Fate and Fury
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Wait, she said, stepping towards Cyn. You said its skin is near impenetrable. That means that it isnt impossible, it can be done. Lillys eyes filled with a small amount of hope.
Is there some sort of weapon that can get through their thick skin? Cypher asked.
Cyn looked grim.
Why do I think this is going to be some other impossible task that could most likely get us killed? Lilly asked, wryly.
Lilly nearly laughed when the corners of Cyns mouth tipped up in an almost smile.
There is one weapon that can kill them. It is an arrow made of a special metal that is only forged by
The elves, Cypher interrupted, ominously.
Cyn nodded. The elves, she agreed.
Lilly held up her hands as her eye brows rose. Wait one second. Elves? She shook her head and let out a frustrated breath. I know now why my daughter and her friends are constantly using words like bloody hell, shut up, and mother of pearl.
Cypher tilted his head to the side as he watched his mate.
Lilly looked over at him at laughed at his confused face.
She waved him off. Dont ask. Okay, so exactly how many supernatural species are there?
Before Cypher could answer, they heard an all too familiar thundering sound above them. They each looked up just as one of the beasts they had been discussing flew overhead, its great wings beating the air around it.
Just when they thought they had not been noticed, the beast turned his head down and pierced them with its freaky eyes.
Cyns usual composure cracked for a brief moment as her eyes met Lillys.
Did I mention that they have an excellent sense of smell?
Lillys eyes widened. Um, no, you sure as hell didnt.
Cypher grabbed her and smoothly lifted her into his arms, this time cradling her against his chest.
She groaned. Here we go again.
Cypher took off at a sprint, his speed increasing with every step. Lilly looked over his shoulder and saw that Cyn was right on his heels. Lilly looked up into the sky, attempting to block out the speed at which Cypher was moving, ignoring the trees blurring past them. She saw the huge draheim and cringed when a roar pierced the sky. How on earth can the people within a 50 mile radius not hear and see the beast, Lilly asked herself. When the beast made a nose dive for them she decided that it was a question that could wait for an answer, provided they lived through this.
Q
Mona stood on the hill, looking out over the Carpathian Mountains. She felt the disturbance in the air. The magic causing her skin to tingle and she had answered its call. She didnt understand why Peri would conjure a storm, and she was sure it was Perizada based on the purity of the magic. Whatever it was Periwas up to, Mona had taken the wheel. She wouldnt keep it up for long because she had other matters to deal with, but she felt like it was a good way to let them know that she had not forgotten their little group, wandering lost in the woods. She was surprised to see them out of the Transylvania Alps, but oh, she had definitely not forgotten them and knew just who she would have the demons dispose of first.
She stroked Octavians mane and felt his restlessness as he stomped his hooves on the withered grass.
Ready for a run my old friend? She asked the large, black steed.
Octavian replied with a snort. Mona continued to hold the storm with her mind as she climbed up onto the horse. She would make them suffer a little longer and before it was all said and done, she might just throw in for fun an ice storm.
She whispered a location to Octavian and with a smooth start he took off in a gallop. For such a large animal, his movements were graceful. Mona let her mind wander from the ride as she thought about her next move in the chess game she had created.
Octavian wasnt any normal steed. The journey to her destination, which should have taken days, lasted only the afternoon. She climbed down and left Octavian to graze on his own. She let out a breath and finally released the unyielding storm she had stolen from Perizadas power. She let out a slow breath and shook off her slight weakness that the storm had caused.
The forest around her had grown quiet and her eyes narrowed when her skin tingled with the realization that she was being watched.
Come out, come out, wherever you are, she sung into the air. She began to mutter a spell to reveal the unknown intruder when Ainsel the pixie king stepped from the shadows of the trees.
What are you doing here Desdemona of the old coven? His voice was tight with anger as he stared up at her.
Mona smiled at him as she took a seat on a rock across from him. She knew that it would make him more amiable if she didnt appear so imposing.
Ive come to tell you that Im in need of your services once again.
The king laughed, and indignation filled his tone. You think that I would help you, when you did not fulfill the first bargain we had? Are you mad?
Well, if you mean mad as in angry, then no. But, if you mean mad as in bat shit crazy, well frankly thats pretty much a given. Monas eyes gleamed with wickedness.
The king regarded her, taking in her behavior. He wouldnt call it happy, for he could see that she could never be capable of true happiness. He decided that the closest conclusion that he could come up with was that she was giddy, like a child who had gotten into the cookie jar and not gotten caught.
Mona stared into the kings eyes as she began to chant.
Is there some sort of weapon that can get through their thick skin? Cypher asked.
Cyn looked grim.
Why do I think this is going to be some other impossible task that could most likely get us killed? Lilly asked, wryly.
Lilly nearly laughed when the corners of Cyns mouth tipped up in an almost smile.
There is one weapon that can kill them. It is an arrow made of a special metal that is only forged by
The elves, Cypher interrupted, ominously.
Cyn nodded. The elves, she agreed.
Lilly held up her hands as her eye brows rose. Wait one second. Elves? She shook her head and let out a frustrated breath. I know now why my daughter and her friends are constantly using words like bloody hell, shut up, and mother of pearl.
Cypher tilted his head to the side as he watched his mate.
Lilly looked over at him at laughed at his confused face.
She waved him off. Dont ask. Okay, so exactly how many supernatural species are there?
Before Cypher could answer, they heard an all too familiar thundering sound above them. They each looked up just as one of the beasts they had been discussing flew overhead, its great wings beating the air around it.
Just when they thought they had not been noticed, the beast turned his head down and pierced them with its freaky eyes.
Cyns usual composure cracked for a brief moment as her eyes met Lillys.
Did I mention that they have an excellent sense of smell?
Lillys eyes widened. Um, no, you sure as hell didnt.
Cypher grabbed her and smoothly lifted her into his arms, this time cradling her against his chest.
She groaned. Here we go again.
Cypher took off at a sprint, his speed increasing with every step. Lilly looked over his shoulder and saw that Cyn was right on his heels. Lilly looked up into the sky, attempting to block out the speed at which Cypher was moving, ignoring the trees blurring past them. She saw the huge draheim and cringed when a roar pierced the sky. How on earth can the people within a 50 mile radius not hear and see the beast, Lilly asked herself. When the beast made a nose dive for them she decided that it was a question that could wait for an answer, provided they lived through this.
Q
Mona stood on the hill, looking out over the Carpathian Mountains. She felt the disturbance in the air. The magic causing her skin to tingle and she had answered its call. She didnt understand why Peri would conjure a storm, and she was sure it was Perizada based on the purity of the magic. Whatever it was Periwas up to, Mona had taken the wheel. She wouldnt keep it up for long because she had other matters to deal with, but she felt like it was a good way to let them know that she had not forgotten their little group, wandering lost in the woods. She was surprised to see them out of the Transylvania Alps, but oh, she had definitely not forgotten them and knew just who she would have the demons dispose of first.
She stroked Octavians mane and felt his restlessness as he stomped his hooves on the withered grass.
Ready for a run my old friend? She asked the large, black steed.
Octavian replied with a snort. Mona continued to hold the storm with her mind as she climbed up onto the horse. She would make them suffer a little longer and before it was all said and done, she might just throw in for fun an ice storm.
She whispered a location to Octavian and with a smooth start he took off in a gallop. For such a large animal, his movements were graceful. Mona let her mind wander from the ride as she thought about her next move in the chess game she had created.
Octavian wasnt any normal steed. The journey to her destination, which should have taken days, lasted only the afternoon. She climbed down and left Octavian to graze on his own. She let out a breath and finally released the unyielding storm she had stolen from Perizadas power. She let out a slow breath and shook off her slight weakness that the storm had caused.
The forest around her had grown quiet and her eyes narrowed when her skin tingled with the realization that she was being watched.
Come out, come out, wherever you are, she sung into the air. She began to mutter a spell to reveal the unknown intruder when Ainsel the pixie king stepped from the shadows of the trees.
What are you doing here Desdemona of the old coven? His voice was tight with anger as he stared up at her.
Mona smiled at him as she took a seat on a rock across from him. She knew that it would make him more amiable if she didnt appear so imposing.
Ive come to tell you that Im in need of your services once again.
The king laughed, and indignation filled his tone. You think that I would help you, when you did not fulfill the first bargain we had? Are you mad?
Well, if you mean mad as in angry, then no. But, if you mean mad as in bat shit crazy, well frankly thats pretty much a given. Monas eyes gleamed with wickedness.
The king regarded her, taking in her behavior. He wouldnt call it happy, for he could see that she could never be capable of true happiness. He decided that the closest conclusion that he could come up with was that she was giddy, like a child who had gotten into the cookie jar and not gotten caught.
Mona stared into the kings eyes as she began to chant.
