"Well, well, well, look who decided to show up." Sam said, foiling Uriel's attempt to hide behind a wall.
"I was busy," He stepped outside his would be hideout as soon as the crimson glimr disappeared when dusa shut her eyes to make it safe for him to get nearby. Then Uriel continued speaking pretending the fact that he was spotted didn't irk him. "It's been a long ti."
"Not as long as you think." Sam chuckled, his handso face eerily illuminated by the gleam of his eyes. Uriel didn't miss the fact that Sam was barefoot, but his feet wouldn't touch the ground as he hovered above it probably thanks to the orichalcum earring.
Still, he wondered just how much flux energy did he possess since before Water warlock joined him, Sam would have trouble to keep it active for more than a few minutes.
"If you're still here, then I guess dusa's trait doesn't affect you."
"Your guess is correct." Sam replied in a solemn and arrogant tone of voice, making it clear he thought himself to be above the rest of them.
"And if we're still here, it ans you don't an to kill us... correct?" Uriel dubiously asked.
"Who knows..." Sam spoke as his golden eyes glead a little brighter, a sign that he was deeply enjoying himself and wasn't worried in the slightest.
"Cut the crap, we all know you've had many opportunities to kill us. I don't know what ga you're playing, but we took a risk staying behind just to save you. The least we deserve is the truth. Do you want to take control of this city? Make the perfect soldier? Build a dungeon?
Why are you doing all this?" Uriel's voice was the complete opposite of Sam's as he attempted to convey how worried he was for his friend, only Sam didn't take it that way.
"Save ? Save from what exactly? I took control of this city within hours of coming back and no one even tried to stop , but even if they did there was nothing they could have done to get in my way. I don't need saving. You, on the other hand..." Sam's voice had risen in volu and intensity, but then he let out a sigh and decided to answer Uriel's question.
"I dabbled with so experints, but I'm sure you already know they failed. Whenever a weak doppelganger attempts to steal a trait too powerful it simply pops like a soap bubble, on the other hand, nosferatus, wendigo s and eclipses don't possess a body which makes breeding hybrids impossible. About creating a dungeon... well, you're not wrong, but that's just a happy consequence of my actions.
I know you're aware of it by now, so don't bother playing dumb."
"If that's true, then it ans you brought us here for a reason." Luna stepped forward and spoke blatantly as it was her custom, then dusa butted in.
"Why are we here, Sam?"
"You caught , the reason why I brought you all here is because I want to bargain."
Uriel thought of all the possibilities trying to figure what Sam wanted before he said it. So far, he'd been ten steps ahead of them, but if Uriel managed to understand what did Sam truly want it would give them the advantage and make a difference in the outco.
Uriel didn't know the reason why, but he thought back at the ti where he spoke with the nosferatu, it gave him the exact sa feeling, like he was talking to an ancient being instead of his friend.
So far, Sam had made so many different movents both in human society and the cryptid world that keeping track of them was impossible. Uriel knew there had to be a connection, but finding it was like finding a strand of hay in a stack of needles. It was just as difficult, but maybe more painful as the amount of data he needed to cross reference was too much.
"You know exactly what we want, now tell us what do you want from us and let us be on our way." dusa muttered.
"That's not how things work and you know that. Where would be the fun in this if I spoiled it for you. I'll let each of you na sothing that you won't give up, if that happens to be the sa thing I want then I won't ask for it anymore. If it isn't, then it ans you don't care about it that much anyway and you should be able to give it to ."
Uriel's first instinct was to na the orichalcum dagger, since Water warlock used to reside in it and he thought maybe he wanted it back, but then he second guessed himself. The dagger was worthless as a weapon and just because it contained Water warlock for eons it didn't an it could be used to trap him against his will.
Uriel knew the purpose of the dagger was to allow Water warlock to hide in waiting for the 'strongest warrior' and not to trap himself. Water warlock claid he made the dagger himself and it would be absurd for a craftsman to create the object of his n demise.
"Why the need to play a ga?" dusa asked, to which Sam replied with an uncanny smile.
"Humor ."
"Then, I'll na the Pegasus." dusa said.
"Interesting choice, I didn't want it in the first place." Sam nodded.
"My research." Luna muttered and Sam's eyes widened for a second, but nodded nonetheless.
"I want to ask you sothing first." Uriel spoke calmly when he realized the only reason why Sam would ask them to na the thing they loved the most was to take it from them in order to hurt them. The Sam he knew and loved like a brother was nothing like the man in front of him, which al;so ant they had no reassurance that he would actually stick to his word.
"And why would I answer to any questions you have?"
"Humor ." He replied with a sarcastic smile.
"Guess I don't have a choice then." Sam replied showing the palms of his hands pretending to be helpless.
"How did you see Water warlock inside of ? You spoke directly to him, didn't you? What did he say? Can you still communicate with him?"
"That's a lot of questions, but... whatever. I take you won't be satisfied if I just say it was because of my trait so I'll explain a bit better. Back then, on Easter island, right after you killed my offspring and then fought each other, I was left on the verge of dying. It allowed to see past the veil, I saw the dungeon inside the dagger you're holding inside of you and I was able to see him too.
I can still see him whenever I want in case you're wondering, but I can't speak to him... or rather, he won't speak to ."
"Then I'll na Nika." Uriel replied with a confident grin. He knew it because he experienced it before. He knew that for whatever reason, Water warlock was helplessly infatuated with Nika.
"No!" Sam shouted as he channeled his trendous flux energy. "You weren't supposed to say that!"
"But I did." Uriel shrugged his shoulders, knowing that Sam's outburst was nothing but a tantrum and he would be unable to harm them.
"Change your answer! Do it and I'll make you rich beyond your imagination..."
"Nope, I figured it out, I figured everything out." Uriel mimicked Sam's arrogance in an annoying way just to return the favor.
"You leave no choice but to kill you then." Sam replied.
"You know exactly how things went back the last ti we fought, you ran with the tail between your legs."
"That's not true, I flew away with the flock and..."
"Cut the crap, I know you're not Sam," Uriel glared at the 'Sam' in front of him, knowing he wasn't wrong. "You're the horror rank skinwalker, aren't you?"
"Now you're speaking nonsense." Sam laughed so confidently it made Uriel doubt his own words, but then dusa butted in.
"It would make sense. Even when Water warlock was inside you, deep down you were still the sa Uriel and we all know Sam has always been a pervert and a coward. It would make sense for him to send soone in his stead while he watches from the distance."
"What reason is there for to be afraid if you can't even affect with your trait?" Sam scoffed, but now it was Luna's turn.
"I heard howls coming from the distance, but I didn't find the source. I thought it was Cassie, but I couldn't find her. It could have been a skinwalker mimicking the sounds to keep distracted."
"If that's the case, then why did he want us to get far from each other? What does Sam have to gain by keeping us separated?" Uriel asked leaving behind any doubts he may have had.
"Are you guys listening to yourselves, now you all sound deranged!" Sam tried to interrupt the conversation, but the hunters ignore him altogether and continued their discussion in spites of his efforts.
"Sam want us alive, but he doesn't want us to keep working together, then it ans..."
"He doesn't want us ddling in his business. He's keeping us distracted, which ans we can still do sothing to prevent whatever it is he's doing."
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