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werewolves, being
     
usually dimwitted and easier to murder are one in twenty five.”
     
Her eyes widened at his words.
     
“So there’s a chance that we’re in the presence of vampires and
     
werewolves right now on this plane?”
     
“It’s not just a chance, it’s a fact.” His eyes seemed to shine with
     
a dark inner light. He was either toying with her or telling the
     
truth and having fun watching her squirm. Kailani risked a glance
at the passengers who surrounded them, sitting cozy in their seats
     
as they read books and listened to music on portable music
     
players. No one stood out; in fact she was probably the oddest
     
looking person on the plane.
     
“I don’t see any.”
     
“Of course you don’t. Like witches other breeds have spent
     
millennia blending in with mortals and hiding themselves from
     
the humans who would likely hunt them all down and dispose of
     
them should they ever really find out they existed.”
     
“Then what about witches? How many of them are around? And
     
Hellmouths? Please don’t tell me there are other demons on this
     
plane.” Her voice dropped to a whisper and he gave an
     
exaggerated eye roll.
     
“Do you really think I’d allow you to board a plane containing
     
the very beings we’re trying to out run?” He asked and she
     
paused before nodding.
“You might.” Leviathan gave a long-suffering sigh.
     
“No. I am the only demonic entity aboard this plane.” He told her
     
and she seemed to accept that.
     
“Okay then back to the witches and such.”
     
“Witches are one in fifteen, Hellmouths are one in three hundred
     
thousand.”
     
“Three hundred thousand?!” Her jaw dropped at the number.
     
Where there really so few Hellmouths? Compared to vampires
     
and witches they were damn near extinct!
     
“You are nearly extinct. You forget your breed is relatively new
     
and with my kind and the angels hunting you down and killing
     
you off your numbers dwindle more and more each year. By the
     
end of the decade Hellmouths will only be one in five hundred
     
thousand. In another decade; one in a million.”
     
“But that’s not fair. Why create a race if you’re just going to
     
allow it to be exterminated?” She asked and he actually shrugged.
“It’s not for me to say. I had no part in your creation and to be
     
quite honest I’m not sure why, when or even how you were
     
created.” He said and she frowned, her thoughts turning inward.
     
Could Hellmouths really just be one big joke, a supernatural
     
prank or someone’s failed attempt at playing with genetics?
     
“You weren’t kidding when you said I was convenient. It must
     
take months if not years to hunt a Hellmouth down, one sitting at
     
a hot spot is just asking for trouble.” She said, turning her eyes
     
back up to his and frowning. “What about demons? What are
     
your statistics?” She asked and he suddenly appeared
     
uncomfortable.
     
“We’ve gotten off topic. I’m supposed to be teaching you a
     
spell.”
     
“You can’t just change the subject!” She nearly yelled, gaining
     
the startled stares of several other passengers. Her face red she
     
slumped deeper into her chair. Leviathan had the nerve to grin.
“Keep your voice down. You wouldn’t want to ‘freak out’ the
     
mortals now would you?” He chuckled and she glared up at him.
     
“Just teach me the damn spell demon.”
     
“Alright, don’t get your panties in a twist. As I was saying earlier
     
before we broke off into a tangent, spell casting is something
     
wholly unique to witches, and now to your kind.”
     
“But why? Are Hellmouths somehow related to witches?”
     
“I haven’t the slightest clue. Though, recently there has been
     
some speculation about your breed in the demonic community.
     
You sprung up over night whereas others have had millions of
     
years to evolve and co-inhabit this dimension, causing split