LONDON CALLING

Robert wasn't sure he understood why Jack decided to send Ruby with Michael. That meant they were now down three fighters instead of just two, but this was Jack's to command, and he had to let Jack make his own choices.

Michael had ported them back to Robert's farm. Angus was livid, but Michael couldn't leave the rest of the team.

"Kate!" Michael shouted. "I'm going back. Marcus! Can you come? We're short of fighters."

"On my way, Mate," Marcus shouted. He raced down the steps, still wet from a shower, putting on a polo shirt and shoving his wand into his pocket.

"Pistol," Kate told him, slapping a pistol and an extra clip into Marcus's hand. "And spare clip."

"Bless you," he smiled, shoving the pistol in his waistband and the clip in his pocket. Mira and Gabe came from nowhere.

"Can we help?" Gabe asked.

"Grab a gun and a clip," Michael said.

"Need bait?" Khaat asked, coming downstairs and picking up a gun and a clip.

"Only if you stay in the house," Michael said. "We'll let Jack know, and if he needs you to be bait, he'll do it, I'm sure. Port yourself to your father. He's in the house." She used her medallion to port herself to the house into the kitchen.

"Kate, Angus is out for tonight, unless we send for him. Take good care of him, won't you? His mother is now gone too. Edward had no choice," Michael said.

"She might be gone but Team Mama Kate is still here," Kate said. "I've got this. He'll be fine." Marcus and Gabe and Mira all ported back to Tuscany with Michael and out into the yard beside Brian and Edward.

"Got a nice piece of James' bait in the kitchen if you need it, Jack," Michael said quietly to Jack, deliberately being a bit cryptic but knowing that Jack was fully aware that there really was only one thing that ever worked as bait for James. Jack would completely understand what Michael was saying.

"Oh, good. Hunting," Mira said with a quiet fierceness.

"Stay close, Kiddo," Marcus told her, not wanting to lose a kid in a werewolf fight. "Just say the word, Jack."

Jack felt Michael return and glance dseeing the others with him. He heard his words and nodded " lets hope we don't need her" he said " hes vain enough to just want the house." Jack had sent Ruby away having felt she was not actualy ready for what was to come. He knew he'd have to take down his brother or at least occupy him so the younger were could be taken out and that was a hard task for him.

He ehard Mira and Michael " Mira stay with Michael, we go on Edwards command for the younger ones, hes the hunter here." he said his eyes watching the position of the younger smaller weres. " Edward , were ready." he raised his gun and cocked the hammer back aimin in the direction of where they had heard James's howl. " SHOW YOUR SELF BORTHER, OR ARE YOU A COWARD!!"he called out making the younger weres stopp and loook at them " LETS END THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!!" His hand was steady his eyes glancing at the area for any direction he could come from.

"Move, Jack!" Mira suddenly shouted, feeling that Jack could not stand one more second where he was. Her seer's senses were screaming at her that Jack would die if he stayed right in that spot. "Move!"

A moment later, a glistening, razor sharp silver javelin slipped though the darkness at lightning speed and landed with a distinctive thunk in the ground right where Jack had been standing, a dark magic spell causing the javelin to have wisps of black smoke rising from the pointed tip, curling up and around the shaft like a huge evil serpent before rising up and dissipating into the night.

"Don't touch that thing!" Gabe shouted at them. "It's loaded with bad juju."

"Is that a technical alchemy term?" Michael said, amused.


"Good save, Kiddo," Marcus told her. "Come with me." He grabbed her wrist and they made a dash to their left to go position themselves behind a garden wall so they could shoot from behind it. "Lesson 1. Cover is a good thing."

"How many do you want me to kill, James?" Edward said. "I've already taken out Benjamin and Eileen."

"No matter," James shrugged. "They were patsies anyway. I've already got their bank books anyway."

"Oh, about that?" Edward called, "I've already moved the accounts and changed all the numbers. The bank books you've got are worthless. Just thought you'd like to know."

James apparated right in front of Edward and grabbed him by the throat.

"You're old, and you're slow, Donohue," James snarled right into Edward's face. Edward never missed a beat. He drew out an odd shaped, flat-ish silver bar from his coat pocket and pressed it tightly down right across James' eyes. The silver burned James' face like fire. James screamed and let go of Edward immediately, doubled over, his hands over his eyes.

"And you're stupid, and your breath stinks. Brush your teeth next time," Edward said. "Sorry, Jack. Self defense trumps your genetics. He's all yours if you want him."

Jack heard Mira and moved to his left a few steps turning just in time as he saw the javalin whiz past him and stick in the ground where he once stood " thanks" he said to Mira and turned back to Edward intime to see James grasp him. But no sooner he did he dropped him and stepped back Jake smirked seeing the burn on his face " na your good Edward, as you say trainning beats genetics." Jack said taking his gun he aimed and fired off a shot hitting a young were trying his luck at Edward, it fell dead with a hole in its forhead. " saved ya" he said grinning. Jack turnd to Michael and Mira " take out the younger ones now" he said " befoe James recovers" he aimed and fired at a second leaping towards him but it fell dead at his feet.

A third came from behind him and grabbed him around his neck from behind. He elongated his nailes and grabbed it back spinning around he used his claws to slice open the weres throat again letting it drop to the floor. He now looked at James and growled at him " I learn fast...Broth...no James." he said lowly he looked to Edward . " do what you do best." he said simply.

Gabe and Mira decided to try to use their pistols form the position behind the garden wall. Michael and Brian stood their ground beside Jack, taking shots at the pack to try to thin it. Marcus took a more aggressive approach, running alongside the pack towards the back of the pack, firing his pistol into the pack and picking off younger pack members as he went.

"Damn," Michael said. "I forgot how much sharpshooting training that boy's had. It's like sending a lawn mower through there."

In the house, Robert heard the sound of breaking glass and a moment later two young werewolves burst into the kitchen from the front of the house. The werewolves started to throw anything they could manage at Khaat and Robert to try to overpower them. Khaat and Robert spun around to see them there.

"Run!" Robert told Khaat. She had no intention of leaving her father, knowing he couldn't use his magic much. One of the werewolves hurled a huge commercial sized coffee urn, and it struck Robert in the head, knocking him out. He fell like a stone to the floor. Khaat took a stance in front of her father, firing at the werewolves.

Outside, Marcus heard gunfire in the house, and he knew his primary order, beyond all else, was first to protect Khaat.

"Khaat!" Marcus shouted. "I'm on it!" He stopped firing at the werewolf pack and apparated into the house.

"Khaat?" James had heard. He straightened up and glared at Jack. "You're holding out on me, PeeWee. I'll come back for you later." He apparated into the kitchen and clutched her from behind, knocking the pistol from her hand and picking her up.

"Oh, shit," Michael exclaimed, seeing James realize that Khaat was here. He hoped either Jack or Edward was on it.

Jack heard the gun shots and turned back to the house " nope not your business" he saw him dive to teh house "shit, no way" he said and ran quickly inside the house and up to Khaat " look out " he called aiming for James head but the gun just clicked now he tossed it to one side and stood his naies exstened, sharp and still with damp glistening blood on them. He saw Robert out cold " Marcus Roberts out." he called out "Mira try and get robert out of here, we can handle the others." Jak said moving to infront of Khaat " I said it once and I will say it again, you got to go threw me." he told him " and I will fight with my life for my family"

Jack dodged James's first strike feeling the wind blow over him as he swipped the air above him. Taking his hand he swiped at his underbelly causing several thin lines to appear befoe he roled away from him happy he'd left his mark among the others. " you will die this day." he said " leave Khaat and go with whats left of you pack, theres nothing here for you." But Jack got his awnser as James threw a large table but Jack lowered himself so it hit the wall behind him before he stood up unphased by James temper tantrum.

Robert was entirely too heavy for Mira, as a student to go very far with. The farthest she could apparate him was just into the living room, but at least he was out of the kitchen.

Marcus immediately picked up the coffee urn that had been hurled at Robert and chucked it at James, not wanting to shot the gun in case it would hit Khaat. He didn't dare. James ducked, thinking the coffee urn had sailed over his head, and it did. However, the coffee urn bounced off the steel door of the walk in fridge and spun back and clocked James in the back of the head. James reeled, stunned, and Marcus grabbed Khaat and spun her out of James' grasp and then clocked James in the back of the head with his pistol. James fell to the floor and didn't move.
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"I think we need to get rid of the trash," Marcus looked up at Jack. "Suppose we should arrest him and let him spend a bit of time in Azkaban? Surely we don't want to let him go, do we?"

Jack watched Marcus glad he was as adept as he was but could not help chuckle at James being clocked twice by the one man. He aklso saw Robert disapear but knew Mira would not have taken him far " agreed but , silver cuffs will slow him down, do we have any?" he asked glancing at edward " and no were not letting him go, hes a menice" he said walking over and kicking the unconshious James. " nice work by the way, a double KO" he said and chuckled.

Searching the house he found Mira with Robert "Good work mira" he said and smiled at her as he looked at Robert " do you have your kit on you, inside should be some smelling salts, we need him awake." he said looking at Roberts head then called out for Khaat " Marcus is Khaat abole to look ar Robert's head?" he called out hoping she would be not too shook up.

"Let me go see what Edward might have lying around," Marcus said. He went to Edward's office, looked at the weapons cabinet, picked the lock, and brought back a pair of glistening silver cuffs. "These don't look like they've been used much. I think Edward was mostly forced to other alternatives." He secured James in the cuffs. "You do realize we will have to transport him to the farm or to London where the aurors can take him. If we call the authorities here, he'll be taken to the Italian jail, and it isn't nearly as dismal as Azkaban. Besides, he's done more in England than he's ever done here. England's wanted him for a long time."

He listened to Jack praising him for managing to hit James twice.

"Thank you," Marcus laughed. "Jack, we still have the others fighting outside. I'll send Mira outside with you, and I'll stay with Big and Stinky here if you want to go help them. I'll have Khaat tend Robert until he wakes up." He went into the living room.

"Mira, there is still more hunting to do outside, if you can."

"More hunting? Of course!' she grinned, always up for more action and adventure. She got up and went to the kitchen. "I'm ready if you are, Jack. Let's go get 'em!"

Jack breathed out for a second " Enland and I'll carry him but your right let clean up." he looekd at Miran and smiled " then lets go" he said and ran out side " miss us" he said looking at Edward as he took down a further three weres " uugh amatures " he said not looking as he took the head off a nother letting it roll into a bush. He glance to Mira and saw one headed to her " Mira duck" he called then threw a silver knife into the weres head making it stumble and fall to the ground. " watch your perifirals" he said in a light brotherly tone.


Jack moved to Edward standing with him back to back taking them down one my one " god how many more are there?" he asked seeing the pile of bodies growing where he had been droping them. " James is cuffed and ready for Askaban prison" he told him as the group seem to thin out more and down to a trickle. " but Robert got clocked prety hard and is out cold."