"Hm..... have they checked all the places?.....we don't really have time to waste....", Jessica sighed deeply as they started to walk out from the sawmill then she said to Marcus, "You two go back to the cemetary, I'll go check the shack real quick and see if I can find something, maybe the others were already there but I want to make sure". Jessica then started to run towards the fihserman's shack maybe she can find something else.

As Jessica entered the fisherman's shack frantically, she was met by a vampire male who was quietly sitting in his home, munching on the dinner he had left at the table. He turned to Jessica, blinked, and frowned. "Hey, you can't be here! What the hell are you doing, this is MY HOUSE!"

Septimius was a little upset that they couldn't open the chains that covered the big book, he was curious what could it could possibly contain that it would have to be locked like that. He picked the book up and shook the chains around, but if it was like the locks they had to deal with, you couldn't destroy it physically you would need the key. He took the book and exited the back room and approached the old lady. "Hey ma'am may I check out this book? I promise to return it... eventually." He smiled apologetically.

The librarian didn't glance up from her book, now more entranced with it than ever. "Yes, sure, uh....What book is it?" She asked, not looking at the man.

"Oh it's just a tome. Sorry to disturb you with your book. Good bye." Septimius waved and walked out the door, making his way to the cemetery.

"So they haven't checked this place?...." was what she thought as first. She tried to be polite with him and said "I know it may sound inappropriate sir but I'd like to serch around your shack... by the way.... haven't you see other 'strangers' around here?" she asked trying to know if her friends have actually been there or not. And whether or not the man likes the idea, she had intentions to go in.

The librarian nodded and gave him a wave as Septimius went to walk out of the door. However, just as he went to leave, he tripped, falling face first just outside.

"Yes, I did see 'strangers'," He replied with scorn, "I saw four hoodlums walk outside of my shack, and then all of a sudden my key is gone!"

"Ow ow ow..." Septimius got up, rubbing his nose. He checked to see if he still had the book. He got back up and turned to see what he fell on.

"Ohhh I see.... how unfortunate." She stood in silence for a few more seconds before steping into the shack, she stepped heavily on the floor and heard the noises around it should be enough to give her a full vision of the house, any trapdoors or unusual objects around hidden anywhere should be visible.

At first, it seemed like there was nothing strange to be found.However, just underneath the bed Jessica could feel a trapdoor, unopened. The man in the shack however was becoming livid.

"No, no, NO!," He screamed, walking up to her and pushing her back out of the house, "I will not have any more of you hoodlums in my home. Get the hell out of here!"

Septimius looked behind him and realized he didn't trip on anything in particular. He must have just lost his balance.

Otael felt the tail wrap around his rough skin, but it would barely hold him back. If anything this demon was fueling Otael's rage, while he did not know this "Minister" well at all, he grew sick of these creatures imposing their will on mortal man. He reached for the hook that swung from his waist and he held it out as far to his side as he could. Using his momentum towards the demon he aimed to swing the hook straight into its side. He knew the demons claw would meet his face at the same time, but he hoped that the trade off would benefit him in the end.

Oh how awkward... Septimius picked up the book and began continuing on making his way to the cemetery. Once he got there he saw Adric, Ravin, and Samson playing what seemed to be cards and Marcus with Lissette. "Did you guys go to the blacksmith?" He asked the 3 players, but their lack of an answer told him that they didn't so with a sigh he walked over to Marcus. "Here Marcus, hold onto this book and give it to the Minister, you know the old man, when he comes back. I'm going to see if there's anything at the blacksmith's. By the way, did Jessica go with you? Where is she?" He gave the angel the chain-wrapped book and began making his way into the city to look for the blacksmith.

"Bingo...." she thought as she felt the trapdoor right under the man's bed, however he reacted violently to her steps. This gave her all the rights she needed to be violent as well... She recovered her balance quite fast and pushed the man backwards way stronger than he did with her, she then withdrew her sword and pointed it at the man as she steped closer "Get out now and give me a few minutes to search around, or stay here and have your head riped off from your body. Your choice" she was dead serious about this, if the man tried something weird, she'd attack him without hesitating.

Otael's face was ripped open and gushing with blood from the sharpened claws of the demon, however he endured the pain as he thrust his hook at the beast's side. He howled in pain, pulling the hook out and throwing Otael harshly into one of the fragile wooden walls. Black blood gushed from the demon's side as Otael soared through the wood, a few shards of wood impaling his arms and legs.

"You dare harm a demon?," He growled, "You will pay!"

Meanwhile, back in the fisherman's shack, the man watched as Jessica withdrew her sword to the man's throat, giving him a threat. "You know, you really are rude. Barge in my home, walk around, then threaten to cut my head off when I retaliate."

He scoffed, "Well how's about this....,"

Out of nowhere, at least three dozen vampires emerged from behind and inside of the fisherman shack, surrounding Jessica and smiling devilishly at her. They were ready for their meal early.

"Either you leave MY property," He continued, "Or you become nothing but fresh meat."

"To be honest I was getting tired of being polite to all these filthy mosnters, I'll enjoy riping your flesh apart" She thought about all those poor humans that have been getting tortured through their whole life, from women and men to children... this was enough reason to her to give them the death they deserved. She swung her large sword around her a few times as a quick warm up as she stood in a battle stance, she could feel every single step from the vampires around them it won't be easy... but is not impossible.