"Well…miss" the boy in the middle says.

"Don't call me miss" I say "It's unfitting"

"Most definitely" 11 says "She is nothing close to a 'miss' she's too eeeeviiiil"

"Piss off" I say "But seriously don't call me that or any titles for that matter. Him either"

"I…ok" he says "U..um"

"Start with names" 11 says "And calm down"

"My name is Lisette, the tall one is Ansel, and he is Iosua" the little blonde hipster points to each one of them. "And might I ask your names?"

"Well this is 11 and I am called 46" I say politely.

"No, no your real names" the little one says "This isn't the first time we've conversed with demons, we know about your 'numbers' and we know that you have real names"

"Well this one is studious" 11 says "We aren't actually going to give our names are we?"

"I don't see any problem with it, by the way what demon did you talk to?" I ask them "What did she, or he, look like?"

"He was a very tall blonde with a lot of crosses" Ansel says "He had a scythe"

"I blame the Romanian" I say "Figures they'd summon the angel of death"

"Look kids he wasn't a demon…..however he acts like it" 11 says under his breath "You met one of the four horsemen"

"What?"

"Why is it my fault?"

"How did you know he was Romanian?"

"Yes, believe it or not crosses BURN demons" I pinch the bridge of my nose "And it's your fault because Romanians are a bunch of damn vampire witches"

"And we've been around a long time" 11 say to them "We can tell the difference between names….plus we both spent a lot of time there….watching….the Turks…..die"

"Good times" I say "I miss Tepes….he was a great role model"

"Why did you summon us" 11 asks

"You never gave us your names" the Romanian says

"Fine…My name is Adrianna" I bow "Please call me Anna"

"And I am Lukas" 11 says "Haven't used these in a long time" Lukas….i haven't heard him use that name in years. The only time I would use it was when I get incredibly mad at him. It always seems to calm him down a little bit. Of course that works the same when he uses my name…..it makes me feel a bit more like my own person than these 'numbers' do.

"So we did summon the right ones" Lisette says "I told you it was rabbits blood and not a lizard. Good thing you listened to me"

"A live goat would work too" I say "….Love goats…."

"Shut up about your weird goat obsession" Lukas says "What do you three want"

"Learning experience" Iosua pulls out a notepad "We wanted to learn about poisons and potions from the two who created the black plague"

"I claim full responsibility" I say, and Lukas grabs my shoulder roughly.

"Let's not be hasty, dear" I dig my nails into his wrist "Don't make false claims"

"Well, they're not false when it's the truth" I turn my head to return his glare.

"I don't understand" Linette says "When we summoned you two you were practically kissing, but now you're about to kill each other"

"We regularly try to kill each other" I say, and push up my glasses, but end up poking myself in the eyes "Lukas, glasses" he hands me my glasses, and I put them on.

"Wha-?"

"Unfortunate tangle with truth or dare" I say "That would be the reason for the near kissing"

"She acts like this doesn't happen all the time" Lukas whispers loudly.

"Liar" I say

"Don't lie to a liar" Lukas says "You and I both know how our relationship works"

"Now hold on" Ansel says "The stories say you're twins, I nearly ruled that out when I say you because you're far from identical, however not you at least being brother and sister"

"No, no, we aren't related in the least bit" I say "You should know that demons aren't above incest why would that surprise you"

"She admits it" Lukas says "I am not a liar about this"

"You're lucky I don't have all my knives" I say "I do have the silver one though; you know how that one burns" I pull it out of my sweatshirt pocket. I turn to him and put the knife to his throat. I feel it burn my hand and see the red line where the blade touches Lukas' skin. He looks into my eyes and smiles. I feel him slide his hand up to my face and his other to my throat. He drops his forehead to mine.

"Maybe not in front of the children" Lukas slides his hand back behind my neck and grabs my hair. He starts speaking in Latin "We'll continue this later these children are clever enough to summon us this precisely they at least deserve some advice on how to kill someone with a leaf" I glare at him and drop the knife to the ground and hold my burnt hand to my chest. He looks at me disappointed, and rolls his eyes. He grabs my hand and pulls some bandages out of his sweatshirt, the one I am wearing currently, and opens up my hand. "So what do you three want to know" I glare at them through my hair. Lukas pulls a flask out of his pocket and pours it on my hand.

"Dammit they're burns not cuts, Lukas!" I yell at him. He laughs quietly and starts wrapping my hand up.

"They still need cleaned out" he says.

"Well what do you three want to know?" I growl at them.

"Were your born with your skills" Lisette asks me.

"No" I say "Our teacher taught us most everything we know"

"Especially how to cure people as well as ourselves" Lukas says "We both spent time on battle fields as medics for our training"

"You humans are rather fragile" I try to pull my hand away, but Lukas digs his nail into my hand "Owww"

"Baby" he smirks at me "110 was like a father to us" I see them with confused looks "However you may interpret that, but we're younger demons. The older ones have black souls, ours are greyer. We have a capacity for compassion unlike them, so we can understand the concept of a father" I see Lukas looking down at them.

"We didn't really ever call him 110 though" I stretch my neck "He insisted that and I quote 'don't ever use those filthy fake liars 'names' because they take away from who you are and you cannot ever be anything other than yourself or I refuse to teach you two' he was very adamant about that" I tug my hand, but Lukas doesn't let go.

"Stop" he says "He's one of the few reasons we're alive today" Lukas ties off the bandages and drops my hand. "So to answer you're question, no we learned our skills, but we had a good teacher"

"Anything else?" I push Lukas' head sideways and look at the red line on his neck. "You're lucky i didnt draw blood. You'd have been poisoned"

"I have a question" The i nod at the Romanian to ask "What leaves can I use to kill a person?"

"Oleander, that's this pink flower bush" i think for a second "And Angels flower...bell? Whatever it's a white and pink bell looking flower"

"I personally am a fan of monkshood, which is wolfsbane...stops the heart" Lukas smiles and I push his head back to the side and start putting a bandage on his neck. "And it's Angel's Trumpet, also Azaleas are toxic to you"

"Black Nightshade" I say "You can hallucinate from that"

"I know" Lukas says "That was a rough week"

"You're just lucky I didn't put the actual belladonna in your breakfast" I finish with his bandage and step back "You should have never stolen that book from me"

"It was a good book" he says "I loved the one guy"

"By the way anything else, kids?" I ask them "And no I will not teach you how to make any poisons"

"Not really, but who really created the black plague?" Ansel asks "Just out of curiosity"

"Both of us" I say.

"However, delivery was Pestilence's job" Lukas says "We just handed it off"

"Ok thank you suprisingly friendly demons" Linette says "We really enjoyed your company"

"We did too" Lukas says

"Did we?" I ask "I guess so, now i hope to hear about at least one dead student at your high school kids"

"Or at least a parent" Lukas runs his hand through his hair. They give us weird looks "We're not kidding...demons" Lukas points to us "We kinda hope and fake pray for this kind of stuff"

"Yeeeaaaaah" Iosua says "We'll be going now, thanks for the info"

"Bye" the middle one turns around and walks away with the others.

"Well that was eventful" I say "I wasnt expecting Germans"

"Yeah, I almost hoped for an actual cult" he cracks his neck "I would really have liked to slaughter Cultist"

"I know, but not the kids" i say "I respect them for actually finding a spell to summon us both"

"Must have been hard" Lukas says "We aren't exactly that famous"

"Makes it more impressive" I sit down on the grass, and take in our surroundings. We're in more of a small, very small, clearing surrounded by autumn trees. Lukas joins me and I rest my head on his shoulder "It's very nice here"

"Yeah it's pretty" He says "Adrianna..." I look up at him "I thought I'd never hear you use that name ever again" I see him smile "Ever since Teacher left you stopped calling me by my name...I stopped too...so I can't really complain now can I?"

"No" I say sternly. He sighs and I wrap my arms around his "I'm sorry...you know I don't like talking about him"

"Yeah, yeah, but you should" he slips his arm around my shoulders and pulls me to his chest. I scrunch up his shirt in my hand. Grabs my hand and holds it in his lap " Now don't start crying" I snort.

"I do not cry" I dig my nails into his hand and he returns it with squeezing harder "Especially not for him...he'd have my ass if he found out...which raises the question of why he left without a word and not a letter since" I bite my lip "And we cannot summon him because we're demo..."

"What?" I pull away from Lukas and and look him in the eye "Tell me"

"We know the spell and all the ingredients for the summoning right?" He nods "So the Germans and the witch!"

"What we get them to summon him?" I shake my head 'yes' "Actually that's a very good idea...get your knife"