She walked in when she heard Twitch and Hunter whisper to each other. She found herself butting into their conversation.

  Twitch looked up at her. "Hey, thanks for letting me stay..."

  She nodded. "Really you should thank Max for that."

  Twitch looked past her shoulders. "Are you like us? Can you shift?"

  She shook her head. "No, I'm a witch though....and Gabriel.....I mean.....SHADOW...is my brother."

  Twitch had a surprised look on his face. "Really? No kidding! Does this make you a dead raiser too?"

  Rose shook her head. "I possess white magic." Speaking of magic, she begins to question. "Why do you need to know if the Winged Ones can help? They're basically gods!"

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  Hunter spoke up. "Like I've been saying before....what Azazel has.....we can't match..we need to go for something more powerful."

  Rose tilted her head. "Do you know how to summon one?"

  Twitch shook his head. "No, we don't....but maybe you can help if you have white magic in your bloodstream! We need an offering!"

  Rose looked up at the ceiling. "You need.....my blood."

  "Precisely."

  She gave this a thought, then remembered something. "If we do find your creatures...there's no way that their energy can tolerate my brother's....it'll become a quarrel. So do you really want to push this?"

  Twitch turned to Hunter. "Are we willing to?"

  Hunter nodded and turned to Rose. The red head nodded. "My brother may be a good person, but that's one hell of a risk you guys are willing to take."

  Hunter gazed at her with determination. "We'll take our chances."

  Rose nodded and left them alone. She needed to go to sleep...the full moon was already in the middle of the sky. She lay down her head to rest, and eventually went to sleep.