Bright blue combat boots stomped through the halls of the Eyrie Building. The sharp clickclack heel-toe steps that could only be made by very expensive dress shoes followed them. Lily rolled her eyes at the breathless arguments the blonde man behind her was spewing. Something stupid about the man being in a meeting. Conference call, no place for a child, security on their way, yada yada yada. After several minutes of wandering around aimlessly with one Mr. Bennett trailing her every move, she finally came to the door she was looking for.

Not missing a single beat, she grabbed the doorknob, and pulled the door open with such force it bounced off the wall. Inside the big office, a pony-tailed man on the phone looked up in shock. Lily smirked before sauntering in as if she belonged, locking the door behind her, much to the dismay of the guy that looked like he had a stick shoved up his ass. The man she surprised—who was actually kinda hot—could only stare, unmoving from his comfy looking chair behind his ginormous desk. The girl wondered absent-mindedly if it took a whole tree to make.

Pony Tail gaped at the red-head as she made her way to his desk, reached across, and pressed the end call button. It wasn't until she flopped down into the chair opposite of him (her boots propped up on the desk) that he snapped out of his trance.

"Young lady," he said calmly, his voice suave and cool. It made Lily want to smash his face through the glass of that huge window behind him. "May I ask what it is you are doing here?" He paused. "I really hope you didn't just cost me a multi million project just to sell Girl Scout cookies.

Lily cocked her head to the side, her hands clasped and resting on her stomach. "Do I seriously look like a prissy ass girl scout to you?" she demanded, sweeping a hand over herself. "I'm here to talk business, old man, and I heard you're into that kinda crap." She paused when she saw a piece of lint sticking to the front of her oversized black sweater, which she promptly flicked off.

The man arched an eyebrow, obviously intrigued with Lily's blunt approach to things. "Business? Shouldn't you be off in school learning math and English?"

"Oh haha, that's cute," Lily spat. "Look, I got all the time in the world, really, and I'm not leaving anytime soon." She paused and looked out the window with a smug smirk. "And something tells me you need to be outta here before nightfall, Xanatos."

Something flashed in the man's hard eyes for a split second. Most people wouldn't have caught it, but Lily wasn't stupid. She knew what to look for, and she found it. Xanatos straightened, folding his hands on his desk.

"You have my attention, Miss…"

"Evans. Lily Evans."

Xanatos quirked an eyebrow at that, amusement coating his features. "A fan of Harry Potter, are we?"

Lily smiled. "Was hoping you'd catch that." She pulled her feet off of his desk and sat up. "Not many do. But that's beside the point. As I said, I have business to conduct. A proposition for you," she said confidently.

"Is that so?"


"Pray tell, Miss Evans, what your proposition is," Xanatos pressed lightly. Lily's eyes flashed wickedly.

"The Gargoyles. I think it's safe to say they pretty much hate humans. Not that I blame them," Lily added sharply. "Stupid little things you are. They've been sleeping for a thousand years. They're gonna be confused and angry and all sorts of jacked up when they wake." She shrugged "Who's to say they won't lash out when they wake up?"

"I don't think you're giving them much credit, Miss Evans," Xanatos said.

"Oh, you think they'll wanna play nice? Dude, they were betrayed by the last people they knew."

"Still. You don't know if they will actually attack."

"You wanna test it?" she snapped. He didn't say anything, so she went on. "Now, this is their castle. They will defend it with everything they got, so in doing this, you're gaining a great alley. Don't fuck it up," she snapped harshly. She took a breath. "Right. Now for what I want."

"Yes, pray tell."

"I want to be there when they wake. They know me; they'll listen to me. I'm the last one that didn't screw them over. But, you know how unreliable us "teens" are," she said, rolling her eyes and air quoting the appropriate word. "If I'm not here, don't worry, just don't tell them about me just yet. They probably wouldn't believe you if you said their old war buddy were hanging around. I want full access to them, which also means the castle. If anything, I'll be there for your protection."

Xanatos was staring at her in a sort of shock, trying to process what she had said at first. A slow smile spread across his face.

"'Eyes black as midnight, hair of fire, lips crimson with the blood of her enemies. This is the Gargoyles' protector, let her word be her law.' That's what the Magus wrote about you." He paused. "Madam Lilith, Demon Child of Aalair."

She rolled her eyes at his words. "Took you long enough."

He simply smiled. "However, your eyes aren't exactly black. More of an amethyst. Not many red-heads can pull it off. You really are a strange creature."

"Pray you never have to see the black eyes. They only come out with crimson lips."

"You drink blood?"

"I've been trying to cut back."

"Interesting." He paused, his dark eyes studying her. "What else?"

"Who says I want anything else?" she demanded, a bit too defensively. Xanatos smiled slyly. Lily crinkled her nose at that look. Humans shouldn't have it. Hell, even Demons were iffy. Still, she said nothing.

"I can see it in your eyes. Please, Miss Evans, if we are to strike a deal, I need all the details," he said smoothly. Lily narrowed her eyes at him.

"Fine then. The Magus's book. I want access to it, if only for a few days. When I'm done with it, I'll give it back. It doesn't even have to leave the castle," she told him lightly. He arched an eyebrow at that.

"And what, may I ask, do you need that for?"

"That's none of your business. Just know it won't be used against you. That I promise."

Xanatos looked hesitant. Lily wondered if she asked for too much and decided that if he said no, she could just kill him and take it anyway. Wouldn't be too hard. But then there's that Pixie…

He spoke.

"Is there anything else? And what do I get out of it?"

"You, sir, get my assistance with anything I deem worthy of my time. I'm very… oh, what's the word… lenient when it comes to morals." There was a wicked gleam in her eyes that Xanatos decided he admired. "You're a rich guy, I'm a rich Demon, and let's face it, we didn't earn our money the most honest way possible, but your way was probably not as bloody as mine. You need a dirty deed done; I'm your gal. Just…" she paused. "No killing kids. Hate doing that." She made a face, cringing a bit.

Xanatos studied Lily for a second, as if trying to make up his mind. Before he could decide, she spoke again. "I do have one deal breaker though."

"And what would that be?"

"The Wings. If any harm comes to them because of your exploits, you will not be happy with my actions. I didn't spend the last thousand years babysitting them just so they could be killed off as soon as they wake." Her voice was deadly, threatening. "I'm not stupid. I've been around a long time, I know how you humans think."

"And if I were to do just that?" he asked, an eyebrow arched and a challenge in his voice. Lily smirked.

"You've seen how big Goliath is. He'd be awful mad if he were betrayed again. And I won't be around to help you. Just keep that in mind." She smiled, leaning back in her chair. "Now then, a question."


"Mr. Xanatos, have you ever made a deal with a Demon?"

Xanatos smiled grimly. "Something tells me I don't have a choice."

"No, I guess you don't." He stood, walking around the desk. Lily looked up at him for a second before standing. She only came up to his shoulder, even with the little height added from her boots. The man held out his hand and she took it, giving it two firm shakes.

"Well, then, pleasure doing business with you, my good sir. I have crap to do before they wake, so I'll see you later."

Without another word, she turned on her heels and started for the door, quickly unlocking it and throwing it open in one fluid movement. Outside the door was a very irked looking Owen Burnett. She smirked at him as he rushed in to check on his boss. Stupid pixie. She never did like those magic folk.

Now, just to wait for Xanatos to break the deal. She knew he would eventually. If she could, she would do it first, but after all, she is a Demon. And not just any Demon, but the Demon Child of Aalair. And her word is her law.

She gave a small smirk as she walked into the elevator at the end of the hall. It felt good to be back in the game.

Not as long as the last one, but I kinda had fun writing this one. Lemme know if I screwed up Xanatos at all though, I'm kinda iffy on if I did good on him.