Vampire Hunters

With our back story out of the way, it is now time to travel into the future two thousand twenty years after the rising of Christ. My brother and I were no longer in Israel we moved all over the world and now resided in the heart of the United States in Kansas City. We work for the Federal Bureau of Investigations in a small department called the Abnormal Investigations Unit. The unit consists of six Field Agents and an Intelligence Analyst. The unit's mission is to keep the underworld from intertwining with the human world.

The underworld is any creature that isn't human, so demons, vampires, werewolves, witches, and warlocks. Let me give a little background knowledge about these creatures. There are over a hundred different types of demons, and we put these into five major categories. 1) Worker demons, are the weakest and lowest class of demons. 2) Infesters, these demons are known to infest areas at a time normally anywhere between ten to a hundred demons. 3) Warrior demons, are the most common type we deal with. They like to fight and kill anything they can get their hands on. 4) Drudes, also known as sleep demons, they travel into people's sleep and kill them while they are sleeping. These are probably the most difficult to catch. 5) Master Demons or leaders of the armies. Lucifer, Legion, and Alecto are the three highest-ranking commanders.

There are three classes of vampires, 1) Motetz Dam, which is newborn vampires less than a century old. 2) Legacior, normally these are the elders. Jake and I would be in the classification. 3) Nosferatu, these vampires are normally the most vicious and vile. They hunt in packs, they are the infester of the vampires. There are only two classifications of werewolves. 1) Shape-shifters, normally change into wolf-like creatures during full moons. They normally hunt animals, but rarely will they attack humans. 2) Lycan, these werewolves don't fully shape-shift. Their teeth and nails grow but still have all the abilities of the Shape-shifters. These werewolves normally hunt humans, mostly children.

There are three classifications of Witches and Warlocks, 1) Novice users, these are new to the craft and haven't mastered the art. 2) Intermediate users, have started to master the art of witchcraft but haven't completely mastered it. 3) Masters or advanced users, are the most skilled and have mastered the majority of the craft. Now with a little knowledge of demons and other creatures, it's time to get to the main story.

I woke up in my bedroom, which had dark black walls, a light tan carpet, and a king-size bed with a blood-red and black bed set. At the foot of the bed, there was a giant wooden oak chest. It was filled with old scrolls and weapons which I had collected over the centuries. I have artifacts from ancient Rome, Israel, Europe, and the Colonies. Some of the weapons are the crucifixion nails that were used on Christ, silver daggers, witches' blood, demon venom, holy water, and iron daggers.

Next to the bed between the window and the left side of the bed, there was a nightstand where I kept my badge, cuffs, and the agency-issued Glock 23 in the drawer. On top was a night lamp, an alarm clock which I always had set for six in the morning, and my cellphone which I had plugged in. Next to the nightstand was a window it had dark maroon curtains that blocked the light that came into the room. In front of the bed against the wall, there was a large wooden four-drawer dresser on top I had a large sixty-five-inch TV. In the dresser, I had socks, underwear, shorts, and t-shirts. On the other side of the bed, there was a walk-in closet that was lined on both sides with suits and ties. On the floor under the suits were dress shoes and sneakers lined against the wall. In the rear of the closet hung up on the wall were swords, rifles, rope, a couple of bows, and arrows.

Then next to the closet was the bathroom, nothing special it has a toilet, a bathtub, and a sink. I turned my head to see the time on my alarm clock, it said 6:10 AM. I got out of my bed and made it. I started to drag my feet as I made my way to the bathroom. when I got in I turned on the water to the shower and brushed my teeth as I waited for the water to warm up. When I finished I undressed and entered the shower. I finished after a little bit and exited, I grabbed the towel which I had hanging on the towel hook next to the shower. I dried off and exited the bathroom naked.

My friend Tim was sitting on my bed staring at the bathroom. He looked me up and then down. He laughed and asked, "A little cold are ya?"

I quickly covered my groin with the towel. I wrapped the towel and tucked the corner between me and the towel. I shook my head and walked into my closet closing it behind me. I cracked open the door and stuck out my hand.

"Hey Tim, can you hand me a pair of underwear and socks?" Tim laughed and walked over to my dresser, opened it, and grabbed the underwear and socks. He walked over to me and handed them to me.

"I'm gonna be downstairs while you get dressed." He turned and exited my room, he closed the door behind him. I dropped the towel and slid on my underwear. I opened the door, went over to my bed, and put on my socks. I went back to the closet and looked through the suits, I picked a black suit with an ivory white shirt. I start to put on the pants and shirt, and I tossed the jacket onto the bed. I grabbed a red and blue striped tie and a dark brown leather belt. I slid the belt through the loops and the buckle. I then tied the tie around my collar and pulled it tight enough to touch my skin.

I looked around my room to make sure everything was clean before I grabbed a pair of brown leather dress shoes. I put them on and walked over to the nightstand. I picked up my phone, I had a text from Jake. It said Tim is here. He's coming up. I replied, Thanks, a little late tho. I unplugged it and slid the phone into my right front pocket. I pulled open the drawer and grabbed my wallet with my left hand and my agency credentials with my right. Simultaneously I slid my wallet into my left back pocket and tossed the credentials onto the bed next to the jacket. I then clipped my eagle and shield onto my belt along with my handcuffs. I pulled my pistol out of the drawer and attached it to my belt I unholstered my pistol and placed it on the nightstand.

I grabbed the extra magazine I had and check it, I then slid it into the magazine pouch in front of my holster. I picked up my pistol and dropped the magazine and checked it to make sure it was loaded. I then pulled back on the slide to check if a bullet was chambered. I slid the slide forward and holstered it. I walked over to the edge of the bed and looked up to make sure I closed the drawer. I didn't, so I raised my hand and twisted my wrist a little and the drawer slammed shut. I slid my jacket on and placed my credentials in my inner breast pocket.

I left my room and made my way downstairs. Where my brother and Tim were looking at Jake's phone laughing. Jake looked up at me, he was leaning against the kitchen bar which was between the kitchen and the living room. "James, you need to watch this video it's so cute."

"I swear if it's another one of those cat videos I swear to god I'm gonna hit you," I said as Jake turned his phone around to me. The video was of a little kitten playing with someone's foot which was under the sheets. I just stared at Jake unpleasantly. "I don't understand how you can find that funny."

"It's not that it's funny, it's cute," Tim said and I walked over to the fridge, I opened it. I looked into it for a while, I then grabbed a bag of blood and stuck the spiking point of the IV bag in my mouth. I ripped it off and spit the plastic into the trash can and started to suck the blood out of the bag. I looked at Tim who was looking at me in disgust.

"What?" I asked and Tim shook his head and leaned back in the chair.

"I have known you for ten centuries and that is still disgusting," Tim said. Tim was a master warlock with over a thousand years of experience. He was six-foot-five inches tall, with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. We met him in England in the eleventh century during the dark ages. He was a good friend, and he also worked for the FBI. He was a field agent just like my brother and I. Jake walked into the living room and sat on the couch. He picked up the remote, pressed a button, and turned on the TV.

The news was on, and the meteorologist was going through the forecast. Then in big red letters appeared on the screen, Breaking News, then it changed to the main anchor. She said, "Three more bodies found in serial killing in south KC, off of 74th and Harrison st. Police say the bodies look like they have been gnawed by animals..."

My phone buzzed, I pulled it out of my pocket, it was a text from Assistant Director McCall. It said We have a case, need you and Jake in the office.

"I have received a text from McCall, he needs us in," I said to Jake, who turned off the TV. He got up from the couch and made his way to the kitchen counter. He picked up his wallet and keys from the wooden bowl we kept on the counter of the bar. Tim went out of our front door closing it behind him. Jake stopped by the door at the coat rack we kept next to the front door. He reached up and out, and he grabbed his jacket from the rack. He then opened the door and left, I followed after him after I grabbed my keys from the bowl.

When I left the house I turned to lock the door. I then made my way to my car, a beautiful 1972 Chevrolet Monte Carlo two-door convertible. It had a matte black exterior with a black and red leather interior. Under the hood, it had a six hundred thirty-two cubic inch, ten-point one-liter four-cylinder engine with a nos hookup. When I got into my car I looked at Jake who started his 2014 Ford GT Mustang, which had a blood-red exterior. We started our cars, Jake's car sounded like a kitten compared to mine. When I turned the key to start it, it roared like a lion in the Savannah.

Tim was the first one to leave in his 1999 Pontiac Firebird, which had a dark blue body. Then Jake left and shortly after him I left. Soon after we left we made it to the Kansas City Field Office. When I got to the security gate I pulled out my credentials from the inner breast pocket of the jacket. I opened the leather-type wallet and raised it for the guard to see it. He waved me through the gate. I placed it back into my inner pocket as I drove through the gate. I parked in an empty spot near the front door of the building. I got out of my car and locked it. I made my way to the door When I heard some yell at me from behind.

"Hey wait, hold that door." The voice said from behind me. I turned and saw my friend Andre jogging towards me as I held the door. Andre Vladimir, was the same age as me, well the same age as my human age which was twenty-six. He was shorter than me but only by an inch, he was also a tad wider in the torso than me but not by much. We can fit in each other's clothes. He was born in Russia and adopted into America when he was only a year old. He had shoulder-length curly dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He had been with the FBI for about three years, and he is an intelligence analyst.

"Ah, Andre. How are you?" I asked him when we entered the door. I followed after him.

"Pretty good, just got called in by McCall. How about you?" He responded.

"Oh you know, doing great. Just another beautiful day in the FBI." I said as I smiled. We made our way to an elevator and went up to the third floor. Which was where the AIU was located in the building. We entered one of the large conference rooms that were next to the elevator. In the center of the room and a large oval table with ten chairs around it. It had a projector screen on the wall adjacent to the door. Andre sat in a chair that was right inside the door at the table. In the room, there was Assistant Director McCall, Jake, Tim, Andre, and I. I sat in between Jake and Andre.

"Okay, since we have everyone.." McCall started as I cut him off.

"Umm, sir what about Agent Collins," I asked as I open the case file that was in front of me.

"Agent Collins and the new agent are already at the crime scene. As I was saying, this has been the fifth attack in the Kansas City area and this one isn't that far away from home. We don't have much to go on just each attack has left three to five victims. It looks like it's a vampire attack however we haven't seen any activity from the local nests. Agent Dilsin?" He explained. My brother and I looked up at him.

"Yes?" We both replied. He looked at me.

"God, I need to label you two. James, What are your thoughts since your senior agent?" McCall asked me, I started to look through the case file at the pictures. I looked up at him and shrugged.

"I have no idea, sir. It looks like a vampire attack, but in my many years of hunting, it could be anything. We will know more once the autopsy is done and we review the crime scene." I said as he nodded.

"If that's the case I want you three to go to the scene, Agent Shepard I want you to switch out with Agent Harper. Jake, go with your brother and pick up Agent Harper and see if you can go question anyone in the area that might know anything. James, you will be responsible to train her until her FTO period is over. Any questions?" He explained. We all nodded, McCall then left the room. Jake started to look through the case file.

"If you want you can go to the scene we will be right behind you," I said to Tim, I looked at Jake who was still reading through the file. Tim got up and left the room.

Andre leaned towards me, "Hey I'm gonna go to my office. If you need me just shoot me a call." I nodded when he got up and left the room. Jake looked up at me and slid a picture toward me. I picked it up and looked at it closely. It was the neck of one of the victims from the field review of the body, it had six teeth-like holes five were in a star shape and one was in the middle of the star. I looked up at him with a confused look.

"That's not a vampire bite James." He said as he got up from the table and walked over to me. He grabbed the picture and leaned against the table. I started to think about what it could be.

"The only thing I could think of is that it's a Titan attack, but we haven't seen one in what, four hundred years?" I said as I got up and we started to make our way out of the door and to the elevator. I just shook my head as we rode the elevator down to the first floor, where we got off.

"It could be possible, I mean yeah we haven't seen one since the colonial days but that doesn't mean they aren't in hiding," Jake said as we started our way to the rear of the building where the agency-issued vehicles are. Jake stopped by a little window near the end of the hall which was a room where they stored the vehicle keys. I exited the back door and waited outside for Jake. He then came outside and walked over to a Chevy Equinox and opened the driver-side door. Before he got in he looked at me. "You coming?"

I made my way to the car and got in. I laid the file on the dash as I buckled my seat belt. Jake got in and turned on the car, he looked at me as he buckled his seat belt. He then turned his head to glare out the rear window as he shifted the car into reverse. He backed out of the spot and shifted into drive. He turned his head to the front and drove out the guarded gate of the parking lot. I picked up the file off the dash and started to investigate the photos that were within.

I picked up photos of all three victims' necks. Only one had what looked like a Titan bite. Which didn't make sense to me, since Titans only drain their victims of their blood through the neck. Titans are in the warrior class, Titans will kill and kill until they are stopped. They all pretty much look the same, they are normally three-foot to four-foot in height, they don't have arms but their tail will grip their victims as they drink, they have five teeth three on top and two on the bottom, and a single fang-like tongue that will pierce the victim and they can drink the blood like drinking from a straw. The saliva of the Titan is very venomous a single drop can paralyze an elephant. Their face looks like a horrifically mutated turtle.

We made it to the crime scene I placed the pictures back into the file and tossed them back on the dash. Jake parked behind one of our Equinoxes. We got out of the vehicle, and Jake showed one of the patrol officers his badge. They lifted up the crime scene tape, we ducked and entered the scene. We made our way into the house, Tim, Zachariah, and the new agent were inside the house next to a human size blood pool.

Zachariah Collins is a friend of ours, he is younger than Andre by a year, and he was my height and skinny only a hundred thirty pounds. He has dirty blonde short hair and brown eyes. He was holding a chocolate chip frappuccino as he always does. I walked up to him and stuck out my hand. He extended his arm and shook my hand.

"How are you, James?" He asked. I nodded and looked at Tim.

"I'm good thanks for asking. So I don't think this is a vampire attack. Jake found that in one of the pictures that the CSI sent over with the case file, there were six holes in the victim's neck in the shape of a star. I have a hunch that it's a Titan that did this." I said as I looked at the new agent. She was beautiful but I had a feeling I knew her from somewhere I just couldn't put my finger on it. She had long ginger-red hair which she had up in a military bun. She had beautiful blue eyes, blue like the sky on a clear sunny day. She was about five foot five, a buck thirty at most in weight. She was skinny but at the same time was shaped like a goddess in other places.

"You must be Agent James Dilsin?" She asked as I nodded.

"Yes, and this is my brother Jake, and you are?" I asked as I extended my arm for a handshake. She smiled and shook my hand.

"Agent Mariah Harper, I graduated top of my class in Quantico." She said with a smile as her eyes glistened in the room lighting.

"Mariah? We knew a Mariah many years ago, but she was killed in a witch trial. You do look familiar tho." Jake said as Mariah looked down at my feet and looked back up at my eyes.

"I get that a lot, I must have one of those faces. So you said a titan, didn't Titans go extinct almost four hundred years ago?" She asked me as I looked at her with a confused look, it's not normal for a human to know about demons without being a hunter. I tried to read her mind but I couldn't get in. It felt like someone was using a spell to keep me out of her mind.

"Yeah, how did you know?" I asked her, she did a quick shrug and then gave me an innocent look.

"I came across them in my demonology reading." She said as I had a flashback to four hundred years before in 1692. In the middle of the Salem Witch Trials, we were in the house of Mariah Brixton. She was the witch that agent Harper reminded me of. It was of Ms. Brixton holding an old demonology book from the early 1200s. I looked back at agent Harper, with uncertainty.

"Very well, I'm glad you came prepared. Zach and Tim can you go to the morgue and talk to Doc, see if he found anything abnormal. Ask if he found any type of venom in the victim's blood that could cause paralysis. Agent Harper, you'll be with my brother and I until after your FTO time." I said as they all nodded, Zach and Tim left leaving Mariah, Jake, and me at the crime scene. I looked at Jake then at Mariah then back to Jake.

"Let's head to Bob's, he isn't too far from here he possibly heard something. Knowing him, he probably has heard something." I said as Jake nodded and we made our way to the car. When we did I stopped at the passenger side door, I waited for Mariah to get into the car before I opened my door. We made our way a couple miles west of the crime scene to an old pawn shop, BOB'S PAWN WE BUY GOLD, the sign out front said. Mariah and I exited the vehicle when I stopped her.

"Just so you know, Bob is a special person, he doesn't think quite straight," I said to her.

"Okay," She said softly. We made our way into the pawnshop. An old man was leaning against the glass case that housed the handguns Bob sold.

"Is Bob here?" I asked as I walked over to the old man. He nodded and went into a back room and then came out this husky man. It was Bob, he was five-four and over three hundred pounds. Bald with graying eyebrows, and green eyes.

"It's good to see you, James, what do you need?" He asked as Mariah was looking around the shop. I looked at her and then back to Bob.

"We are working a case not too far from here. I believe it's a Titan we are dealing with, have you heard anything?" I asked Bob he looked down at the case as he was thinking. He shook his head as he looked up.

"Nah, last time I heard anything on a titan was when I gave you the blood of the victim of the last one so you could kill it. That was what 1692 or something like that. Also, who is the redhead, is she dinner?" He said jokingly as he laughed. I looked at Mariah who was looking at the TVs Bob had near the front. I looked back at Bob and then spoke.

"A new agent, I have to train her. However, she seems familiar, but I just can't pinpoint where I know her." I said as Jake came into the pawnshop. He came up to me and Bob.

"Hey Bob, do you have my order ready?" He asked, Bob smiled and pulled out a brown blanket-wrapped box, he opened the box and pulled out a medium-sized jar of blood.

"Absolutely, one jar of Hell Hound blood. You have the payment?" He said as Jake pulled out an ancient Greek Drachma and handed it to Bob. Bob then placed the jar back into the box and slid it to Jake. I looked at Jake as he looked at me with a smile. I then looked back at Mariah who was walking towards us.

"So anything to help with the case?" She asked as she stopped and stood in between Jake and I.

"No Ma'am, but I will look into it. Nothing happens in this world without me hearing about it." Bob said as these two young men came in probably mid to late teens. "If you three will excuse me I have some selling to do, man witchcraft sure has been blowing up among the teens in these past couple of years," Bob said as he walked over to the young men. We left the pawnshop, and Jake placed the box on the floor in the back seat. He drove to our house where we went in and sat in the living room. I pulled out my phone and texted Tim, Hey, when you are done with Doc come over to our place, and let's work this case out.

I placed my phone on the coffee table in front of the couch. Jake pulled over a couple of our dining room table chairs and placed them on the other side of the coffee table. Mariah sat in one of the chairs Jake placed down. She stared at me with a smile on her face as I placed the pictures from the file on the table. I looked up at her who was still smiling.

"Yes?" I said as I leaned back into the couch.

"Oh, nothing. You have a nice house by the way." She looked down and the smile went away. I looked at her trying to figure out why she looked so familiar. There was a knock on the door. Jake opened it, Tim and Zach were standing on the front porch. They came in and sat in the empty spots, Zach sat in the chair next to Mariah and Tim sat on the couch. Jake sat in the recliner that was next to me.

"So what did Doc Say?" Jake asked. Tim pulled out a small test tube with a clear liquid and placed it on the table.

"Doc found this on the edge of the neck wound of one of the victims. He had a sample that he sent to the lab, but if it is Titan saliva the lab won't be able to pin it." Tim said as Mariah leaned forward.

"So that's where we come in, we will probably have to do a tracking spell to find the Titan if it is," Mariah said as I looked at her in surprise. Then it hit me like a freight train going full speed.

"Mariah?" I asked as she looked at me with a smile.

"Yes, James?" She said as I looked at Jake who was still confused. Then the confusion switched to a look of shock.

"You two look like you saw a ghost," Zach said. I shook my head as I got up and moved around the table to Mariah.

"Nope, just an old friend that they thought was dead," Mariah explained as she got up and hugged me. Jake got up and walked over and hugged her.

"How? I thought you burned at the stake?" Jake asked her as I went back around the table and sat on the couch. She shook her head and sat down.

"You used a blocking spell on yourself so I couldn't read your mind, you knew I would try. What I don't understand is why?" I asked as I looked at Jake and Mariah. She looked at me and smiled.

"Well remember the day we were tied to the stakes and the fire was lit," Jake and I nodded. "Well I used a spell that transported all three of us to safety and I placed the spell on myself to keep you two safe. Since you couldn't read my mind you couldn't find me." She said as Zach leaned in and looked at me.

"Wait, is this the witch you fell in love with, and then she died and you became depressed?" Zach asked as everyone looked at me. I looked around at everyone then at Zach.

"I am not depressed, I just haven't felt myself for the last almost four hundred years. I did fall madly in love with her and then she died, and now she's back." I said as Jake snickered at me. I turned to him and said, "And what was that for?"

"Dude, every time you talk about her you almost cry," He said as Mariah laughed.

"Can we get back on the case at hand please everyone can emotionally attack James later," Tim said as he got up from the couch and made his way up the few steps to our kitchen. He opened up the cabinets and pulled out a large metal bowl and different seasonings placing them in the bowl. He came back to the coffee table. I moved the pictures and placed them back in the case file. He placed the bowl on the table, then made his way to our TV stand and opened a drawer, and pulled out two knives, two small wooden bowls, and our altar cloth. He placed them on the table next to the bowl.

"Do you guys have three white candles, two red ones, and an orange one, along with some milk wood and Wolfsbane?" Tim asked as he sat on the couch. I started to lay the altar cloth flat.

"Yeah should be up in my room, I'll be right back," Jake said as he got up and went upstairs to his room which was across from mine. I placed the metal bowl in the center of the altar cloth with the athame on one side and the silver dagger on the other side. I then took the two wooden bowls and placed them diagonally from each other on either side of the metal bowl. I took out the seasonings and placed them off of the cloth on the table. They were rosemary, salt, thyme, and sage. Jake came back down with the candles and the herbs he handed them to Tim who handed me the herbs. I placed them on the table next to the spices. Tim then placed the candles on the far side of the bowl. White, red, white, red, white he placed them, then he placed the orange one behind the center white one farther away from the bowl.

"Okay, this is your first spell casting with us, Zach. We only need one thing from you for this spell." I said as I picked up the athame and held out my hand.

"What's that?" Zach asked as he looked around at each of us.

"Blood, this spell calls for the blood of a virgin," I said as I reached for Zach's hand.

"But I'm not a virgin, far from it," Zach said.

"Not a sexual virgin, when a spell asks for the blood of a virgin it's talking about the blood of someone that hasn't been used in a spell," Tim said as he picks up the wooden bowl which was the farthest away from him.

"Oh, okay. Just be quick please." Zach said as he reached his hand out. I grabbed it and placed the athame blade in his hand. I pulled the blade cutting his hand.

"Ouch," Zach said in pain. I could smell the fresh blood as it dripped into the wooden bowl that Tim was holding. Once the bowl was about a third of the way filled I released Zach's hand, and he pulled it away. Tim then placed the bowl back in the corner being careful not to spill any blood. I placed the athame down and picked up the silver dagger and sliced out my hand and poured the blood into the other wooden bowl. When I finished I placed the silver dagger back down.

I looked at my hand which started to rapidly heal. I looked up at Tim and nodded, he raised his hand and focused his energy on the orange candle.

"Luminis igne," Tim said as the candle lit with a flame. He then picked up the orange candle and started to light the five candles.

"In hac flamma et lux in quinque elementa. In elementum ignis." Tim said as he lit the first white candle.

"Elementum aquae. Quod est elementum terrae," Tim spoke as he lit the first red and the center white candles.

"Elementum vitae, et quod ex aere," Tim said as he lit the last red and white candles. He placed the orange candle back behind the center candle. He tossed in the milkwood and wolfsbane. He picked up the bowl which had Zach's blood and poured it over the herbs. He picked up the salt and opened it.

"Ego utor spirituum deos track daemonem," Tim spoke in tongue as he sprinkled the salt over the blood. I then grabbed the sage and tossed it in as he picked up the thyme. He sprinkled the thyme and picked up the rosemary, and the bowl of my blood.

"Et de potestate deorum, Ostende mihi locus in daemonium," He said as he poured the blood and rosemary simultaneously. He then picked up the vial of Titan saliva and poured it into the bowl. He placed the vial down next to the cloth, and he then picked up the orange candle.

"locus revelare," He said as the wax from the melting candle dripped into the large bowl. We all leaned in and glanced in the bowl. The wax drops moved together with the location of the Titan.

"That's cool," Zach said as he leaned back. He looked at Tim, "Can you teach me that?"

"Really?" Tim asked as he leaned back into the couch staring at Zach. Tim looked at me then back at Zach.

"I mean not anyone can perform witchcraft. You either have to be born into a witchcraft-using family, have a blood ritual done with a witch or warlock, or be a vampire. Neither Jake nor I am going to change you into a vampire for you to use magic." I said to Zach as a look of disappointment came across his face.

"However, if you want I can do a trace in your bloodline for a witch or warlock in your family. If that comes back negative I will think about doing a blood ritual with you. It will have to be after this case tho because the blood of the victims is slowly decomposing. Deal?" Tim asked Zach as he reached out his hand. Zach nodded and then he took Tim's hand and shook it. We got up from our seats and made our way toward the door. Tim stopped and turned around, he snapped his fingers, and the stuff on the tables vanished.