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Dekkon smiled as he walked up to Ethan's door. He was quite pleased with his progress with Willow and Lilah. Perhaps he'd share her with Ethan once all the others were dead. He knocked.
Ethan opened the door, trying not to look like he wasn't still stoned on pain medication. He looked at the young man in front of him for a second, then looked around behind him. "Rather figured you'd have Lilah along when I saw you again."
"I move slower than you but leave her just as confused," Dekkon shrugged. "I could describe bending her over the desk, whipping her with a belt and taking her roughly if you wish to whack off."
Ethan chuckled. "Thanks but no, mate. I doubt I'd be able to fully enjoy it right now." He moved aside for Dekkon to come in. "Drink?"
"Yes, thank you," Dekkon nodded, walking in. "You'll have her again, Ethan. Keeping her confused and wanting me causes her to doubt the Watcher. Eventually that will break apart."
Ethan shrugged. "If she comes back, that's fine. She wasn't anything important." He still felt a strange twinge when he said that.
Dekkon smiled and sat down. "I've made progress with the witch. I am the helpless young man in need of rescue. The young wolf who needs a guiding leash. Soon, I'll be there constantly. Then you'll have your Ripper back. Headaches, nose bleeds, confusion. He'll come running."
Ethan grinned. "Now that's a prize I look forward to." He got a German lager out for Dekkon and gave it to him. "So have you heard about the murders?"
"Ja, is all over the streets and demon areas," Dekkon nodded. "Word is that it is a demon with a handsome human face. Almost killed the brat."
"Oh that would be a blow Ripper would need help getting over." Ethan chuckled. " Any thoughts on who it is? Eve seems eager to meet this chap."
"I bet," Dekkon nodded. "He'd fit in well if a deal could be made. Not sure what he's after other than blood and terror. Tell me, Ethan, why Ripper? Why risk this so often?"
Ethan looked off into space for a moment. "It's hard to explain. Rather like trying to tell people what it's like to have a wolf inside I'd imagine."
Dekkon frowned. "Hmmm, I suppose. Would poets call it love, do you think?"
"Love doesn't cover it. Obsession is a word that works." Ethan grinned.
"Ah, that I can understand!" Dekkon grinned, raising his glass. "Love and hate is very close together at times. Did Eve tell you why I wish all of them dead but the witch to suffer?"
"No, but then I usually don't ask for motives, just the money." Ethan sipped at a drink he already had on the coffee table.
Dekkon smirked and nodded. "Her first boyfriend fell for another werewolf. Like called to like. Willow and he killed her. That was my sister."
"Ah. Well, loyalty to family is always a good reason to do anything.." Ethan refilled his glass. "Unless of course the family is the reason for the hate."
Dekkon laughed and nodded. "Werewolves are close by nature. Now how do we work on your Ripper? What is his weakness? Magic energy or power?"
"His weakness is his sense of duty. He may love deeply, and be powerful and all of that. But it's his need to do what's right that keeps him from his full potential." Ethan leaned back in his seat. "Getting around that is the challenge."
Dekkon frowned. "Destiny of duty is difficult to break. Suggestions? Guilt? Rage? The conditioning he went through?"
Ethan thought. "The conditioning only reinforced what was there." He looked into his glass. "I almost had him a few times. You saw how easily Ripper is brought out. It's keeping him out that's the problem."
Dekkon pondered. "A threat to his duty? He would sacrifice himself easily, would he not?"
Ethan nodded. "In a heartbeat. That Slayer of his used to beat him almost as much as anyone they faced to keep him from doing something stupid and noble."
"Then perhaps finding a way to cause him to sacrifice the Watcher side to keep his women safe?" Dekkon suggested. "He is with witch and gypsy Slayer."
"Now that could serve both of us well if we handle it right." Ethan chuckled at the thought. "I might even let you keep the pet for yourself after it's all over" He smiled. "With visiting rights of course."
"Of course," Dekkon laughed. "So, put your evil mind to work. I will begin working on breaking him down. Will be good when we are done."
Ethan opened the door, trying not to look like he wasn't still stoned on pain medication. He looked at the young man in front of him for a second, then looked around behind him. "Rather figured you'd have Lilah along when I saw you again."
"I move slower than you but leave her just as confused," Dekkon shrugged. "I could describe bending her over the desk, whipping her with a belt and taking her roughly if you wish to whack off."
Ethan chuckled. "Thanks but no, mate. I doubt I'd be able to fully enjoy it right now." He moved aside for Dekkon to come in. "Drink?"
"Yes, thank you," Dekkon nodded, walking in. "You'll have her again, Ethan. Keeping her confused and wanting me causes her to doubt the Watcher. Eventually that will break apart."
Ethan shrugged. "If she comes back, that's fine. She wasn't anything important." He still felt a strange twinge when he said that.
Dekkon smiled and sat down. "I've made progress with the witch. I am the helpless young man in need of rescue. The young wolf who needs a guiding leash. Soon, I'll be there constantly. Then you'll have your Ripper back. Headaches, nose bleeds, confusion. He'll come running."
Ethan grinned. "Now that's a prize I look forward to." He got a German lager out for Dekkon and gave it to him. "So have you heard about the murders?"
"Ja, is all over the streets and demon areas," Dekkon nodded. "Word is that it is a demon with a handsome human face. Almost killed the brat."
"Oh that would be a blow Ripper would need help getting over." Ethan chuckled. " Any thoughts on who it is? Eve seems eager to meet this chap."
"I bet," Dekkon nodded. "He'd fit in well if a deal could be made. Not sure what he's after other than blood and terror. Tell me, Ethan, why Ripper? Why risk this so often?"
Ethan looked off into space for a moment. "It's hard to explain. Rather like trying to tell people what it's like to have a wolf inside I'd imagine."
Dekkon frowned. "Hmmm, I suppose. Would poets call it love, do you think?"
"Love doesn't cover it. Obsession is a word that works." Ethan grinned.
"Ah, that I can understand!" Dekkon grinned, raising his glass. "Love and hate is very close together at times. Did Eve tell you why I wish all of them dead but the witch to suffer?"
"No, but then I usually don't ask for motives, just the money." Ethan sipped at a drink he already had on the coffee table.
Dekkon smirked and nodded. "Her first boyfriend fell for another werewolf. Like called to like. Willow and he killed her. That was my sister."
"Ah. Well, loyalty to family is always a good reason to do anything.." Ethan refilled his glass. "Unless of course the family is the reason for the hate."
Dekkon laughed and nodded. "Werewolves are close by nature. Now how do we work on your Ripper? What is his weakness? Magic energy or power?"
"His weakness is his sense of duty. He may love deeply, and be powerful and all of that. But it's his need to do what's right that keeps him from his full potential." Ethan leaned back in his seat. "Getting around that is the challenge."
Dekkon frowned. "Destiny of duty is difficult to break. Suggestions? Guilt? Rage? The conditioning he went through?"
Ethan thought. "The conditioning only reinforced what was there." He looked into his glass. "I almost had him a few times. You saw how easily Ripper is brought out. It's keeping him out that's the problem."
Dekkon pondered. "A threat to his duty? He would sacrifice himself easily, would he not?"
Ethan nodded. "In a heartbeat. That Slayer of his used to beat him almost as much as anyone they faced to keep him from doing something stupid and noble."
"Then perhaps finding a way to cause him to sacrifice the Watcher side to keep his women safe?" Dekkon suggested. "He is with witch and gypsy Slayer."
"Now that could serve both of us well if we handle it right." Ethan chuckled at the thought. "I might even let you keep the pet for yourself after it's all over" He smiled. "With visiting rights of course."
"Of course," Dekkon laughed. "So, put your evil mind to work. I will begin working on breaking him down. Will be good when we are done."