A boy with blonde hair and eyes the colour of the depths of the dark oceans stood watching, he studied the woman walking with a laundry basket under her arm; he didn’t know why he was told to kill her because she looked so much like his Lord but he wasn’t one to disobey all the time. The boy held out one of his pale hands as if to pinch the woman to death from where he stood watching her from the top of the town’s church, no one saw him but then again no mortal, no normal human could see him unless he allowed it and he was not close enough for the woman to sense him either.

He turned his eyes to a boy that caught his attention, he looked familiar somehow but he didn’t know why, he was sure that he had seen that black hair before, those green eyes that drew him in but he couldn’t remember ever meeting the sad smile he saw with who he believed were his friends. Michael kept watching and saw the other boy and girl talk to this boy, this boy that he couldn’t place.

To Michael it seemed like they were trying to cheer him up but the boy only acted like it was working, then he saw something that reminded him of himself, it had only been a twitch of the hand but he had also seen the twitch that the boys left eye had done, it was like he had just had a sharp pain. Michael knew that pain, he too lived with eyes that burned, that showed him things that could not have happened before, maybe he had seen the boy with his eyes once; maybe that was how he knew him.

He looked around and watched but he could not see the man he was sent here to kill, he only saw the woman and the children and of course the black dogs the children played with as if they were harmless puppies. He kept his watch as he has done for the past few days, leaving to eat and sleep and returning, but he has not seen the man once since he had started; if the man was not there then there was no reason to kill the woman, no excuse that could be used to get rid of the orphanage that has been a thorn in his masters sides for so long.

A startled gasp drew his attention down to the street below, he saw a young woman looking at him, pointing at him to show two others that he was there and they too saw him. Michael did not care about them, humans would not see him and he could tell that they were not a threat to him, they were too weak to even move him from where he stood so he resumed watching the orphanage and ignored them.

Cense had been the one to see the boy and pointed at him to get Lou and Mag to see him to, they could tell that he wasn’t bothered that they knew he was there. Mag looked in the direction he was looking and saw the forest, he was looking at the orphanage and she wanted to know why, “We need to get the boy, soon” she said aloud, though only loud enough for her sisters to hear.

“We can’t even get past the woods, what makes you think we can get past the witch that’s protecting him?” Lou asked but the confidence her sister displayed told her that she had a plan. “We’ll go into the woods and offer a deal, we’ll say we have information she needs but we’ll only tell her if she shows us the boy” Cense turned her attention from the boy on the church to her sister, “You w-want to t-tell the boy w-who h-h-he is” now Lou understood her sisters plan, if the boy knew that they were sent by his mother to bring him to her then he would come with them all on his own.

Lou’s understanding smile didn’t adorn her face long though, “What if she already knows she’s being watched, I mean she does have those dogs running around those trees, she could already know the boys up there?” now Mag too let her confidence fall but she tried to hide that fact as she slowly started towards the tree line.

Michael saw the three witches walk towards the trees, “They might tell her about me watching her” he thought and didn’t take long to decide, “No matter, she’s weak to” and he went back to watching the orphanage in silence.

Michael stood and watched until the phone in his pocket rang, he picked it up and held it to his ear, “The other hunters are coming, they will be there in a few days” was all that was said before it hung up, he might have been her second but he never spoke to her because he didn’t like his older sister. Michael only listened to father and because he could hear father talking to him just like his sisters could he didn’t have to ever say anything to anyone he didn’t want to.

Deciding to take a closer look at the orphanage and to test its defences Michael jumped down from the church and landed as if he had just jumped from a single step, he didn’t wait to walk to the far side of the woods, “I’ll go around back” he thought to himself as he walked.