<span style="font-family: calibri;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #408000">"Ok, so what do you want me to do?"</span> pale green eyes stared quizzically at a man in black clothing. The man looked back at her with a stern but respectful expression and arms folded across his chest. He asked her to go and speak with a demon. The very creature whos race killed and enslaved her family and friends. A creature who destroyed the great life that she was building, they knocked down her home and set fire to her dreams. <br/>Audrey stared at the man who stared back at her. His expression said everything without him uttering a word. She rolled her eyes, standing up with a grunt and pushed past  him. <span style="color: #408000">"Fine, but if I get out of hand, come get me. I will lose my temper. I promise you..."</span> Audrey took another look back at him to ensure that he heard what she said. <span style="color: #408000">"And Adam, I mean it...come get me." </span><br/><br/>The dark, olive skinned woman walked down a narrow corridor toward what used to be the police stations interrogation room. Her hips swaying from left to right, her steps slowing the closer she got. Her fists slowly curled into balls as she reminisced on the pain that her family experienced. She stopped in front of the steel door, breathing in deeply and pulling the door open to see a few of her soldiers pointing their weapons at the double glass. Jumping just a bit at the tantrum the demon was having on the other side. <br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"Stand down..."</span> she commanded, pulling her raven hair up into a pony tail that reached her mid back. They stood back as she gave them instructions on what to do if things got out of hand. <span style="color: #408000">"You, stand by the door and if he gets crazy, take him down. And you, ensure that Adam is near by. Secure his location and keep him on stand by. I will need him."</span><br/>Once her commands were followed, she walked to a second steel door and pulled it open, and before her was one of the very creatures she loathed, snacking on a bagel. <br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"Enjoying your snack?" </span>she asked, sauntering over to the other side of the table to have a seat. </span></span>