It was a gorgeous day in the French Quarter, at least that was what one Treasure Locke had noted. Her bright eyes scanned the block for a moment before she headed down the street. Her natural tresses of blonde hair were curled and her face highlighted perfectly with make up. She could feel the breeze blowing her yellow sundress that was beneath her black leather jacket, and her black, peep toe pumps completed her look. Well, aside from the layered necklaces that she had selected for the day.

She had been in New Orleans for barely three weeks, and what she had found disgusted her. Witches, though mortal, were powerful beings. It was through them thay vampires were created and through them, vampires could be destroyed. Here, the witches couldn't do magic without the consent of vampires, but if Treasure had it her way, which she would work at, she would make them the race to be reckoned with. A pair of hands came over her eyes and she smirked a bit. "Abel, you know you're no good at this." She said, and she turned to the male with short hair and some facial hair. He was tall, and he was dressed in jeans and a t shirt.

"Well, I'm not supposed to be." He reminded her, his southern drawl showing very well. "I just came to thank you."

"There is no need. I come from money, I have loads of it, a bit of a trashed basement is nothing." She said, waving her hand as she began walking down the block, Abel falling in step with her. "I wouldn't help you if your alpha hadn't agreed to help me. Besides, you are an asset, and keeping you under the radar isn't hard."

"But you're going to take a lot of heat when they realize it's been you." He told her and Treasure chuckled. "Raye, it isn't funny."

"But it is. I may be a girl, but I can handle myself. Besides, it's hard to trace someone you don't know exists." She said, her eyes darkening a bit before they returned to normal. "Besides, I am working my way into the vampires circle of trust. They are easy."

"You're insane, Raye." Abel said, and she shrugged before she lifted a hand and looked to those she knew as vampires heading towards the small Shoppe that she knew his pack had been holing up in. She noted the hot color in Abel's eyes, and she grabbed the key to the closed down apothecary she had bought and opened the door, pushing him inside.

She had bought it as a cover, planning on making it a sort of cafe that also sold scents and books. It wasn't finished, but it was getting there, and Abel had been helping her, as well as a few other locals. Mainly humans, but they wouldn't be there for a while. "You won't do them any good dead, Abel."

He growled a bit, but nodded, practically throwing a few of the tables in his rage. "I can't sit here and do nothing!" He exclaimed.

"You can and you will." She told him, making a few phone calls. "Come, we will go get some food, get you away from here."

She took his arm and they walked into a bar where a pretty red head was.moving around rather quickly. They sat themselves and Treasure saw Abel checking her out. "Order me my usual, you do remember that, right?"

He nodded and watched as Treasure walked away and he looked to the red head when she came over to their table. "Hi there, hope your day is going well." He greeted her and then went on to order for Treasure and himself.