What's yours?" he replied."Dawn. How old are you Eric?" 17 mam." he said.Red just snorted. "Kid you ain't no 17. Maybe 15."Eric heard another girl say... "Easy man, the kid is into the music, let's bring him." Yeah Red, the music is calling." Eric said.Red snorted again, the others started laughing. Red said "All right." With that he started the microbus.The trip seemed to go slowly for Eric. He wanted to be there NOW. At 14, he wanted everything now.During the drive, Eric found who the others. Up to that point her working overtime was an irritant and that's all I thought it was - just a stupid bunch of incompetent managers who couldn't get their heads out of their asses and solve the problem. The confusion on her face when I asked about Ann started it. It was like she'd told a lie, forgotten it and then had to hurry and cover it. And if that was the case was she lying about having to work late? It was then I thought about the Wednesday nights spent with the girls from work and how. Back then she didn’t know anything about their history; didn’t know that she and her brother were sharing their bodies with immortal beings. She was just a little girl without any idea what her future would look like. Today, just a few months later, she was the leader of thousands of people, a central figure in a war. Kings, Queens and even Gods and Goddesses were striving for her attention. Freedom her brother had promised. Grumbling and complaining at times, but he let her lead and they were. .", the bouncer muttered as he ushered Dorothy in.The club was smallish. It had just one stage about 20 feet in diameter and a pole in the middle. Around the stage were bar stools for those who wanted a close-up view, and a few tables were scattered about. Built into the walls of the club were what looked like love-seat compartments where customers could receive a lap dance, not very private. On the side of the stage was a beaded doorway to what looked like a more private area. The room.