Artemis laid on the roof of the building and watched Adam and Damon from her sniper scope. They were outside in the courtyard, waiting for their contact. The Cross brothers were murmuring to each other, if the Huntress had to guess it was more than likely about how the deal would be going down.
She kept her body still but here eyes were in constant motion. Finally, after some time she spotted their visitors. They appeared before the pair in a puff of black smokes, "Brujas," Witches, Artemis muttered as she looked through her scope. She wanted to be able to shoot them at a moments notice should anything go south.
Adam greeted one of the witches with a hug and kiss on the cheek. 'Of course, he would find time to flirt and piss me off,' the Huntress thought as she rolled her eyes.
But it made sense that their contact would be witches, as today was All Hallow's Eve. The Huntress watched as Adam spoke with the two females. The blonde witch gave Adam a kiss on the lips, Artemis rolled her eyes again, but kept her eyes on Damon and the black haired witch. But they didn't really do anything.
After Adam's lovely reunion, the witches took off. They disappeared in another black whirlwind of smoke. With their departure, Artemis packed up her sniper rifle before she headed towards the fire escape that was behind her. She climbed down, and found the Cross brothers waiting for her.
"Well, what did they tell you?" Artemis asked as she looked at them with a raised eyebrow.
"They don't have any good information on the Blade, but they had few leads that seemed worth looking into," Adam replied as he moved towards the car that they had taken.
Artemis frowned in suspicion at his words. She looked at Damon, he gave her a shrug, and held his hand out. "I'll take your bag," he offered with a soft smile.
The Huntress placed the bag in his hand, together they made their way to the car. Her auburn hair swinging back and forth from the braid that she had styled it as. Damon opened the back door for the Huntress and allowed her to get inside, before he closed the door and put her rifle in the trunk. He joined his brother in the front.
"Happy Birthday, Darling," Zane greeted Artemis with a kiss to her temple.
Artemis smiled before she turned and gave her husband a kiss on the lips. Zane broke the kiss and smiled happily at his wife, "Do we have any plans for tonight?" he asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee.
The twenty-six year old witch, bit into a piece of toast. "We have dinner with our family. Then we have the coven meeting. Afterwards, you and the Pack have a run planned," she answered as she looked at Zane.
Her blue-grey eyes met his golden brown. She smiled at him from across the table, before she daringly ran one of her feet up her husband's leg.
Zane jerked from the movement and looked at her with wide eyes. "Don't start anything you can't finish my little witch," he graveled as he looked at Artemis.
Artemis gave a head tilt as she looked at Zane with wide innocent eyes. "I have no idea what you're talking about dear," she replied as she took another bite of her toast.
Zane downed the rest of his coffee before he got up from his seat. Artemis watched as he stalked towards her like a hunter in search of his prey. "You know what you're doing," he growled in her ear as he moved behind her. His hands affectionately running up and down her sides.
He placed a kiss on her neck, and bit at the spot where she was the most sensitive. Artemis whimpered and tried to move away from Zane. But his hands tightened on her ribs and kept her from moving.
So, these are two sneak peeks into what I'm doing for NaNoWriMo. The Huntress and Artemis Witch, I'm pretty sure that I'll be bouncing between the two stories. So, see you all in December!
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