@stcrforged asked for a starter. (June)

"Where... am ... I?" The sorcerer didn't remember much. Sitting up, he glanced around the room. He was in some sort of house. Unknowing he wasn't in London anymore, he looked on at the older female, who sat on the edge of the bed. Running a hand through his hair, he felt the scab on his temple. He must have went down harder than he thought while battling the demon. The demon... did he kill it? Panic sank into him, realizing he could have failed another mission. Wong wouldn't be too thrilled.