SPENCER GRADUALLY OPENS HIS EYES AS he tries to let his eyes adjust to the sting of the lighting. Surprisingly his head isn't vibrating with pain like he'd expect so he figures he must have been out for quite some time. Careful not to make any sudden movements in case he is being monitored, he flexes his wrists and finds that he isn't bound in any sort of way.
Gradually after several long minutes his eyes have completely adjust to the lighting of the room and he takes in his surroundings. The room he has been placed in appears to be a very lush penthouse suite, of where he isn't sure, but he does have a few ideas. He is about to begin running through a list of possible hotels when the room's door opens up.
"Good morning Spence," a very familiar voice filters through.
Spencer looks up and smirks just as Angela Veris walks into the room followed by another very attractive woman and a man he is all too familiar with, Gerard Kloser or more known as...
"Delgrious, I thought you were dead."
"Fancy that too," the man says. "You can't keep a good demon down I suppose," he says with a grin.
"You haven't killed me," Spencer says looking straight at Delgrious. "What is it you plan to do with me?"
The demon laughs. "As much as I'd like this to be my decision I have no part of this."
"I find that very hard to believe."
"Oh it's very true," Angela says. "He is only here for his own personal amusement. As a matter of fact, not even Tancheres knows that we have you."
"You know, that's a name I keep hearing a lot," Spencer says.
"And it is one you won't need to worry about much here soon," the other woman says.
Spencer turns his head to regard the woman and this time he looks at her with a different regard. There is something about this woman that catches his eye in a different light, something vaguely familiar about her.
"I'll leave you ladies alone," Delgrious says. "I have some business I must attend to."
Neither of the women acknowledges the demon as he exits the room and closes the door. Instead both their attentions are focused on the man still on the bed like two predatory animals stalking their prey.
"Tancheres is merely a means to the ends," the woman says as she nears Spencer.
He begins to feel a strange sensation envelope over him. It's like nothing he has ever felt before but at the same time it is very familiar. The feeling of the woman being a demon comes to mind but only vaguely as if it were wrong to think of it that way.
He shakes his head trying to clear away the fogginess that is threatening to take over. He casts a look over at Angela who is sitting at the edge of the bed, though he can't recall seeing her making any movement. "What the fuck is going on?" he asks and the words almost seem foreign to him.
"Where are my manners?" Angela says smiling. "I completely forgot to make introductions. This is your daughter, Aurelia."
"My daughter?" he asks. And then the familiarity of her comes to him. She looks so much like Samantha its incredible. "But what's going on?"
"Something extraordinary," Aurelia answers as she crawls onto the bed.
Spencer feels and alluring feeling to get closer to his daughter but something deeper warns him away and he crawls back from her advances. "How is it possible if Sam only died a few months ago?"
"My mother's situation was rather unique and special. When mother was reborn I was also reborn and when Julie Brannon killed her it released in me the final step needed to complete the cycle."
The words were reaching his ears but they were filtering in like he was at a distance. He begins to search for something, anything deep down to use against whatever was pulling him down but he needed more time and answers.
"What cycle?" he asks finding it harder concentrate on what he wanted to concentrate on.
Aurelia suddenly sits up and spreads her arms out wide and Spencer feels a little of her influence lift. "To become an
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