Jason smirked, his head slightly reeling and his cheek stinging from the open palm of his new lover. He couldnâ€™t deny it; he was in love with her. â€œLook, Eris. A long, long, time ago, our families intertwined with each other for the rest of history.â€ Jason explained his Celtic roots, and the story of his familyâ€™s immortal power. He also explained how one of her ancestors, the man who had received the curse from him, eventually began to hate his family. After many centuries, the two families faded into history, and they were the last of the line.<br/>â€œYou see, we are the two who need to resolve our familyâ€™s conflict; itâ€™s the only way their souls can rest.â€ Jason told the driver to stop, and the Buick pulled up to an abandoned apartment building. Jason went inside, beckoning to Eris.<br/>Inside, Jason opened a rotted wooden door to an interesting sight: While the apartment was dilapidated and old, the contents of it was staggering- several new and bright LED computer<br/>monitors splayed around the room, all either tracking worldwide surveillance or watching the flow of internet traffic. â€œBefore I was captured as your fatherâ€™s right hand man, protecting you on a vacation to Italy, I majored in computer hacking and breaching, and I am fluent in 7 different languages. Thatâ€™s why I was so valuable to your father.â€ Jason turned to Eris and looked her in the eyes. â€œWe have history- and now you know. The way we need to end this conflict is to join together the two pieces of the orb that contains the power of the immortal bestowed upon my ancestor from yours. One piece is in Ireland, in my familyâ€™s castle. The other is in Italy, but I donâ€™t know where.â€ Jason said this while placing several strange gadgets and technological equipment into a rucksack. He then strolled up to Eris and stood facing her, eye to eye. â€œThis is the closure we need, Eris.â€ Then, suddenly, he kissed her- it was short yet passionate, and Jason felt a warmth. He liked her- and he hoped she liked him.