1313 Cemetery Way 24 Fairy Knights Lament Strikes II
1313 Cemetery Way 24
Fairy Knights Lament
Strikes II
“Nicholai! Why the hell did you not notice an army of
Werewolves surrounding the house? The
house is you and you are the house! Aren’t
you?” A pissed off set of eyes as purple
as the night sky stared blankly at him as the owner of the eyes crossed her
arms. “I’m waiting for your
answer.” Her left foot began to angrily
tap the floor.
“Dusk what do you thing I am? I am not Schrodinger’s cat nor am I a
god. I was a human once and now I am nothing
more than a reawakened site bound spirit that has taken possession of a magical
system called Ravenwood Manor!” Wendy
yelled at both of them but before her voice could form words the house shook
they were already inside. Nicholai began
to fade away “Too late for the external defenses I will take the fight to them
you should all either hide or fight.”
The house continued to shake as if a giant had grabbed hold of it. The reality, thousands upon thousands of
Werewolves were charging all over the manor looking for Wendy or Dusk. It was clear that Lament and her forces did
not know Aura and Kurt existed nor did they know Arcane had been defeated.
“Lament, we’ve got trouble.” One of her soldiers reported to her. “What is it?” she growled. “The House seems to be alive and has begun
fighting us and there are more than just our targets here. We have smelled eleven distinct scents. Four of them have Ravenwood blood when there
should only be two. One of them is the
traitor Raxe.” “That makes our job more
simple kill Dusk capture Raxe and the other three of the Ravenwood
bloodline. I will take my payment early
and Arcane will get his way. It’s going
to be a good day!”
Upstairs Wendy and the others prepared
for what might be their final stand. The
houses trembling had grown worse and all of them knew the mangy dogs were
closing in on the upstairs area they were in.
Their howls were getting louder and the odor of wet dog filled the
air. The outside walls had numerous
cracks in them as small bits of ceiling fell to the ground all around the
group. Wendy looked at Claire “Sorry for
dragging you all into our fight.” Claire
and her group just sat smiling as they answered in unison “It’s our fight too!” John who had been calmly seated stood up “this
is an excellent opportunity for us to gather some fragments.” Wendy suddenly remembered why they were there
and that they never got to fully explain it.
“Raven, hand me your pouch” As she placed it in John’s hands, he reached
in pulling out five shimmering crystals.
Calmly he spread them out on the table they had been seated at “I need a
drop of blood from each of you, one drop per crystal.” They all look stunned Dusk looked at John “why
don’t you…” John stopped her “they
already have, we need this to activate it or all existence will be no
more! Please help us and we will help
you.” John dropped to one knee bowing
his head to Dusk. She turned a little
red as Raxe slapped her on the back “just breathe.” “You are such an ass Raxe! Okay John we will help you.”
An echoing distorted voice boomed
from the air calling to Dusk “She is coming to kill you Dusk!” It was Nicholai his voice faded out like a
forgotten dream. Part of the floor
cracked open collapsing into the room below them. They could hear the explosions coming closer
and closer. Wendy interrupted “We need
to hurry.” Within seconds they had
pricked their fingers and dripped their blood onto the stones which to everyone’s
surprise instantly vanished “Raven studied the table “Dark John’s handy work I’d
bet.” she muttered.
Wendy suddenly pulled a large hard
plastic case from under the table as she opened it Kurt began to smile. She had made him a new gun. As she handed it to him he dropped the magazine
and racked the slide, this one resembled a 1911 45 but there were distinct
differences. Most of them had to do with
the slide it was heavily reinforced and had a greenish tint to it. The frame was of a familiar golden
metal. Kurt had to ask even though they
were pressed for time. “I see you made
the frame from Orihalcum, and the palm safety from a transmuted crystal, but
what is the slide made of?” Wendy took a
deep pride filled breath “it is made of Electrum. The gun’s energy coefficient will be heavily
improved but you can still over heat it you know how powerful my crystal core
ammo is. Here take this bag it has a
thousand rounds of the ammo preloaded into the magazines. You and Twilight go, try to slow them down.” Kurt began to head for the door and so did
Aura. “Aura I need you to stay her.” Wendy yelled “your cluster shot is the last
line of defense for us and in a tight space like this would be devastating.” John looked at Aura “I’ll go with him” and
Jack yelled “if you’re going so am I.”
Jack stepped to the middle of the
floor giving himself plenty of space “Supreme beast who prowls the jungles
cutting the air with your roar, lend me your power forever more. Jungle King!
His muscles began to bulge as his clothes ripped, the tips of his
fingers turned to claws and his hair grew into a lion’s mane. He now looked more like a cat than a man. Jack let forth a roar that froze Laments
forces in their tracks. It had been
centuries since the last time they had heard that roar. They were now just two floors away, within
seconds a loud bang was heard and one of them burned to ash and then a wall
exploded. Lament had seen it all a man
with a bizarre gun had just killed one of her comrades and three more had just
been ripped apart by the shadows. Just
what was he, before her eyes more of them fell as another man wielding a large
scythe spun out of the darkness! With a
loud roar and the grinding of claws on stone ten of them at once were reduced
to a bloody mist caught in a whirlwind.
Lament growled in anger “Who are you people, what are you people?” John smiled smugly “I am John Ravenwood the
Lord of Nightmares welcome to your bad dream!
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