“I,” He started and swallowed hard, not knowing how to continue. They waited, giving him time to gather his thoughts. “I have these dreams.”

 

“What kind of dreams?” Chris asked gently.

 

“Always different ones, but they all end the same.”

 

“How?”

 

“Death,” Ezra whispered. “So much death and I’m supposed to stop it, I wish I knew how.”

 

“We’ll figure it out.”

Demon

He stalked forward, power radiating from him, making the half demons in human disguise to look up from their table to look at him. They all flinched when he raised his hands. Then there was nothing

The next thing the half demons knew, they were standing in the middle of the saloon and everything around them was frozen, except Ezra Standish, known lawman of the town.

He was standing, staring at them with a feral look, his demon visage in place. “

This is my town,” He snarled. “Make any trouble and you die. Understand?”

The half demons nodded.
 
They understood.

Family

“Ezra, how do you end up in these situations?” Chris rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

“It wasn’t my fault!” Ezra protested. “It was Carter’s idea!”

“I’m just expanding the family boy, I mean Sir,” Carter said cheerfully. “I told you that a werewolf would be good to have.”

“But did you have to drag Ezra out in the forest during the full moon to find one?!”
 
“Leopard,” The blonde man said quietly.

“What?” Chris turned to the longhaired blonde man sitting in the chair.

“I’m a wereleopard,” He said again.

“But you can still sniff up bombs and alcohol right?”

“Carter!”

Protection

“I don’t know Ezra, but he reminds me of Vin somehow,” Chris told his friend watching their newest team member getting instructions from Carter. “He doesn’t talk much.”

“I know, but he’s intimidating that way,” Ezra grinned. “He scared the hell out of that bastard Johnson from Team 3.”

“By growling,” Chris shook his head. “When I tried to yell to him about it, he purred and stretched out like a damn cat, smirking at me. He is going to be a handful.”

“He’s ours now, though,” Ezra looked at Chris, daring him to deny it.

“Yeah, he defiantly is.”

Immortal

“Damn it Nathaniel, you just don’t shoot another Immortal because he challenged me!” Ezra raged.

The wereleopard shrugged. “He threatened you,”

“I know, but that’s how it works. Some Immortals are like that, and Chris, Carter and I have to deal with it when they threaten us.” Ezra shook his head. “You can’t get involved.”

Nathaniel put another clip into his gun and cocked it, pointing it at the body on the ground that started to twitch lightly. He emptied the clip into the body, making it go still once again.

Ezra growled at the sound and rolled his eyes.

Hero

Carter was chatting happily with Nathaniel that was nodding in all the right places when a older man in a uniform entered the office, eyes flashing dangerously when he spotted the explosive expert.

Sensing the threat from the other man, Nathaniel pushed himself up from the chair, putting himself between Carter and the older man.

“Step out of my way Kitty, I’ve waited 53 years to give him this punch for being reckless enough to get himself killed.” The man snarled.

Carter stepped away from Nathaniel and stared in shock at the older man.

“Colonel Hogan?!” “

Sergeant Carter.” Hogan greeted.

Psychic

Chris looked from his oldest friend, to his two team mates to the other man in the room. “You want us to hire you, a fake psychic; because you think we sound cool enough to be a part of because of our secrets?” Chris asked.

“Yes, you’re like a secret crime fighting team that takes care of the bad guys before they take care of the world. You could need me here.” Shawn Spencer grinned and blinked at Chris.

The three members cringed and closed their eyes.

Some people were just idiotic enough to deserve what was coming to them.

[To make sure that I get this clear to people, I love Shawn Spencer, I really do. But he can't take on Chris with a this attitude.]