Revelations

Raheem and Stiles walked inside from the back and heard Frank and Tatiana talking to a man. Raheem stilled because he knew whose voice it was. He moved quickly towards the living room.

He made it just in time to hear Blake ask. "Please just let my little girls stay. I can leave."

Blake looked at him and sighed with relief. Raheem looked towards Frank and Tatiana for an explanation. Tatiana raised her hands in surrender. Frank just sat down and read the newspaper. 'Nope, I'm definitely not going to make the same mistake twice.'

His soul was still injured, and he wasn't trying to end up embarrassing himself again. Blake then explained why he was there and what happened. He took out the torn piece of paper as proof.

Raheem thought about his options. Blake was feeling very nervous. He was afraid Raheem would decline because of what he had said in the past. He was about to beg when Raheem spoke up.

"Mr. Rivers, all of you are welcome to stay here. We have plenty of rooms to spare." Blake sighed. "There are some conditions, though. The first is that none of you can speak about what you experience here. To make sure of this, all of you will sign a contract." He gave him time to think.

Blake nodded, and Raheem continued. "The second condition is that you can't have any contact with anyone from the outside world. We can't be sure who you can trust. Whatever organization Nikki belonged to could have planted spies around you. I can't take any chances at the moment." Blake agreed with him on this. He had already destroyed all of their electronics.

"The third condition is that no matter what or who comes, you may not ask or discuss it with outsiders. If you agree to these conditions, then sign your name on this paper. Samantha doesn't need to since she is still a kid. Sasha does so make sure she signs it."

He watched him sign it and leave to go out to the front to start moving stuff in. "Stiles, go help them. Tatiana hide or destroy all of the weapons. Frank, make sure the basement and any other rooms are locked. I don't want Sammy to go exploring and see something she shouldn't." Tatiana groaned but still did as she was told. Frank went and checked the rooms. The basement was probably the most secured place on the property after the greenhouse.

Raheem placed his head in his hands and sighed. "Ok, nothing too serious, just your ex and her family moving in. There's nothing to worry about." He knew he was only lying to himself, but it helped.

"HOLY CRAP! This place is huge!" Raheem chuckled at Sam's observation. She ran inside, leaving her bags on the floor. "Sammy! Don't leave your bags by the door. Remember, we are guests!" Stiles walked by and said. "Don't worry about it. Don't go crying a river." He kicked towards the bags, and they flew into the air. Blake got ready to catch them, but they didn't fall.

*Thunk*

Sasha watched from the door as the bags floated in the air. Blake backed up. "You a wizzard?" Stiles laughed and said. "Nope, not even close. I used the pressure of my kick to make them go up and just adjusted how much pressure gravity put on them, thus making them float."

Neither of them knew what to say. They watched as the boy defied all laws of physics as if they never existed to begin with. Raheem came over and waved his hands. Sasha's bags flew to his arms. He gestured with his finger, and the contract flew over as well. "Sasha, I will show you to your room." He grabbed the bags and started heading upstairs.

Blake nudged her, and this brought her back. She followed behind him. Blake went to pick up his own bags but found they weren't there. "Don't worry about them. I've already put them in your room." Tatiana was back again lying on the couch. She was wearing a short pair of shorts and a tank top.

Blake stared at her figure in a trance. "Don't stare for too long. I wouldn't want to steal a married man after all." Blake shook his head and apologized.

"Don't sweat it. It happens to the best of men." Frank folded the newspaper. "Not to me." He was confident in his self-control. Tatiana smirked at him. "Franky boy never challenge a succubus. We always and I mean always get to the center of the tootsie pop."

Franklin didn't respond to her. "Blake, there are beers in the fridge help yourself. Blake nodded and left. When he returned, he had a bottle of whiskey and two beers. The three cheered each other and started drinking.

Raheem led Sasha upstairs. He could feel her gazing a hole into his back. He opened her door and dropped off her bags.

"Well, this will be your room. Samantha is next door, and your dad is three doors down. Stiles doesn't stay here." He moved to pass her up and leave the room, but she grabbed his hand. He didn't pull away from her. He could feel how much turmoil and pain she was going through.

He closed the door and gently hugged her. "Go ahead and let it all out. This way, you can be at peace." Sasha screamed and hit his chest repeatedly.

Raheem didn't get upset at her. He knew she was just venting. Raheem gently rubbed her head and the back of her neck.

A few moments later, Sasha composed herself again. "Sorry about hitting you." Raheem just smiled at her. "Don't mention it."

The room grew quiet until Sasha spoke. "Can you explain to me what you are? I know it's over between us. I- I-I just wanna know more about you." Raheem sighed and sat down on the bed.

He patted the spot next to him for to sit. He wasn't worried about her telling anyone because of the contract. He didn't bother making Sammy sign it because she was innocent, and it would leave a bad taste in his mouth. The contract was a death contract. The moment Sasha or Blake even thought of betraying him, it would activate. It would pull their souls down into hell, where they would eternally be burned and tortured.

Raheem opened up and told her everything. About his past life, his death, and his new position as the All-Beast. Simply saying Sasha was overwhelmed is an understatement. She wasn't expecting all of that. At most, she expected to hear how he was some big werewolf prince or something.

Raheem looked at her reaction. 'What was I thinking? There was no way we could have been together.' This moment made him squash any ideas of getting back together. He was hurt, but not like before. "Sasha, I shouldn't have to tell you this, but you can't tell Sammy any of this. I don't want her to be involved. It's the entire reason why she wasn't forced to sign the contract."

Sasha agreed with him. Raheem patted her on the back of her hand and got up. "If you need any advice on magic, talk to Frank. He is literally an angel, so don't be scared of him." "What about Tatiana?" Raheem stopped with his hand on the doorknob. "You should be very scared of her. She is a devil and a demon from Hell. Like the main one, not a smaller version of one." He left her after saying that last piece.

He went to the backyard because he saw Peter and Derek. Before they could even speak, he made them sign another contract. He told them everything and watched as their eyes got bigger and bigger.

'It's satisfying seeing people reactions.' Raheem thought as he brushed past them and locked up the shed. Peter was the first to wake from his shock.

"Sooo...what I'm hearing is that a job position is still open?" He smirked and spread his arms wide open. Raheem gave a small smile at him. Peter took this as a sign to continue his sales pitch.

"Listen, I know my choices in the past have given the wrong impression. I also know I can't give the lives I have taken, but the key point here is that I have killed. Scott is an amazing candidate, but he is no general. He is more like the upstanding soldier all the higher ups like to keep around to serve as an example for the new recruits. He is no killer, Raheem. I, on the other hand, have killed and bear none of the consequences that come along with it."

Raheem faced him. "Exactly. You don't feel shame, remorse, or empathy for the people you have killed. I highly doubt you can even sympathize with regular people. Tell me, would you solve every single problem with violence? Would you kill people who were only expressing themselves?"

Peter tried to respond but was cut off. "Obviously, those questions were hypothetical since I won't be accepting you as one of my apostles. Scott doesn't need to kill personally he can just order one of you to do it." Peter couldn't really think of a response.

Raheem dusted his hands off. "So, with that being said. I'm sorry to inform you, but we have decided to move in a different direction." He walked past them and gave Peter a pat on the back.

Scott was hiding behind a tree not far. He didn't mean to eavesdrop. It just sorta happened. He blinked his eyes and lost track of Raheem.

Raheem ruffled his hair and made him scream. "Haha, Scott, everyone that is here has some sort of heightened sense. It's useless to hide from us. Come on inside of the house. You can relax."