Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mortal's choice: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Jormungand watched from below where she was as she got out. He felt when she came into the water and had the urge to come over. He was just thinking, contemplating, trying to figure out just what were strong enough reasons to choose something else. What was a strong enough reason to fight against fate for? Watching all these people he wasn’t getting an answer. So when they went back to the room he’d watched her, trying to figure out just what was her reason. What was strong enough for her even with what she said, he wasn’t talking about being alive because that was how you were born. Born to survive, what made you want to participate in life? What made you smile, what was it that when your heart was broken made it beat again? All things he had no experience with. He didn’t feel like he was getting a very strong answer by just watching, but how did one participate when they didn’t know how? When they would

“The downstairs is a gentlemen’s club.” She said putting her hair back, she let out a rush of air. Not exactly an environment she was comfortable in. He raised an eyebrow, he’d heard her tell him that before. However it hadn’t really registered until now that this was what they now called brothels or whore houses. Though she said not all of them had women that sold their bodies, just got paid to let people look at them. He doubted in a house of demons they weren’t selling themselves. “Best way through is the bar?” He asked. “Or an upper level deck.” Which he could easily jump too, but he was more likely to be attacked right away before getting information.  “Correct.” She told him and she looked at the place. The sun was starting to sink, now was the best time with the light of day. “You sure you have the finesse to just talk?” She asked jokingly.

Serenity was sitting on a bench right outside of the club. She figured once he started getting serious up there people were going to start running out. She was watching as they were closing the door and not letting others in anymore. There were a lot of complaints. All of a sudden people were also being ushered out clearly they wanted to close the place. Looked like they knew what they had on their hands now and were making room to fight with out humans being an issue. She heard Jormungad mentally and was tracing the number now. She watched a few demons go in. None paying attention to some nameless woman on the street with her nose in a tablet. Which she shoved into her computer bag putting it back in the case. She had a feeling they were going to have to run shortly here. She glanced across the street, perhaps she should back off in case he came crashing out the front in giant form or something.

Jor woke first and Serenity felt like she was burning up, but she was also shaking slightly. He leaned up and felt her face before her forehead. She was definitely running a high fever. He got up moving around the bed to her side. He leaned over her frowning as she opened her eyes and looked at him. “I feel cold.” She said pulling the blankets closer. “You feel hot.” He told her and she was shivering, what was wrong with her? Why was she saying she was cold when she was clearly running a fever? He’d never dealt with anything like this before. He was concerned that she was really sick. The bruise on her face was yellow but not healed, he moved the blankets to check her for a second, other wounds weren’t much better.  “My head hurts.” She commented and he had a tight lipped expression.

“Here, he’s been spotted.” Antonio handed Surt a paper. They were in New York City. Surt just felt like he should be here so here is where they went. Clearly they weren’t going to find Hel, and so they were back at square one. However Antonio’s work had paid off, and his call out to the Den that was now in ruins.  “Who?” “Jormungand. My den gave me a description. I have been monitoring and sending out a sketch and description to police bulletins. We have a hit, it was a long shot, but I think fate likes things to go its way. So here he is.” Antonio shook the paper and Surt took it looking at it and crumpled it, he couldn’t read this language. “Where?” “Four hours from us, at least that was where he was last seen. He and Thor did some serious damage, especially T