[Poltergeist - The Legacy] Mitchell

[MacRorie-Thuryn]

Hearing Derek's words, Mitchell turned to him with red eyes flashing, an evil cold grin on his lips.   "Haven't you figured it out yet, Precept?" He asked, approaching him with a malicious chuckle before tugging on the key the man wore "I don't need to win the keys back......"   "Only the one." he finished in a whisper, now face to face with the man that had caused him his own amount of trouble.  "And she doesn't even know it!"   "Haven't you wondered how it's possible I'm here and the sephlicur I had been trapped in the last time hasn't even been opened yet? Here's a clue -"   His hot breath hit the Precept's cheek as he whispered the number "6...6...6.  Not 5."   With that he threw Derek back against the wall to slump down, grinning in victory at what he felt from the man.