Seeking Souls

:// Chapter 36 //:

Corin sat in her house as she continuously flipped through the translations of Elias' journal. Trying to get her mind off of Basil's injured father, and the lack of messages from her supposed Soulmate she decided to address something else that's been buried in the back of her mind.

Warren never fully described his 'job' to her, back when she was just an average Human and he was her merely mentally defective older brother, but he would talk about his partner frequently. He made her out to be a headstrong kind of woman, but she obviously meant something to him...

But that's not the point. The point is that during their last encounter, Warren said a name: Aspen, and ever since then Corin has wondered where she had heard that name before. Only now that she had finally flipped all the way back to the Bolton family tree did she find her answer.

Darren Bolton, the leader of the Bolton family had a sister Adeline Bolton. She married, but apparently Elias had scribbled something on the side of the original family tree but in another language. Adeline had fallen in love with a Human and was gifted with a child. A Hybrid of Reaper and Human-Aspen Bolton.

"I knew it..." Corin whispered mostly to herself before a pounding on the front door interrupted the silence. Corin set the Journal copy aside as the sound grew louder and more sporadic. Wrapping her cardigan around her shoulders she opened the door with a yawn.

Giving that he was the last person she expected to see shivering on her front porch with remnants of a dive in the water in his clothes, Warren easily shoved his way past Corin and into the house. "Where are they?" He demanded as strode into the living room with a pistol in his hand.

"Warren!" Corin glanced between the door and her brother. There was nobody else in the house; with no one to protect she could make a run for it-"The door's right there."

She quietly watched as Warren tore open doors looking for the boys. He did so with such purpose, but the tone of his voice as he screamed for the 'monster' to come out was wrong. There was too much hatred there. It was a strong vengeance that even the Hunter himself barely recognized.

"I can't leave him like this." Corin closed the front door. Warren had stormed upstairs to undoubtedly tear the place apart. Patiently she waited at the bottom of the stairs for him. "This is my only chance. I have to convince him, or he'll never stop."

A few loud crashes echoed from what was probably the attic. Corin backed away from the staircase until her back hit the kitchen island. With idle thoughts of self defense she reached back for the compact scythe, though her fingers only brushed against the smooth counter-top. The scythe was gone. "But where?...Who-"

"Corin."

She snapped out of her daze at the sound of her name. Her brother now crept down the last few carpeted steps, with his eyes blazing with the same potency as the pistol in his hand. "Where'd they go?"

"I don't know." She lied.

"Kitten don't lie to me." Warren immediately followed with as he moved to be closer. The gun was lowered now that it seemed that they were alone, but it still held firm in Warren's grip.

"I'm not going to let you kill them Warren." Corin stated strongly, or at least that how she hoped to appear. In reality the only reason her hands tightly grasped the edges of the counter was to stop them from shaking.

Warren watched his sister with an intense, quizzed expression. "What?'

"They're family to me, Basil and Zack." She managed to push herself off of the island so that she could stand face-to-face with him. "So you're not going to hurt them."