<span style="font-style: italic">"Donâ€™t be so bitter. Whether or not you want to admit it, you do care about Liz. I could tell." </span>Brian was right. Isabelle heaved a long sigh. No matter what she cared for Liz. Even if Liz was a complete bitch. They were practically sisters.<span style="font-style: italic">"You can let go of my hand now." </span>He gently pulled his hand from herâ€™s.  In a stunned reaction she turned to face him.<br/><br/>"Damn I was still holding your handâ€¦well at least you know your well protected." She laughed off the fact that she had been holding a manâ€™s hand that she had only known for whatâ€¦a few hours. Not only that it was a mundane. How dreadful. The bright side was he was kinda cute, and fairly good looking. Not eye dropping, eye snazzling kind of way. But he was a mundane what more could be expectedâ€¦<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>"Alright so let me get this clear. Three highly trained elite individuals known as shadow hunters were ordered to go and protect a mundane from creatures and monsters so they could take him to some location known as the clave. Firstly, why would someone try so hard to kill a /mundane/? As you've said, we arenâ€™t exactly important in the scheme of things, especially from your position. Secondly, why would you have to send shadow hunters to protect a stupid mundane? Thirdly, why would you take some mundane to this place? Obviously its not a location you take mundanes to very often if ever." </span>Brian rattled on. She heard every word as if it was a stab in her back. How was she to know the answer to this? It wasnâ€™t as if the shadow hunters job was just to protect shadow hunters. Though lately thatâ€™s what it seems. She had been taught that to be a shadow hunter your first priority was to protect the human race above even your life .It was a sacrifice that every shadow hunter under stood.<br/><br/>"First off I didnâ€™t even know that we were going to have to deal with nith children or any other sort of creatures. This as it was said to us was supposed to be a Get the mundane, and bring the mundane back here for further protection. Obviously," She was frozen by Brianâ€™s bright green eyes. Was it even possible for her to see such amazing eyes? She was stunned for a split second before she regained her confidence. "The clave is a place for safety and most likely in your case protection. We stay hidden from your kind as much as we can. But youâ€™ve read harry potter, and most likely seen the movie Lord of the rings? I would hope so because the world to us is very similar. Mundanes are kept from the real world for their own safety. It is said that Mundanes only use 20 percent of their brain. Letâ€™s say thatâ€™s because the other 80 percent of your brain is erasing the images of this world. The images of nith children, sprites, dwarves, and even elves. It is not because your race is inferior. As far as we are told it is because the Mundanes decided a long time ago that to forget is better than to see. Sometimes I agree. Being a mundane I think your lucky." She sucked in a long breath. Trying to regain whatever dignity she had. Since his eyes seemed to bring her just a little closer to salvation. As one could say. It seemed Arleen was still all over Liz and Fred. It was just great that Arleen hadnâ€™t noticed Brian yet.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"For the most part Im just like every other person of my kind. Okay so maybe I know how to shoot a bow better then other kids in my school, big deal. I can be persuasive, so what? Thatâ€™s no reason to send an army of creatures to kill me. Hell its definitely not a reason to send shadow hunters out to protect me. So either your not telling me something, or whoever put you up to this knows something that none of us do. All the same though, you saved my life. If it hadnâ€™t been for you three id definitely be dead right now. And your friend had to suffer to save me. So..I really hope that whatever reason Im here for, was worth all of this. If its not.. I will find some way to make it up to you. I promise you that." </span>Brian was staring her right in the eyes. His eyes were unlike anything she had ever seen. Surly he couldnâ€™t be a mundane? Then she laughed at the very thought.<br/><br/>"Look it was worth saving you because the three of us got a new friend. However why such other things wanted to hurt youâ€¦I donâ€™t know the answer to that. But please donâ€™t blame Lizâ€™s injuries on yourself. She would kill you for that." Isabelle had to tear her eyes away from Brian to look back at what was going on with Liz.<br/><br/>Arleen had her husband who was now walking down the stairs of clave, towards Liz, and once he managed to get close enough to her to grab her out of Fredâ€™s hand-well he did just that. Then he carried Liz all the way back up the stairs and inside the clave. Most likely taking her to the medical unit in the back of the main building. Which was all too similar to a hospital.<br/><br/>Isabellaâ€™s eyes were taken from Arleenâ€™s husband back to Arleen when she heard the little footsteps of Arleenâ€™s heading towards her. Arleen as one would say is a little spit fire. Her red hair that was seeming to turn pink from the sun flowed down her back, and her fiery green eyes were no match for disobeying  shadow hunters.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Bella nice job. As I was telling Fred I half expected you three to come back with a bob instead of a Brian. Since Honestly leaving you in charge could be a big disaster. But I have seen the light. You will make a great marks man like your mother Bella, and a good leader like your father was as well." She then turned her head towards Brian. "Hello dear I hope Bella and Liz werenâ€™t too much trouble for you. They tend to argue like a bunch of jungle cats, and fed is so quite I fear he will become much like my husband. My name is Arleen, and I know you are Brian. Donâ€™t let the word mundane seem like a cruel one. They just know no other way of speaking. The young are still the young are they not?" </span>She winked at Brian and awaited for him to register her.<br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/>Samuel awoke to a loud stir in his room. Like the sound of a giant lion. It slammed his bedroom door open. It was the female bitch of all female bitches. Kamora sanchez. Her long thick black hair the reminder of a goddess in darkness. He watched as she grabbed the two vampiressâ€™s and threw them across the room like they were shit in a box for heaven. That was one hell of a scene. The vampiressâ€™s were knocked out instantly.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Your brother is dead. Just as you wanted â€¦his head a dear trophy of mine. I wish my prize in return." </span>Her cold blue eyes stared at him in wonder. Like every other day he had to come up with some prize. The vampireâ€™s hissed at her. But she ignored them.<br/><br/>"Your prize my dear will come. It is in the golden box on the top of my desk. But beware it is much like Pandoraâ€™s box." He chuckled.