Coming home from Hell (Rai/Raz0r/Marcus/Porter) - Raz0r's Mainland Sanctuary

She nods.

"It's been 5 years. I still miss him. I told you that something broke inside me that day. It's only now being mended. I know how you're feeling. Which is why Brody, and only Brody, is safe from me."

He looks up suddenly, a flash of anger filling his eyes "No! That bastard isn't safe. He embraced me and then addicted me to his touch with artifical love. I'll -never- forgive of that, and I don't want him safe from you. I want him to suffer, and suffer, and then suffer some more!" His fists clench, then unclench, then clench again

She smiled.

"Done."

Porter smiles a knowing smile.

"Thank you" He says, offering a single nod before turning towards his room "I'm gonna go practice some. I'll be out in a bit" he says moodily. "Nice meeting you Wesley. Good to know we have some celebs in the family, but I would have never caught that." He adds, a moment before he disappears into his room. After a few minutes of silence, with the door still open, music begins drifting out. Nearly perfect, there is one or two times that he has to stop and go over the piece again, but for the most part it was nearly perfect.

She smiled sadly.

"Well, he's going to be okay. Now, to figure out where I can hide Brody for the next 2 months."

He watches the interchange, his expression gives nothing away, a small smile pinned easily to his dark features.

At Razor's final vocalized thought, "Give him to me."

She looks up at him.

"I'm going to be involved in hurting him."

"As you wish, doll, but please let me stash him away for awhile," the tone he uses borders on a battle command, though it does not sound aggressive or necessarily demanding.

She grins.

"I'll take you out to my island. You can play with him first. But I know he's not getting away from there."

"What do we know about this Sabbatist's pack, if anything?" Porter's trying to project several steps ahead.

She sighs.

"Not much, until I get a look at that hard drive. Hold on."

She stands to get an external drive and a laptop. Time to dive into information.

The song ends, and a few minutes later another one begins. The accompanying guitar is loud enough on the speakers to hear drifting from his room, but still remains fairly localized to the immediate area so as not to disturb the rest of the family gathered.