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Subject: {ASSM} Artemis Jones 05- Start Spreading the News
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Sometimes people need someone they can count on.  Sometimes they need 
someone to believe in them.  Sometimes I am that man. 


My name is Artemis Jones.  This is my story.

   Kim and I got back into the car.  We eventually made our way back to the
hotel.  I took about twice as long, since I couldn't really ask directions
because I don't really speak Romanian.  Kim and I didn't speak on the way
back.  I guess we both had a lot to think about.

   I didn't really know what to think about the conversation with, well
hell I didn't even know who she was.  Given all that had happened, I wonder
if that was even where she lived.  She could have broke in and left after I
did.  That was behind me now.  Now to mover forward.

   I invited Kim up to my room to talk.

   *"So, what do think about what she said?"

   *"I think she is right.  I will stay with you.  I will gather my things
and call you when all is ready.  I do think that I will be staying away
from alcohol for a while.  I do not act like that.  I felt as if I were
being drawn into the situation.  Please do not take offense, but I don't
think I will be sleeping with you again either."

   With a wink I said, *"That is a bummer, I thought we did pretty good
together." She blushed.  "I do respect that.  I also think that is a sound
decision.  What happens in Romania, stays in Romania."

   I don't think she got the Vegas connection with that remark but she
replied anyway, "Thank you.  It would be most embarrassing if other people
knew we had sex and I had only known you a couple of days.  It would not
seem proper."

   I guess she would be in for a culture shock when we got to California.
Casual sex was nearly an art form there.  I told her I would have my jet
take her back to Beijing now.  I had all the information I cared to look
for from this place.

   We both took the jet back to Beijing.  I dropped her off and had a limo
take her back to her dorm.  I think she would be in for a major Q and A
session when she got back.

   Once we were fueled and ready to depart I was ready to go home.  After a
couple of hours in flight I decided I didn't want to go home.  I told the
pilot to stop and refuel but I was going to New York instead.  I didn't
really want to make myself that presentable of target.  I didn't have a
group set up yet that I could turn to.  I knew if I went back now, I would
probably die on the next attack.  I was feeling better and was up to about
eighty percent now.

   We landed on a private airport in New York city.  While in the air I had
made reservations at an upscale hotel.  It was one of my favorites.  I
checked to see how the family business was holding up.

   It seemed when I was gone the United Inquisitor had run a few articles
about me.  One showed me with the patch work shirt and short Kim made me,
with the headline "Billionaire Goes On Wild Rampage." It showed all the
bandages on me." It also had published another one with the headline
"Billionaire Takes Two To Tango." with a picture of Andrea and Kim walking
in with me.  Whoever was doing this was obviously following me.  I wondered
if they were in league with whoever was responsible for this situation I
was in.

   Well the board had done some damage control.  They explained that I
really didn't do to much with the companies now.  I had given them power to
run it.  They also reminded the media that I had just about lost all of my
support group, when my friends and family died and maybe was just trying to
get it all out.  I didn't have anything to do with press releases and that
story sounded just as good as any other.

   When I arrived at the Hotel, I checked in and had them buy me a top of
the line laptop.  I didn't really feel the need to send for mine since I
was just going to be surfing around on it anyway.  However, I did want a
nice one.  I asked them where they were going to get it from and called the
store.  I told them a list of programs I wanted on it.  I did know a few
things about computers.  Can't be much of an engineer with out that
knowledge.  That and the fact a lot of the ones at my company were
brilliant with them.

   It arrived an hour later or so.  I set about using the wireless network
in the hotel and started surfing the net.  I tried looking at different
organizations devoted to following the supernatural.  I found I was looking
at anything from Goth groups saying they were vampires, I would be checking
that one out just in case, to conspiracy theorists who contributed most of
the worlds ills to them.  I few were so loony they might have merit.  But
one was hosted by an anonymous user.  I tried to find out information on
who it was but didn't have any luck doing the research by myself.

   I hired a P.I.  that specialized in net investigation to look into the
matter and left it at that.  I got in touch with my company to check on the
progress of my new suit.  I really felt vulnerable without it.  I wanted
every advantage I could when dealing with this shit.  They were still
working on it.  I told them to add more people if necessary, but keep a low
profile and get it done as soon as they could.

   I decided to go out tonight.  I put on my medallion and one of my better
suits and headed out for one of the hot spots in the city.  If you've never
been to New York, it is a sight to be seen.  You can pretty much get
anything in New York you want.  If you are willing to pay the money for it
and be quiet about it.  It also helps to know where to look or to know
someone who knows where to look.

   I knew both.  Like I said I traveled and took odd jobs when I was
younger.  Maybe one of these days I might go into more detail of some of
them, but not now.  I went out with a girl, Sarah, that followed Wicca once
and she told me of this place in New York that they all gathered.  They
pretty much had to know you to get in, but you could bring someone by as a
guest every once in a while.  I never went there with her but I remembered
where it was at.  It was in the back of an adult bookstore.  One that
catered to same sex tastes.  Not to say that the group was either gay of
lesbian, I didn't know them.  They might be for all I knew.  I know this
was a front.

   There was a password that you said to the cashier or manager and they
would lead you to a booth to watch an adult movie.  Then you pick out a
certain movie and someone came and got you.  At least that is what she said
they did when I was dating her.  It had been about six years since then. 
Things might have changed.  Well I could see.  I might be able to tell if
they had anyone had magic or it was mostly a religious sort of thing.

   I took a cab to the place.  The driver gave me a look, but I didn't care
what he thought.  I went in.  Damn, this was a wild place.  They had to be
paying off someone in order to get by with this.  Granted you couldn't see
in from the outside.  Once you walked in the front door there was an
entrance way.  Still you couldn't see anything.  It had a warning that if
you were offended by sex or were a minor or had a problem with alternative
lifestyles leave now.  If not enter and have some fun.

   I walk in to see a guy's ass hanging out of some chaps.  Not too bad,
but not my taste.  I undid a few of the buttons on my shirt and hung the
jacket over my shoulder.  I looked around the shop a couple of times I saw
men kissing and women kissing.  I saw people into leather.  Dom's and
Sub's. If it wasn't mainstream, you could probably find it here.  I did get
hit on a few times.  Groped even more, nice but no one I would consider
doing.

   I looked at some of the people walking in to see if anyone fit the type.
Not a one.  Maybe they dressed up too.  Some people were going to the
booths they had in the back so I bought some tokens and went back too.

   The booth had a padded chair in it that would fit under the screen to
watch the movie in.  It was about a four foot by four foot area with a
floor length curtain hanging down form it.  There were two circles cut out
in the booth I was in that looked to be able to see into the next booth.  I
thought to myself these must be glory holes.  I had seen pictures of these
on the net but hadn't ever seen them in person before.  I popped a token in
and started a movie.  I turned the volume down low so that I might be able
to hear if anyone came in to the booths next to me.

   I heard someone next to me.  Curiosity got the best of me and I looked
though the little peep hole into the next booth.  I had to sit down and
then bend over a little to see through it.  I looked like something was
blocking me from seeing into the next room.  It was like a plastic that had
cut places in it.  You could stick something through it and it would go
into the next room but you couldn't see unless you stuck you finger through
and opened up the thing.  I stuck my fingers through to try to look into
the next room.  I saw a man with his fly undone, stroking his meat watching
a movie.

   Someone was coming closer.  They must be going into one of the booths
close to me.  The curtain started moving on my booth.  Susan came in.

   "Arty, how ya doin?"

   "Ok, how did you know I was here?"

   "Saw ya on the closed circuit monitor.  That was pretty hot.  You into
guys now?"

   "No, I was trying to find my way into the back of the store.  I was
looking into the next booth and the next thing I know he was sticking his
thing in here.  I figured I would give him a helping hand."

   "So what do you want?  You looking for a quickie?"

   "No, I wanted to go to the back and see if anyone could answer a few
questions.  Have you been keeping up with the news?"

   "Which one, the wild time in China or the hot chicks in Romania?"

   "Actually the one where my parents died and most of my friends were
killed."

   "Shit, I think I did hear about that happening to some rich family, but
didn't put two and two together."

   "Well, let's just say that something bigger is at work here and I need
to see if any of you guys can help me."

   "Sure let me see if it's ok to bring you back.  You may have to tell
your story though.  I know you, but they will be suspicious."

   "I will if I think any of them can help."

   She left the room.  A few minutes later she came back with a blindfold.
She guided me down the hall and to a door.  She opened it and led me down
some stairs.  She knocked on a door, then a little later it opened.

   She led me through a hallway and then stopped and took off my blindfold.
A couple of people were chuckling when I walked in.

   "Let me guess, I didn't need the blindfold."

   "Nope thought it would be more fun that way.  There's that and your fly
is down."

   I zipped my pants back up.  I took my medallion from under my shirt and
looked at it.  It glowed slightly.  I tried to see if it got brighter or
dimmer when I walked around the room.

   The area looked like a college coffee house.  There were mainly
twenty-some things in the main part.  A few segregated groups were here and
there.  All sorts of things on the walls, carving painting, poems.  There
was a little bit of everything in here.  There were also a group that had
monitors in the back that were set up in the bookstore.  They waved when I
went past.  I waved back, I had nothing to hide.  The medallion didn't get
brighter or dimmer.  It stayed dimly lit on my chest.  In the cave the
medallion glowed bright.  I guess it glowed brighter when there was more
magic or greater magic maybe.  Of course you couldn't get more magical than
a dragon.

   "So Sarah, what would you say if I told you that there was actually
magic in the world."

   "Well, I would say of course there is magic in the world.  Look at a
baby being born.  Look at the sunrise and sunset.  Look at a rainbow.  If
you don't think there is magic in the world how can you look at all that."

   "No, I mean real magic.  Hocus pocus, vampires, zombies, skeletons,
dragons stuff like that."

   "Have you been hitting the pipe?  That shit is make believe.  Did you
lose it when they killed everybody.  Oops, shit, that was harsh.  But
seriously, magic.  Geez, Art what do you mean by that?"

   "Look I think somehow I pissed or my family pissed off something
supernatural.  I don't really know what killed them, but an old flame came
by and said that she was attacked too.  Then we were both attacked by
zombies first, then vampires and then a demon.  The demon took my friend. I
met some people who taught me a little on how to resist magic.  I met a
dragon, killed a Chinese vampire and got my fortune told.  And this
necklace here can detect magic.  And there is something or someone here
that is magic."

   "What is it?  Weed, crack, crank?  What drug did you turn to?  Art, this
stuff isn't real.  I mean don't you think we would have learned about it
for now"

   "No we wouldn't.  It keeps itself hidden.  It kills when necessary and
protects itself.  It can be in plain sight and you wouldn't know.  Magic
can be good bad or neutral.  Right now I am trying to find the good.  I am
trying to build a support system for me, so that I can find my friend and
kill whoever is responsible for killing my friends and family."

   "Ok, if anyone knows anything it will be Ed.  He owns the place.  You're
cute too, so that may help."

   We went over to Ed's table.  It had twenty-some things galore.  They
were all cute and they were all men.  I know what Sarah meant now.

   "Ed, this is Art.  I think he would like to ask you a few questions."

   "Art, sit down.  Make yourself comfortable.  All right boys, scram.  I
have an important matter to discuss."

   The cute guys left the table and I sat down.

   "So, Sarah says you're the man to see if I need to know what's happening
in this place."

   "I am the man to see for all your needs sweetie."

   "So, do you believe in magic?"

   "In a young girls heart?"

   "Not the song, but real magic."

   "Well, there are all sorts of things in the world.  I don't really
believe that things should be limited to a narrow point of view."

   A perfect non-answer.  "What about magical creatures?  Zombies,
skeletons and such."

   "I hope I don't meet any if there are such creatures."

   Again, nothing to go on.  "Well, I do believe in magic.  Real magic.  I
came to this place because Sarah told me about it a couple of times.  I was
hoping to find real magic here.  I can tell you there is real magic here
somewhere.  I get the feeling it is coming from you."

   "See this necklace.  It has a medallion on it.  That medallion can
detect magic and magical creatures.  Or I should say those that aren't
mundane like the rest of the world.  I believe it works, because a dragon
gave it to me."

   If anything would wrinkle his feathers, that surely would.  He still had
an amused look on his face.

   "While, your story is the most amusing one I have heard in a while, I do
get this type of stuff at least a couple of times a week.  People hoping
Wicca is magic.  Hoping that I can curse someone or make a love potion.  I
do like the use of a dragon though.  Reach for the stars and hope you grab
something in return."

   "Look, If you want I can describe the feelings I got when I went to see
him.  I had to give him a tribute for any information.  I had to give him
another gift for the magical swords he gave me.  I had sex with a nymph.  I
didn't die like most people she said would.  I am almost immune to magic. I
fought a demon.  That same demon took someone close to me.  I will do what
I can to make you believe.  I don't want a love potion, or a curse.  I need
information."

   The amused look on his face dropped.  He looked around to see if anyone
was listening.  "Come to the backroom with me.  Of course most everyone
will think we are going to have sex.  Is your reputation worth
information?"

   I told him, "If can get information that I can use, it would almost be
worth any price."

   He told me, "watch what you say to certain things, they may keep you to
your word.  Follow me."

   He got up grabbed my hand and led me to a door at the back of the club.
I gave Sarah a quick wink as I left.  Let her think what she will.

   When I entered the room the medallion get a little bit brighter.  I
wondered if the room was what was magical and I was getting a proximity
alert from the medallion.  Ed turned serious and motioned me to sit.

   "Well, young man what is it you wish to know?

   "Do you have any dealing with other creatures?  My family and friends
were killed, and someone very close to me was taken by a demon and I
haven't seen or heard from her since.  I need to have some information on
that.  I am flying blind trying to get information.  I would like to know
who is trying to get me.  If I can rescue my friend from the demon.  And
whatever else can help me."

   "What if I told you I was a vampire."

   "Do you kill people?  Are you evil?  I was told there are good vampires
and bad vampires.  I killed a Chinese vampire, when I was in China.  He was
bad.  I really don't have anything to base my assumption with.  Sarah knows
you and I trust in her instincts somewhat."

   "What kind of vampire are you?"

   "Well that is difficult to explain.  There are many types of vampires
and different vampires within the types.  I feed of off sex.  I opened the
shop and can feed off of the sexual energy from that.  I find it
pleasurable, since I am somewhat of a voyeur too.  If I had sex and fed
that way it would drain a person and they would honestly become addicted to
it.  It would eventually kill them."

   "I don't know if this is true or not.  This is my personal take on the
situation.  I believe vampires are descended from demons.  The type of
demon you are descended from determines your type of vampirism.  Obviously
I think I came from a succubus or an incubus.  The blood sucking varieties
I think come from those who like violence.  All this is just a guess."

   "Do you know who I am?"

   "Yes, you are Artemis Jones.  You are very wealthy.  And yes there is a
death mark on you."

   "Do you know who has it."

   "A very powerful group of evil beings.  There are sorcerers, vampires,
and possibly a demon or two.  I don't ask too many questions, because I
don't really wish to die."

   "Do you know of any group having connections to them?  Anyone I could
rough up to get some more information?"

   "Not by yourself.  The only ones I know of are a group of hit men
vampires that hire themselves out to the group.  They are well armed.  I
think you might have taken some of them out when you were battling with
them because they are gunning for you.  They are based here in New York, so
you might want to watch yourself while you are here."

   "Ok, where do they make their hideout at?"

   "It varies.  I don't really know how to get in touch with them.  Your
best bet is to get some people that can fight together and use yourself as
bait.  That they would respond to."

   "So do you know about how to get someone from a demon?"

   "For that you would have to go to an expert.  I can put you in touch
with someone who summons demons.  Be careful they will trick you and the
price they carry for information is high.  They value power too."

   "Thank you for your time.  I appreciate it."

   Ed got up and came up next to me.  He messed my hair up and untucked my
shirt.  He unzipped me a little bit and felt me up while he was at it. 
"Mmm, nice.  Have to keep up appearances though.  Might be suspicious
otherwise." He did the same thing to himself.  He also unzipped fully but
nothing was really showing.  As he opened the door, he reached out and
grabbed me.  He kissed me with such a force that I had to use the door
frame for support.

   I walked out of his office.  Sarah came up to me.

   "So did you find what you were looking for?" She zipped me up and felt
me up in the process.  She tucked my shirt back in and smoothed my hair
back down.  "I can tell you didn't have sex.  I have seen what you look
like afterwards." She winked.

   "So where are you off to?  Back to the hotel?"

   I invited Sarah back to the hotel with me.  She led me out the club a
different way.  There was an alley out back that you could come in from.  I
got a cab and we went back to the hotel.  I invited her up to my room.  

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