Brotherhood of the Hunters

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"That's really how you plan to live up to the family name?" Lukas Hunter had come looking for his younger sibling late one evening. It had been left to him to tutor the younger man in things their father never did since his disappearance several years ago. He made it seem like a chore for him to do this, but secretly he enjoyed bossing the other man around, and was actually proud of what they did. He was arrogant enough to believe the world was a safer place because of him, blindly following the guild and their rules when it came to witches.

Evan Amber was sat in a dimly lit bar that evening, the stirrer in her drink slowly moving around the glass of its own accord as she read the book before her. It would have strained the eyes of any normal person, but then witches were hardly considered normal. This was a safe haven of sorts, a bar only known of to other witches. Evan liked it this way, it was the only freedom in a world controlled by the witch hunters guild. While her craft came natural to her, Evan wasn't like most other witches. She had no long family lineage to teach her the ways of the craft, having been born into a family of 'norms', she had instead been left outcast by them to struggle until she stumbled upon a best friend to show her everything.

"Trust me, Simon never had a problem making noise." Lukas snorted, though he grabbed Belle's arm and burst into the room where his brother was being kept. He didn't know what to expect, but given the glass that was inside the younger man, Lukas was prepared for the worst.

Simon was bathed in sweat and shivering. He was sitting up on the bed, looking around as if he was completely lost. 
Belle yanked her arm free as soon as they entered the room and rubbed it. She gave Lukas a wounded look.

"What did you see?" Lukas demanded of his brother when he saw the state the younger man was in. He already blamed Evan, wishing he had made her come along also. As it was, he was avoiding looking at the red head next to him, almost like his conscience reprimanded him for pulling Belle like he had.

"An ocean." Simon breathed. "Something is coming. We need to get to the archives..."
Belle could relate to the ocean dream. She'd had it since she was a child and it never ended well. She waved a hand inspecting the aura surrounding the younger brother. She could see a tiny rainbow near his heart. That was bad. Very bad.

"The archives?" Lukas echoed, resting his hands on his brothers shoulders to keep him still. "Brother, what did you see?" He asked, worried that he had mentioned the ocean, even he knew this wasn't going to end well for them.

"I don't know, Lukas. It was just a dream." Simon mumbled, pushing his hands through his hair. "I just feel like maybe we missed something..." he paused and looked toward Belle. "Well she's slightly more dressed than the other hooked you bring home..."

Lukas felt himself groan when Simon spat that last insult. "I'm surprised you don't remember the woman who condemned you to life as a tool of the guild." He hissed. "I would play nice if I were you, she's going to try and remove the glass."

"No!" Simon shoved his brother away from him, sending the elder man stumbling into the tiny red head. "Get away from me! I won't allow it!"

"What? You want to keep that glass inside you?" Lukas asked, rather confused. "Why?" He added, still holding Belle from where he had made an effort to try and keep himself from knocking her over when Simon pushed him away.

"I...don't know..." Simon said feeling rather confused. He had a tissue box in his hand, prepared to defend himself with it. 
Belle laughed softly, using Lukas' powerful arms to balance herself.

"You don't know, but you're prepared to fight me for it?" Lukas asked, arching his brow slightly.

"You always take everything from me, even dad." Simon muttered. He tossed the box at Belle smiling when she jumped. "I'm going to the archive. She can look at it there but she's not taking anything out of me. Got it, Beast?"

Lukas was watching his brother closely, suspicious of his apparently sudden change in character. "Why do you have such a sudden interest in the archives?"

"You keep asking me that and I still don't know." Simon growled, yanking on his pants and not caring if the red head saw him.

"I keep asking because you are acting strange!" Lukas growled, not appreciating his brother embarrassing Belle like he was.

Simon gave Belle a full view of his backside before yanking up his skin tight jeans. The little red head covered her eyes, her face as red as her hair. "Are you coming or are you going to keep growling at me. And...if this is who you say it is...why is she still alive and where is the other one?"

Lukas was watching his brother with a narrowed gaze now, recalling how obsessed Simon had been with the other witch before all this trouble had even started. "What do you care where she is?" He asked thinly.

"You were so obsessed with killing them. Don't you need the set?" Simon asked, turning the question back on the elder man. "Come on now, Beast. I know how to play this game too."

"And now this one is offering to try and save my idiot brother, despite the jerk he's being!" Lukas growled. "You could show a little gratitude and stop thinking with what you squeeze into those jeans!"

"It's not like you didn't force her to. Don't tell me she's here out of the goodness of her heart. No one cares whether we live or doe. They never have." Simons attitude had gone extremely sour. That was very unlike him. Even Belle seemed to notice. "Stop toying with me. Do whatever you're going 5o do with her and I'll see you at the archives."

Lukas just let his brother go this time, though he was glaring hatefully at his back. "I'm sorry." He told Belle wearily, like he was rather worn down by his brother's attitude after so long of enduring it.

"You are?" Belle didn't know what to make of this. Just a moment ago he'd been growling and all but tossing her around like she was no better than a dog. This man was extremely confusing.
"Come on, beast!" Simon shouted. "I NEED to get there!"

Lukas didn't offer anything further in the way of an apology. He simply followed after his brother, knowing Belle's curiosity about the archives would keep her close behind him.