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carelessly to the table. “Demons rise practically every day. What makes you think he’s due?”
    Lincoln answered, “The Oracles have informed us. They’re our medium to the gods.”
    “Could someone explain to us why Morphus is the responsibility of the hunter organization and not the demonic warriors?” Abby challenged.
    Rather curtly, Jayden was the quickest to respond. “For as long as you two have been around, certainly you’ve become chummy with the warrior organization. Why not ask them yourselves?”
    Noel felt a twinge, a slight annoyance ran down his spine. Jayden was intentionally egging her on today. Why, he did not know. Regardless, he shot the Chancellor an annoyed expression as Abby did the same towards Jayden.
    “Perhaps I have and would like to hear your version,” retorted Abby rather rudely, crossing her arms.
    “Have you really?” asked the Chancellor urgently.
    “We’ve spent years trying to locate someone, anyone, in their organization but have been unsuccessful,” said Lincoln.
    “Imagine that,” mocked Abby. “A secret organization that actually maintains secrecy.” She raised her eyebrows at Noel in disapproval.
    Offended, the Chancellor quickly replied, “The Order has maintained its secrecy.”
    “I beg to differ. There’s not a culture in the world that hasn’t heard of the vampire hunter. They may believe hunters are fictitious, but they’ve heard of them nonetheless.”
    Lincoln spoke over the Chancellor’s flabbergasted huff. “Abigail, you are correct. Vampires alone were our responsibility. However, it took a hunter two thousand years ago to contain Morphus. She placed a binding spell on him, linking him indefinitely to the hunter lineage.”
    “Why didn’t she just kill him?” Abby asked eagerly. This was something they hadn’t been able to discover on their own.
    “No one at that time had been successful. Warriors, hunters. Those who went in search of him never returned,” answered the Chancellor. He settled back down in his executive leather chair lined with golden studs.
    “But you think he can be killed now?” asked Abby disbelievingly.
    “With the weapons of today, it’s very likely he’ll succumb.”
    Sure, perhaps a nuclear bomb . “Don’t bother. Just find another witch and trap him again.”
    “Easier said than done,” said Lincoln. “Morphus is the pet of the Goddess Eris. If you remember your mythology then you know she’s the Goddess of Discord, a trouble-maker.”
    “We already know this story,” Abby interjected. Noel reached out and gently tugged her backwards. She took the hint and relaxed her stance a bit.
    “She caused an upset between the gods,” explained Noel. “Bitter for not being invited to a wedding, she tossed a golden apple amongst them with the phrase ‘to the fairest’. Naturally, each goddess wanted it for herself. Long story short, it initiated the Trojan War.”
    In a tone that seemed over the top serious, Lincoln sternly said, “Well, here’s one story you won’t find in any library book. Her pet, Morphus, once tried to raise a demon army and bring about an apocalypse to destroy mankind. She blessed him with special powers that no god or mortal has ever been able to find a weakness for. When released, he’ll try to bring about the apocalypse again and rid the world of the human race.”
    Unimpressed, Abby asked, “So why’s the spell wearing off?”
    “Feuding of the deities,” replied Lincoln. “Athena is a warrior goddess, our goddess. Still annoyed with Eris for tricking the gods into war, Athena blessed her favorite warrior, a hunter, with magical powers that were used to contain Morphus. Since the hunter’s powers were not legitimate from birth, Zeus allowed the spell to weaken with time.”
    “So this is Zeus’ demented way of having us prove that we’re worth the time and effort of continuation,” sassed Abby.
    Noel moaned silently.
    “To some effect,” replied Lincoln.
    “How much time