<span style="font-family:Handlee">The stranger didn't answer Faye's inquiry, but she honestly forgot all about it as the tracker spoke. Prince? Who the hell was this guy? Again, the silent question went unanswered. Instead, he told her to stay put. The smile on his face was meant to be reassuring, but she couldn't relax, not with that creature staring at them. Hot tears sprung to her eyes, a mixed reaction from the fear and the throbbing in her thigh. She nodded to show she understood, and he released her. And then he was gone. Looking around wildly, she heard the cry from the tracker as Zander flung it into the light pole before she saw him. She gasped, and one foot automatically shot out in a half step, ready to start running.<br/>
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His words echoed in her mind and she forced herself to stop, standing dead still as the tracker slid down the pole to the ground. A low hiss escaped his lips, and a dark liquid that looked alot like blood trickled from the corner of its mouth. Yet he smirked, pushing himself to his feet slowly. "You have made the wrong decision, prince. Your father will have your head for this." Without warning, he shot towards Zander, his wings carrying him forward at an inhuman speed. He aimed a fist for Zander's jaw, another aiming for his chin in an uppercut. "You're a fool if you think I'm alone, prince."<br/>
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Faye's eyes couldn't keep up. One minute the winged creature was across the lot, and the next, he was directly in front of Zander. "Watch out!" Faye veered forward, almost taking a step again. This was insane. Her car door was still open. If she was fast enough, she could get inside of it and be off before either of the others knew what was happening. He'd warned her not to move, but they were on the other side of the car. Surely she could make it the couple yards to the door. Her purse and keys were in the passenger seat still. She'd grab them, start the car, and slam the accelerator. Great plan.<br/>
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She made it two steps.<br/>
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She hadn't thought to check around her, but even if she had, she wouldn't have seen the demon. Hidden in the shadows, he'd used his super speed to grab her the second she moved. Her scream filled the air, but the demon silenced her by slapping a hand over her mouth. Pulling her to his body, he grinned from behind her, his breath hot and heavy as he whispered into her ear. "You'll die tonight, princess. But not before I have some <i>fun</i> with you."<br/>
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The fear of what could happen triggered the response. One minute the demon was chuckling, the next he was screaming, releasing her and stumbling backwards. Flames enveloped him, so hot that even she could feel the tiny hairs on her body burning off. She gasped and stumbled backwards, tripping over her own two feet and falling to the ground. Her concentration broken, the flames disappeared, the demon unharmed. The flames had been nothing but an illusion, but a very realistic one. And now, not ten feet from her position on the ground, stood another very pissed off demon.</span>