made him, but he recalled Mike saying he shouldn't make this about him. And he agreed, what good would it do to give her guilt on top of everything else? He took a clean handkerchief from his pocket as he walked towards her and crouched down near her. He gently wiped away some of the blood when he noticed where it came from and he folded it up to wrap it around the horn.
He wanted to ask 'what did you do?' but he decided that sounded too judgmental and it placed the blame on her. "What happened?" he asked her.

As Benjamin entered the room, Mike sat down, leaning his back on the opposite wall. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall too.

---

Morrison exited the car too and walked around to help Jase with Carl. "How about we let the medics decide that?" he asked, standing behind Jase and looking into the car. "We're taking you to the infirmary, like it or not."
From what he could see, Carl was not fine.

Steph flinched away from him, pushing herself to the wall before she couldn't move any further. She winced slightly when he touched her face to clear the blood, before she let out a yelp as he wrapped it around her horn.
_{"You're wasting your time with me. You don't need to waste your chances. You're better off with a human rather than a fucking monster."} Steph mumbled under her breath as she moved to bury her head into her knees, her wrist and hand wounds now causing blood spots on her pants and her wings were dripping onto the walls.

Harriet looked at Mike before she twisted the ruins, the image of the two agents who defiled Steph's room appeared in greenish smoke. Harriet lifted her head up slightly as she felt the anger bubble into something worse as she cut her time power off.
She looked to Mike quietly and knelt down to him. "Hey, This isn't your fault." She started before she gave an evil grin, "Wanna help me track those agents down and teach them a lesson?"

---

Carl gave an annoyed groan as Morrison spoke. Jase gave a small chuckle, "I hate to say it, but I agree with Morri..." He paused and looked at the fellow agent with a weak grin, "..son." He cleared his throat and moved to help Carl up out of the car.

Carl reluctantly stood up, stumbling slightly as his head hung down, Jase only just managing to keep him up.
"Comm'on Carl!" He grumbled, still weak from his transformation and magic.

---

Gaia scaled the side of the mansion quietly, swaying her tail as she looked around. Her nose twitched, she smelt blood, ash and something familiar.
She looked through the windows and narrowed her eyes, trying to locate her room or a way in that wasn't the front door.

Benjamin looked at all the blood. He didn't even know how to begin helping Steph. Obviously she needed help with all the wounds, but where did he have to begin with taking care of her? "If a human did this, I'd rather not hang out with them," he said gently and he walked to the window. IF he wanted to properly assess the damage to her and her room, he needed more light, so he moved to open the curtains.
"Steph, please tell me what happened," he said as his hand grabbed the fabric to pull the curtains open.

Mike had looked at the ghostly images of the culprits. He knew them by face only; while he did recognise them he didn't think he had talked with them before. He turned to look at Harriet as she crouched down next to him.
"I know," he said. "This just hit too close to home." He turned his attention on the slurs on the door again. "I'm not the best person for revenge, but we should have a word with them. And report this to the boss. Even if Steph is a demon, she shouldn't be treated like this."

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"Yeah, you can call me Alastair," Morrison said as he helped Jase get Carl from the car. He held Carl on one side so Jase could support him on the other side and together they could go to the base.
The infirmary was located on ground level and it had its own entrance on the side of the building. "Let's go," he said, stepping to the left side of the building.

As Benjamin pulled the curtains open, the rest of the graffiti was shown. It was mainly the same as the door, but bigger and more mean... More personal. One of them even stated 'Fake Guy'.
The small statue of an Angel that Steph had was shattered into several pieces on the floor.
Steph looked away from Benjamin as he spoke to her, "I don't know." She started, "I went to talk to mike. We had... a falling out." Tears welled at her eyes, "I came back to this and everything just..." She motioned with her hands; motioning an explosion.

Harriet gave a small smile, "I mean, if you go tell the boss. I can... grab the culprits?" She offered, "Or do you think they would prefer to talk to you and I can go to the boss?"
Her eyes glinted in colour slightly, black marks coiled down her back, invisible to most due to her closed.

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Jase's eyes widened when Morrison- Alastair mentioned his first name. He moved quickly to pull Carl up on the other side as they lead him along.
Carl's legs gave out after a little bit, trying to keep himself up just was too much for his weakened body.
"I shoulda done somehing more." Carl mumbled to the boys.

"Mike told me what happened between you two," Benjamin stated. "And what happened here is awful." He went back to Steph and crouched down in front of her. "You survived a gun-shot wound. Do I have to take care of your wounds, or do you think you will heal on your own?"
He wanted to ask how the wounds on her back and around her horn had happened, but since she hadn't mentioned people being in her room that had assaulted her, he had a pretty good idea how the wounds had gotten there. And he didn't like that implication, but he wasn't sure what the best way to deal with it was. He wanted Mike's opinion, but he thought his friend may not be ready to be confronted with self-harm again.

Mike made an amused sound. "Seeing this, they probably want to talk with a human. And Steph is in your team, I think protocol demands you report this to the boss. You'll have to check on Steph's condition before you report though." He gestured to the door. "you can't say what happened without knowing the full extent of what happened."

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Alastair rolled his eyes at Carl's mumble. "Yeah, like evade fucking tools that are hurled at you."
Going around the building, he went to the entrance of the infirmary and pushed a button at the side, making the double door swing open.
A nurse approached when she saw the doors open to see how was entering.

Steph just looked away at the mention of Mike, she looked to the floor for a moment before he asked about her injuries. "I...I don't know." She started as he asked if she needed to be patched up or if she would heal. "I'...ve never healed like that before." She continued before she breathed in, but it came off more as a sob.
"I'm sorry." She said as tears ebbed down her face again, she looked away from Benjamin to the floor, over to the small statue as she sighed softly. "I'm sorry I'm a demon. I'm sorry you're attracted to a monster. You're probably going to get in arguments with Mike because of everything and I don't want want you two to stop being friends because of me." She breathed in slowly, more tears and sobs slowly ebbing off her body.
"I don't belong here. I don't belong with you. You deserve someone who.... isn't me."

Harriet shrugged and gave a small nod, "I bet they would, But just getting a stern talking to probably won't help." She started as the shadows twisted around her, "I was thinking more of scaring them into submission." She grinned, showing her sharp teeth before he mentioned about checking up on Steph. "I don't think I want to interrupt them for now. How about we find the assholes who did this and we'll get to the boss later, yeah?"

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Carl gave a weak laugh before he winced in pain. "Laugh hurts." He started.
Jase looked to the Nurse as they entered the infirmary, "He's hurt. Head injury and presumably worse." He started, his voice strong- something that had definitely changed with the transformation. "Fallen Angels got him, almost got us too but we're okay. Please be careful with him."