Subj: The Ingenue Pt.5
Date: 2/5/99 11:25:54 PM Central Standard Time
From: Marcos1

The bus pulled into the station. The large sign loomed before their eyes,’Welcome to Collinsport.’ Simon Blair nervously, tapped his fingers on the window. “Well, little sister,” he said, “we are here, this is our chance.”

Kitty looked into her compact mirror. She brushed her long red hair. “I just hope there are some cute guys.” She applied a touch of lipstick.

“Sex,” groaned Simon, “is that all you ever think about. We have a job to do here. Finding the hybrid. Enslaving it or killing it. Those are our goals.”

Kitty shrugged her shoulders. “That shouldn't be any problem.” Her blue eyes sparkled. “When was the last time you got laid, anyway?” She giggled. “The last time I remember you with a girl was around the year 1696, after that incident with Miranda. Her name was Maria...if I remember correctly.”

“Shut-up,” Simon said. “We must focus on the problem at hand. A Leviathan and a Phoenix mated and created something new. Our master is very interested in this.”

“Master, Smaster, is that all you can think about? Simon, my brother, we are finally free, after spending the last two hundred years in hell. Let's enjoy ourselves. Big brother, Nicholas, isn't here to boss us around. Let's party.”

“Kitty, we must proceed with caution. We know almost nothing about this time period, except, from watching television in Hades.”

“I'm beautiful,” Kitty said, looking into her mirror. “What else do I need to know?”

The bus was almost completely empty. The bus driver turned around. “Are you both going to sit there all day?” His eyes glowed red. “You have work to do. Do a good job, or, Ill be back.” He laughed.

Burke Devlin walked into the old house. “Collins, are you sure about this?” He put his old plastic bag in the corner. It was full of all of his old clothes.

“Certainly,” Barnabas said. “We need someone to watch Tammy, while I'm at school.”

“But you trust me?” Burke gazed at the floor. “You trust old Joe?”

“Now, that everyone knows who you really are,” Julia said, picking up the plastic bag, “we can welcome you back to Collinsport.” She took a deep breath. “First thing, that we need to do to buy you some new clothes.” She smiled.
“Ill throw these away, if you don't mind.”

Burke grabbed the bag. “I don't know.” He slowly lowered the bag to the floor, shrugging his shoulders. “I guess you are right—throw them away.” Tears ran from his eyes. “It's just that all I've owned for so very long...”

“You have been through so much,” Julia said, softly. “Things will start to be better now. I promise.”

“We both promise,” Barnabas said, softly. “Old friend, your luck will change.”

Simon and Kitty sat in the Blue Whale. The juke box played a song by Adam Ant. Kitty sipped beer. She was bored. “Man, this place sucks,” she said, looking around at the empty club. “I want to party. But where are all the chicks and dudes?”

Bob Ronney brought a glass of wine over to their table. “It's Monday night—always kinda slow,” he said, staring at the gold coin, Simon paid him. It was dated 1777.

“Not to worry,” Simon said. “You know sis, I've been thinking about what you said. Maybe, you're right. It wouldn't hurt us to have a little fun. I do tend to be a little too serious.”

“Golly gee,” Kitty said, “that's good news. What do you have in mind?” She gulped her beer.

“Oh, just a little spell to liven things up,” Simon replied. “Let's get this place partying.” He opened his little black book. It was titled, Spells and Incantations by Nicholas Blair Esquire. He flipped through the pages. “This book by Nicky is just so good. It's no wonder it was a bestseller in the inferno...Here is a good spell—Raising the dead in three easy steps.”

To be continued