"I think we should be able to spare you," Kate said to Ruby and Angus. "Have a good time. Angus wouldn't tell you this but I will. he's worked for us now almost since he graduated for over a decade, and he has never taken a holiday. Not once. We've given him days off, of course, but aside from the routine days off during a work week? He's not taken any time. I'm glad to see him taking a little, and Robert will be very, very happy."
Kate listened to Jack talk about taking something from the hag, and she became concerned immediately.
"Oh, that's not good," Kate said seriously. "Here's what you need to know about a hag. Consider this Hag Lesson 1. They look like witches but they are not human, and don't ever let them make you think otherwise. They are actually beasts and are much more closely genetically related to trolls than to humans. They are exceptionally diabolical and one of the most ruthlessly savage magical creatures you'll ever come across. Remember the muggle fairytale of Hansel and Gretel? That wasn't a witch those children actually came across. That was a hag. A hag's diet is entirely made of human flesh, and the younger the better, particularly if its a child. That's how the fairytale began. If Brian took anything at all from a hag, that could have dire consequences...."
"What could have dire consequences?" Robert asked coming in.
"Jack was just saying that Brian took something off the hag he ran into earlier. A wrist gauntlet or something, and Jess was asking if that was what might have been blocking us because it was right around that exact moment when our abilities came back."
"What?" Robert's frown suddenly became highly worried. "It absolutely could have come from that, but that would mean that a hag was somehow able to get close to us and affect us, and that does not make me happy. I will search his things to see if I can't find whatever it was he took. And, there's another piece. Despite my efforts his mood and his thoughts are very dark right now. Part of it is still some residual contamination from the shadow creature. I think it will wear off as the energy drain subsides and if he can get back into some of the things here that keep him grounded--doing the training, working in the barn with the horses and the larger creatures, that sort of thing. And certainly as he sees Khaat and Abbey feeling better, he'll feel better."
"You know what Remus would have said. He'd have given him a chocolate bar," Kate said.
"Yes, and I did that. I had him eat that while I was assessing him and removing what I could. I think it did help," he said.
"Why does this have such a hold on him?" Angus asked.
"Because," Edward said. "I think he already had his own dark thoughts stuck in his head already that he was struggling before the skirmish began last night. I watched him for a moment, and I know what I saw. He was already bothered and upset when we all got there. A dark thought would certainly have been something a shadow creature could have gotten hold of and used it not only as a gateway into him but also an anchoring point to allow itself to hang onto him, contaminate his soul, and keep tight hold of him."
"That is exactly what I think happened to him," Robert agreed. "A shadow creature is very closely related to a dementor. That's why our patronuses worked so well. With a shadow creatures, the bigger and darker they are, the more powerful they are. The one that attacked him was bigger and darker than the others and why we had more trouble getting rid of it. That's why it took all of us to banish it. And this one entwined itself not only around him but inside him. It was absolutely determined to rob him of every part of himself, very much like the dementor's need to consume the soul. Shadow creatures work in almost exactly the same way."
"But Brian doesn't get very dark very often," Angus said.
"That doesn't mean the thoughts aren't there," Robert said. "When they do happen, he pushes past them most of the time, and they fade away for him. And last night, it was huge in his head. He blamed himself for the hag and for the shadow creatures at St. Mungo's and all that grew out of that. He believes he drew them there and caused all that trouble for everyone."
"Hogwash," Edward retorted. "The hag was already there. Dr. Harrington never existed. It was always the hag. That's why Abbey was so upset earlier in the day. Something alerted her to the extreme danger she and Kate were in, and that's why she was so completely inconsolable. She had been attacked by a shapeshifting hag, and we never knew it. All Brian did was to expose it. Who knows how many others could have been contaminated or affected by the hag or the shadow creatures if he hadn't caught it?"
"Well, and I think he might be onto something else," Robert said. "He mentioned something to me just a few minutes ago. He said he was wondering if all these shapeshifters are somehow related to each other. He wants to check and see if there is some sort of a family of shapeshifters that Gelding has contracted with. I'm wondering if it could go a step further," Robert said. Edward's face cleared, understanding.
"A pack of hags," Edward said, realizing where Robert was going. "Magical creatures often belong to packs. Why not hags? That would explain one hell of a lot. And--think of Gelding's 'products.' He has what they want..."
"Oh, God, Robert," Kate said, filled with utter horror at the thought.
"It explains was why Abbey was completely terrified today. She was in the hands of a creature that probably wanted to eat her--and maybe you too--literally."
"Gabe, what about that bead we retrieved from Abbey's cheek?" Robert asked.
"It was a marker," Gabe said. "It's core was Hidebehind hair, and a dark arts magical powder. I think that bead was intended to mark Abbey so that a shapeshifter of some sort could track her and come and take her later, probably to be used as food. If you hadn't found that bead and rid her of it, we might well have already lost her and maybe been up to our eyeballs in dark creatures right this minute. The bead has been completely destroyed, though, so we are in no danger from it now."
"I can go check the Ministry's register of magical creatures to see what they might have on any sort of pack of hags," Robert said. "Come to think of it, Brian said the hag said something though, said we had something that didn't belong to us..." Robert said.
"The shapeshifter in your bug jar," Edward said. "I think you might not have just any ordinary sorceress with a fettish for staffs instead of wands. I think you have captured a hag--one of their pack, and they want her back."
"Oh, dear God," Kate said. "What the hell sort of insanity has Gelding taken the lid off of? If he's not careful, he'll set off another wizarding war--a war of creatures against humans."
"Precisely," Edward said. Robert rose from his seat.
"Hold my plate. I'd better find that wrist gauntlet before it does some sort of weirdness," Robert said. "He couldn't have gone that far with it."
"I want to see it straight away when you find it," Gabe said. Robert just nodded and went over to Jack. "Forgive me one moment, Jack. Just being cautious." He laid his hand on Jack's forehead for one moment, assessing. Then he removed his hand and looked at Jack. "Your skirmish and your wounds would have been a perfect time for another marker to be implanted. I was just checking, and, no. There are no metallics or foreign substances there. You're clean.'
"Good thought, Robert," Gabe said, "Better safe than sorry."
"I'm going to go look for that gauntlet. I'll be back," Robert said, leaving and heading upstairs.