IX - Anne

1723

When I had gotten the letter from a M. Higgins that Thomas had taken Beau again, I knew I had to track down where Bridget and Edward Bishop were located. Edward was the only one I knew of that could handle her when she went into a bloodlust state after not being fed for too long.

I had found myself in Spain, after years of tracking and getting help from other demons who owed me favors. It also got me thinking on why Thomas was so insistent on keeping Beau with him. There had to be something more than just her being able to turn into a dog and being a conduit for the Fates. Something that she wouldn't tell anyone.

I read through letters from her and everyone I knew associated with her; I couldn't find anything. What was she hiding? When I arrived at the Inn, I saw Edward and Bridget, arguing with another man. They stopped when I walked over.

"Anne Benavente," Bridget greeted, bowing her head. "What brings you all the way out here to Spain?"

"You two," I told them before I looked at the man. "Who are you?"

"Marlowe Higgins, a friend of Hecate Oadham."

Oadham? That was a very dangerous Skinwalker family. Why was he talking to us? Did the Oadham family want Beau killed?

"You may know her as Beau Oaklee. She was the black sheep of her family." He told us, as he nodded at a table in the back; A bunch of men sat at the table. "I know where her mate is taking her, we don't have much time."

"Who are they?" Edward asked him.

"Blackbeards crew. We all want her safe." Marlowe told us,  before heading over to the table.

She was friends with murderers? Thieves? What had she gotten herself into?

We walked over to the table, just as one of the men spoke.

"I don't want to speak ill of her, but are we going to have a repeat of that Vampire incident?" One asked Marlowe.

"Most likely John, we aren't sure if he's feeding her hearts or not. So we have to be careful about any and all of us getting hurt, except for the men working for Thomas Mills." Marlowe spoke. "We all know what happened to Teach, the last time she went into a bloodlust state. He was badly injured when he got sent to a different time."

The men all murmured small prayers for the man named Teach, for his health, wellbeing and safety.

"So we're just going to do what we did while we were pirates?" Another asked.

"Kill the bad?"

"Always." Marlowe said. "Unless Beau ends up telling us otherwise."

Only the bad? They only killed bad people. It was the first I've heard pirates do this. Beau really was mostly pure of heart. Edward, Bridget, and I sat down; We all came up with various ways of tracking and looking for Beau, but it was the runty Werewolf in the crew that came up with the perfect plan of tracking and rescuing her. Now we just needed to get someone on the inside, someone we could trust. There was only one person I would trust for this job. Arung Singkang. A demon that could multiply himself, even after getting injured. Wether it be from hair, blood, or a cut off body part. It was also the way he nourished himself occasionally.

"Bridget, you will have to summon Arung Singkang," I told her. "He and I may be friends, he just doesn't like being summoned by Incubi or Succubi." I added, before she could ask why I couldn't.

"Alright, when should I do this?" She asked, as she began eating her soup.

"Tomorrow, it's a full moon then." Marlowe told her, before we all focused on eating.

We're coming to help you again Beau, even if you are hiding something from us.