Eldritch Files: Elemental Flame Part 1
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Elemental Flame.
The Eldritch Files, Book Four.
Phaedra Weldon.
There are some people I would like to thank personally, friends who have been important in inspiring me and helping me along. To Ken Gunter, for traveling with me to Savannah where the first glimmers of this series were realized. To my editor, whose fine eye and friends.h.i.+p I have come to depend on during every adventure. Without her, all of this could have fallen apart. To my daughter, who rea.s.sures me every day that miracles are possible, and dragons are real.
And to S.R. I doubt you'll ever see this, but if you do, just know that R is a better person because of you.
For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder s.h.i.+nes Aurora's harbinger.
At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there, Troop home to churchyards: d.a.m.ned spirits all, That in crossways and floods have burial, Already to their wormy beds are gone.
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Prologue.
February 14th, Two Days Ago.
"Holliard."
"Detective, it's Arden Vervain."
Crwys held his breath for a full half minute as he toned down everything he wanted to say to the newly elected High Witch of New Orleans. Counting down from ten never worked for him. Mostly because he just came up with ten insulting things he wanted to say. Especially to Miss Vervain. He made a mental note to get a new cell number. He planted a smile on his face as he looked at Levi, whose desk faced his own. His partner glanced up, frowned and tilted his head, then went back to his computer to finish paperwork.
"What do you want?" Well, the tone was brisk but he did sincerely want to know why this Witch was calling him. Things had been so quiet since their brush with the Magician Circe. He and Levi had collared three murder suspects and his relations.h.i.+p with Samantha Hawthorne had reached the place where he felt she needed to know what he was.
And who he was.
"Look, Holliard. We need to take whatever this is between us and set it aside. I'm calling you because the Obsidian Queen's contacted me about her price. She wants Sam and one of her Fetches managed to bring Sam to the clearing."
"What?" He sat forward. "What clearing?"
"The one on my property. The same place I made the deal with her. I need you to get out here and stop this before she takes Sam with her."
"I'm on my way." Crwys jumped out of his chair, which rolled backwards as he jerked his leather jacket off the back. "I'm heading out."
"Was that Sam?" Levi asked as he pushed back from the desk.
Crwys slipped the jacket on and held up his hand. "No. Just...something I need to take care of." Normally, he'd bring Levi along with him. The two had been inseparable since the day their hosts met. Crwys was also aware of Levi's disapproval of his relations.h.i.+p with Sam. Levi had been there when Crwys fell in love for the first time, and he'd been there when his heart cracked at her loss. Levi also knew about the secrets that came from that pairing-secrets that needed to remain secret.
Falling for a human again was dangerous for Crwys, not just physically, but it could make him vulnerable in many ways. Taking care of Sam's problems shouldn't be set on Levi's shoulders, so heading out to stop a Faerie queen seemed like just another day in Crwys's life. He would prevent Brendi from taking Sam and put an end to this. Brendi's father had asked for amnesty for Sam. The idea Brendi would go through a second party to get around her promise to her father-knowing a promise from a Faerie bound them to that promise-was atrocious. This could be the catalyst to oust Brendi once and for all.
"Don't forget your dinner with Sam," Levi called out as Crwys headed to the door. "And don't forget the roses!"
Crwys grinned. He'd bought a dozen roses and had them in a gold box in the break room fridge. He'd paid double what roses cost just because it was Valentine's Day, but Sam was worth it. She was worth a million times that amount. He grabbed the box out of the fridge on the way out and put them in the back seat of his '64 Mustang Fastback.
He dialed Sam's number as he got in and turned the key. The rumble of the V8 always boosted his confidence. The raw power of it reminded him of his youth, of days spent in the sun, in the wind, in utter ignorance of what his life would become.
When it went to voicemail he disconnected. No need to leave one if she was in that Circle. He cheated and put his portable light on the dashboard as he sped out of town toward Gypsy Gardens.
The dashboard clock read five twenty-two as he pulled into the long dirt drive leading up to Arden's house. He didn't see Sam's Jeep and wondered if she'd parked somewhere else on the property. He tossed his badge on the pa.s.senger seat but kept his weapon tucked into the back of his jeans as he got out of the Mustang and slammed the door.
A young woman came running out of the house, dressed in a ritual robe, waving at him. "Detective Holliard!"
"Hey," he said as she nearly barreled into him. He gently grabbed her upper arms to steady her. "Calm down and breathe. Where's Sam?"
"In the Circle!" The young girl pointed back to the house. "Just follow the path. My Lady's already there."
He a.s.sumed my Lady was the t.i.tle the young Witch used for Arden. She was the High Priestess of her coven so it made sense.
Crwys took off toward the house at a fast run. The open front door was convenient as he made his way through the rest of the house to the back sliding gla.s.s doors and down an obvious path through the woods. He could sense power ahead and he could sense an open door.
Dammit!
He burst out of the forest into a clearing illuminated by torches and thousands of fireflies. Though a second look revealed these weren't actual fireflies, but pixies. Pixies!
The Circle was lined with robed people and he a.s.sumed they were Arden's coven. The light in this part of the swamp was dim because of the thick canopy of tree foliage overhead. He stopped just outside of the Circle, seeing and hearing the spin of the energy of the Witches' consecrated sphere. He could easily step through, but he was also cautious as he moved closer to see inside. He needed to find Sam first and focus on her.
Two of the robed figures stepped aside as Arden stepped up to the edge. She was dressed in her usual black robe and silver jewelry. She produced a long knife and cut straight into the spinning energy. Everything paused as she slipped her hand inside and parted a door. "Quickly!"
His ears popped as Crwys stepped hurriedly through the Circle door. He spotted the balefire in the center, Arden to his right, the hidden, robed coven members surrounding him, and the tall oval mirror to the right, the door into Alfheim.
He took a single step forward with the intent of looking behind the mirror to see if Sam was possibly behind it and realized his foot didn't hit the ground. Crwys looked down to see a thick, white mist covering the gra.s.s.
Alarms went off in his head as he realized Sam wasn't here. Sam wasn't even on the grounds. And the only reason there would be mist between his feet and the ground would be to prevent any Faeries present from touching the earth.
Something struck his chest with enough force to knock him onto his back. In his mind, he went for his power, his core, the legend that made him what he was and released his primordial fire. But in reality, he couldn't move as he lay staring up at the pixies as they twinkled among the canopy of cypress, willows and alders.
Something obscured his vision, blurred in front of him. He fought to raise his right hand and touched the long, golden shaft protruding from his chest. His fingers moved along the smooth surface to where it met his flesh, the point buried in his chest.
He knew the arrowhead had found his heart. It was the only weakness he had. And someone had used the Arrow of Artemis to pierce it. He wrapped his hand around it and began what he knew would be a long, arduous process of tearing it out.
Strong hands took his wrist and pulled his hand away. He heard the clink and rattle of chains, and s.h.i.+fted his gaze to look into the face of Brendi, the Faerie Queen of the Obsidian Court. He saw the bow in her hand and the quiver at her back.
"Bind him the way we you were told," she said to the robed figures as their hoods folded back.
Crwys saw they were Faerie soldiers, not Arden's coven, their silver moonlight armor hidden under the black material. He fought, or tried to fight, but there were too many of them as they turned him on his side and bound his wrists behind him, pulling his arms together tight. His thighs and ankles were equally cinched tight as he fought the desire to succ.u.mb to the magic of the Arrow.
"Do you have to do that to him?"
Crwys recognized Arden's voice through the haze. The soldiers lifted him up and held him under his shoulders. He couldn't stand and he couldn't fall as the pain of the Arrow in his heart seeped along his limbs, paralyzing his power.
He kept his head up, if not leaned to his left shoulder, as he watched Arden step up to Brendi. Rage filled Arden's expression and he understood too well what Brendi wanted.
She wanted him.
The Obsidian Queen glanced at Arden. "Blackwood's information was accurate. You should be happy I chose him and not you."
"You promised to tell me why him," Arden pointed at Crwys. "What's so special about him?"
Brendi's expression softened. "Poor Arden. You've lived among G.o.ds and never knew it. This man, this creature, is wanted in our realm, for crimes against our world. For lighting a fire that nearly destroyed us." She took several steps toward Crwys and put her fingers under his chin. He narrowed his eyes at her, willing her on fire.
Nothing happened. The Arrow did the job it was designed to do. Nullify him. Weaken him. Make him easy to handle. After all, that's what his sister commissioned it for.
"And you, Crwys Holliard. I have your name now. I know what you are, and who you are and a deal within a deal is always the best reward. And because I have you, I will have the hearts and minds of the survivors of our entire realm. Once they know I have the Destroyer, no one will oppose me." She leaned in and he could see her now inhuman beauty. There was nothing human left inside of her. Her pale, smooth skin, her long pointed ears, her catlike pupils and her sharp, pointed teeth.
She pressed a kiss of cold lips against his before she bit into them. He made a noise because he couldn't speak, and tasted his own blood. Brendi pulled back and smiled. He saw his blood run over her bottom lip and down her pointed chin. "Take him to the palace."
The soldiers holding him lifted him higher as they prepared to drag him through the mirror. One of the soldiers in gold armor reached out to grab the Arrow. Brendi drew a sword from a scabbard at her hip and sliced off his hand. The soldier cried out and went down on his knees as pure Faerie blood poured into the mist. "Never touch the Arrow! It cannot be removed. Do I make myself clear?"
The soldiers responded, "Yes, my Queen!"
Crwys looked over at Arden as he was dragged toward the mirror. His eyes narrowed he summoned the last of his power, what little was left to him, and cursed Arden Vervain. A single ember from the balefire shot into the air, spiraled down, and burrowed into her heart. She cried out and clasped her hands to her chest as she stared at him, wide eyed.
She knew what he'd done. She knew he'd cursed her.
"Please! Don't do this! She gave me no choice!"
Her cries for her own salvation vanished as he pa.s.sed into Alfheim.
Crwys moved in and out of consciousness as his body was dragged, dropped and then placed on an ice-cold surface. He pa.s.sed into dark bliss, away from the pain of the Arrow for a time. But when he was awakened, he lifted his head and realized just how dire his predicament was as shattering pain followed him into wakefulness.
He recognized the Obsidian Palace by its dark marbled interior and its cold, dead power. He also recognized the throne room where he hung suspended from chains that pierced his body. The chains ripped through his flesh and muscle and fused to his bones not only at his shoulders, but at every joint above his waist. They held his arms out from his sides as blood dripped into a bottomless pit below. The Arrow protruded from his chest, locking him into this body. He was crucified on the altar of the Obsidian Queen.
More chains encased his legs from his thighs to his ankles. The added weight pulled at the chains holding him in the air. Constant, steady pain.
Crwys had known agony in his long life, but never anything as excruciating as this.
"Behold!" Brendi shouted out from her facing throne. "The Destroyer!"
His eyes opened again at the cheers that went up around him. He lifted his head to see thousands of Faerie as they crowded in to see their devil, to see the one that turned their fertile fields to dust.
"We want to see his true form!"
"Show us his form!"
"Show us!"
Crwys smiled as his gaze found Brendi's. What her people wanted, she could not do. Not with the Arrow inside his heart. Like this he was sealed in place, not alive or dead. But if the Arrow was removed, he swore, no he vowed he would lay waste to her and every living thing in the palace.
As the pain increased, he fell back into madness. The old lunacy that became a comfort for centuries before he woke to a life among the humans. Crwys made a small sound at first that built in volume until the hall became silent and his laughter echoed off the walls.
You still don't have what you want, little Queen. And without proof of who I am, your subjects will doubt you. Remove the Arrow and I will destroy you and your people.
He knew she heard him as her own eyes blazed with anger.
His last thoughts before he fell into a blessed darkness were of Samantha.
I love you, Sam. I will always love you.
ONE.
"You're not supposed to touch it! Not while I'm in it!"
"It's not your computer-it belongs to Sam and me! I'm her partner!"
I'd just let myself in the back of my shop when I'd heard shouting from the retail area. Empty and half filled containers of food littered the break room table, along with paper cups. A few of those cups leaked whatever sugary beverage had once been held inside of them all over my nice giant wood table. The sink was filled with pots and pans, and a foul odor, not far off from the scent of Arcane Magic (raw, rotting chicken), greeted me as I neared the mess.
Grey, my wolf familiar, and my mother, followed beside me as I hit the door into the main shop and beheld a scene I think most people would pay to see.
My shop partner and best friend, Kyle Kendrick, and employee, Ivan Westerfield, were wrestling on the floor in the middle of the store. Luckily, none of the display items had been knocked off of their tables. No broken fountains or crystals. To that I could thank the G.o.d Mother.
As the two of them rolled precariously close to a stand full of very breakable G.o.ddess statues, I called up my Water Elemental, the Undine. She appeared beside me, a beautiful combination of little human and beta fish. With a smirk at each other, we worked to empty all of the bubbling fountains at once, coning the water into a single funnel in the air over the two combatants. Then, with practiced precision, my Undine and I doused the two boys with water, instantly ending the brawl.
"Hey!"
"What the h.e.l.l?"
My Undine moved to the only bowl of water we didn't empty on the counter near the computer. It was a fish bowl housing Ivan's white goldfish, Isis. The Undine sat on the bowl's rim, splashed the top of the water with her tail, and narrowed her eyes at the boys as they stood. It seemed like an added comedic element to me that she had my face.
Dripping water, the two of them saw the Undine first, then looked at the break in the counter to see me. Their eyes widened and to my surprise, they both smiled.
"Sam!" Ivan raked his long fingers through his thick black hair, revealing his exotic j.a.panese American heritage. Forever dressed in jeans, hoodies and t-s.h.i.+rts, Ivan was tall, wiry and good looking. He could manipulate the Cyber World with magic. He is, for lack of a better word, a Cyber Witch. "I-we-you've been gone-"
That's when I noticed a bruise starting along Ivan's right cheek.
Kyle is a Hedge Witch. He is unique because he's a guy with this power, as most Hedge Witches are females. Hedge Magic is considered more common. A Hedge Witch manipulates herbs and spells and can literally create magic from the spirits of organic items found around them.
Kyle attempted to fix his clothing before he addressed me. Though he smiled, his movements weren't as cheerful. In fact, having known him as long as I had, I caught the flush against his cheeks and the hunch in his shoulders. Something was wrong. Besides the fight.
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