Spencer Redmond

Tatyana knew how much weight her offer held, for both Spencer and for herself. It would give Spencer something she assumed that he had figured he would never get again, and for her it would rob the vampire of the loyal witch family she had had by her side for years. Finding another witch wouldn’t necessarily be difficult, but finding one with the abilities of Spencer would be, not to mention that it would take her years to feel any sort of loyalty again. 

He took a careful breath, still eyeing her. “I’m gonna need some time.” He glanced down at the book again, turning the page. “Not too long but enough to do some research. I want to make sure I find the right thing.” He flipped another page, still staring at the book. He could find the spell, right? He could at least find something that worked. Meddling with Isak’s head seemed cruel especially with the damaged that he’d already caused but this one act could save his entire family and he wasn’t about to pass that offer up.

“Everybody already hates Nicholas and I have a pretty ruined reputation as it is, so I don’t mind risking destroying us too if it comes down to it,” she spoke back, her tone more confidant than what she was truly feeling inside. This was necessary though, she had to do this, and honestly there was no other way that she could see to get around it. Kaden needed to know about the spell that he had performed, or else she would never be able to fix what had happened to Nicholas.

Spencer doubted she’d go through with it because despite how strong she was appearing here there was something about her that was soft. It was like she hadn’t yet been broken by the world, hadn’t yet had her hope squeezed out of her. She acted like she still saw a future. Maybe the analysis was all wrong but from Spencer’s perspective thats what he saw.

“But—” Oliver started, though, he dropped his hand from the other man’s shoulder and let out a sigh with a nod. He knew he shouldn’t push further than what he needed to, but still, something was nagging at him to get more information out of him, especially after him mentioning that it just seemed to be a huge mess. “Spencer Blake Redmond…” He started, using his middle name in a stern tone.

Spencer hesitated, unsure what to say. Oliver had always thought highly of him, something Spencer had always thought was misplaced. If he was as important as Oliver said then he wouldn’t have managed to get himself into this mess in the first place.

Antonia turned to see the man, a smile relishing at her lips. “Doesn’t matter what I am. As long as I look good doing it.”

Spencer rolled his eyes, smiling ever so slightly. “Thats one take on it.” 

He smiled, “I knew you were able to see what I saw in you, well not the darkness of course. It’s more of this annoying white light.” he said as he shunned away from him. He looked back at the other, “I’ve been practicing dark magic for as long as I could remember. It’s become my form of light, you know?” he explained to the other warlock. 

Spencer cocked his head to the side. “And why are you telling me this?” He rolled his eyes. “Surely it’s not just to inform the masses.” He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning backwards in his seat. “What’s your play?”

“Don’t knock it until you try it, I guess.”

“Not really an option. I’m pretty sure technology is my enemy.” 

“I want to be on it because I think I could be a good addition.” That was a lie, and he knew it. “And because I know it means a lot to my family legacy. It’s important, and sometimes you have to be a part of something bigger than yourself. Plus, I can’t just let the Heaton name go to waste with my cousin’s abrupt departure.”

Spencer nodded. So there were elements of both though he figured it was moreso the latter than the former. Spencer nodded, understanding. He was sure if something had happened to tarnish his family name then he’d be quick to find some way to defend it. Still he couldn’t imagine Simon doing anything bad.

“Technically. But if I’m already walking somewhere then it’s not really making me go out of my way.”

Spencer shrugged. “I mean I guess that makes sense.” 

“It’s easy to play, you can kind of play literally anywhere. So you know, that’s probably why it’s so popular.”

“But you have to walk around to catch Pokemon? So the only difference is that it’s more work.” 

“Right, well it’s a fun game that can be played on the phone. Makes it a lot easier to play and also has forced me to actually go outside.”

Spencer stared at the phone apprehensively. “Right, I’ve heard that. Promotes healthy outdoor exploration or some shit.” 

“Sorry your life sucks and you’re childhood was miserable.” Zachary said sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. “It’s a simple game that amuses me. It’s not that difficult to get.”

“My childhood didn’t suck thank you very much.” Spencer replied curtly. “It’s not. I just wonder why so many people are obsessed with it when Pokemon has been around for years.” 

“That’s the sound of somebody who can’t get it to work on their phone.”

“No, it’s the sound of somebody who outgrew his Pokemon years ten years ago.” Spencer countered. “I just don’t get the appeal.”

“I literally don’t care. Move, I’m gay and according to this, there’s a Jigglypuff nearby.”

Spencer rolled his eyes. “Pokemon go, really? Why is everyone so obsessed with that dumb app?”

“I know, I know, I do look amazing.”

Spencer rolled his eyes. “You’re humble, aren’t you?”

“Cynthia.” She answered as soon as he asked. She wasn’t sure what the young man’s intentions were, but maybe making new friends wouldn’t hurt her. It would actually benefit her. “Oh, you’re not? How come?” She asked, not knowing if he would give an answer or not. She chuckled at his reaction. “Something like that. It’s a funny story, but apparently he didn’t remember meeting me the first time. He called me a filthy blood sucker the second time.” She laughed it off, and shook her head. “Boys, you know?”

He shrugged. “Politics have never interested me.” He lied. “Plus I’m far too busy for any of that. Work, classes, I have way too much going on to keep up with all the drama.” Spencer rolled his eyes. “Must not be worth your time.” He stated. “Can’t say I have too much experience in that department.” That wasn’t a lie. Spencer hadn’t had any time for anything other than work and he’d never dated anyone man or woman.

At his question, he only shook his head with a short chuckle. Still, seeing his old friend was something he had never thought would happen again, so it was a nice afterthought before he added, “I’m not on the Council, yet. It’s more so because my family name is in shambles because of my cousin’s betrayal in just leaving everything behind.” He stated. “I would love to be on the future one, though right now, there’s been a lot of controversy with it all.” 

Spencer cocked his head to the side. He’d known something was up with the council but he hadn’t know how bad it was. So a new government was forming? “Why do you want to be on it?” Spencer asked, feeling like he was asking a dumb question. Moreso he just wanted to know if Oliver wanted to be on it for political reasons or just to correct the association with his family name. In the Supernatural word and the human one names carried weight but especially old families it seemed that one persons actions could define the whole line. 

Kaden shook her head in mild disbelief, although honestly she really wasn’t surprised by Spencer’s words. If there was one thing that she had learned throughout her years in the supernatural community, or at least on the outside looking in, it was that supernaturals rarely wanted to offer help without something in return. Some would view it as a mild form of bartering, but Kaden just found it frustrating more often than not.

He didn’t bother to correct her that he wasn’t in fact the person that’d started this mess. Tatyana had been the one to bring this storm over all of their lives not him. He’d been roped into this just as she was. “You’re threatening to tell people? I’m sure they wouldn’t be too pleased about your involvement either or your friend, Nicholas’s for that matter.” He gave her a look, tilting his head to the side as he waited for her to somehow counter the statement.