Another thought crossed Damian's mind, one that told him his little Oracle must've known who Jonny would've chosen to send him in exchange for Jenn. A vamp who could track Others was an invaluable treasure, especially if Charles could also track the sneaky little Watchers.
"You can train my Guardians to hunt Others?" he asked. "And figure out if you can hunt Watchers, too?"
"Yes, ikir. I'd do anything to get out of the fucking kitchen," Charles replied. Bianca coughed to cover her laugh, and Pierre seconded the vamp with a quiet amen. "Well, then, let's get started," Damian said and motioned for the vamp to follow as he strode towards the house's back door. "You'll work with Darian."
"The Grey God?" Charles asked, trailing.
"Yes, the Grey God."
"I can track, but I won't fight an Other, if that madman chooses to fight one."
"Darian's not crazy enough to challenge an Other," Damian said. Silently, he admitted Darian wouldn't back down if an Other crossed his path.
Darian was where he expected to find him: in the gym. The Grey God rose from the weight bench as soon as he spotted Damian.
"Lookin' good, brother," Damian said with a smile. He couldn't get over seeing his brother whenever he wanted, after so long without him. "This is Charlie … Charles. He has a useful gift. Apparently, he can track Others, and maybe even Watchers."
"Good. I have a couple Others on my list of people to kill," Darian said.
The vamp snorted. "I warned you, ikir."
"I really am the only one with sense around here. No, Darian," Damian said, perplexed. He'd gone away for a few months and returned to an entirely new world. "You're not going to fight any of them. Just learn to track them while we have Charles here."
Darian nodded and looked the vamp up and down.
"Play well together, or it's back to the kitchen with you, Charles," Damian warned.
The vamp growled low in his chest. Damian left the unpredictable Grey God with the seasoned vamp. The plan he'd begun to form was finally taking shape. If the Watchers and Others couldn't hide from him, he was one step closer to finding a way to rid the planet of both. And Darian was the final key.
* * * "Let's try this again," Yully's father said. "You must focus on controlling your breathing and keep your eye on the target."