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Authors: Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
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you angry?”
He crouched and touched her arm.
“Ouch!” She jerked away.
“Who are you?” he demanded.
“But I don’t understa—”
“Tell me!” he screamed.
She held out her palms. “Chaam. You’re scaring me. What’s going on?”
“The Maaskab sent you, didn’t they? You were sent to destroy me.”
Maggie choked down the thick lump of dread stuck in her throat. One moment she’d been basking in Chaam’s warmth and affection, the next she was lying on the dock, her insides charred. To top it off, she’d woken to a completely different Chaam. This version was cold, furious, and deadly.
Why? And what was this thing—
a maskib?—
he’d accused her of being?
“Get dressed.” He tossed the dress to her side. She noticed he now wore his white trousers.
She quickly stood and slipped her dress over her head while her mind bounced against a brick wall. She didn’t know what to do. Run perhaps? Something told her that would only make matters worse.
Reason with him.
“You need to explain why you are upset.”
“Upset? Gods don’t get upset, Maggie. We get furious, and then we exact our justice.” Terrifying rage flickered in his eyes.
“What did I do?” She stepped back.
“Don’t play stupid. This sort of dark power can only come from one place.” He held up the necklace.
He’s angry over that?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. My father gave it to me.”
“And where did he obtain it? Tell me!” He grabbed her arms. The contact sent tiny shards of hot glass charging through her veins.
She jerked way, gasping in pain. “I don’t know. The ruin, I guess. Why?” She used the air in her lungs to straighten her spine.
He brought his nose to hers and snarled like a monster. “Tell them that they will all burn in hell. The Maaskab will never defeat us. They will never have this world.”
“What are you talking about?” she said.
He stilled for several moments. “Never mind. I will tell them myself. I’m sure your father will know where to find them.”
He turned away and marched off into the jungle.
“No! You’re going to hurt him!”
Oh my God! Oh my God.
“No! Please, please don’t do this!”
She ran after him but found herself alone in the middle of a stand of trees, without shoes, without knowing where she was going, without knowing how everything had gone so wrong.
She sank to her knees. Why had he turned on her?
Chaam stormed into the brush, pushing down tree after tree to release his anger. How could he have been such a fool? To pathetically believe Maggie was his mate, sent by the universe.
Pathetic fucking fool.
Maggie was just an ordinary human with a Maaskab necklace. Well, he surmised it was Maaskab. Those evil bastards had been around since the dawn of the Mayan era. Originally, they had been run-of-the-mill priests. But where there is power to be had, evil always lurks. Centuries of quiet power struggles had eventually led to their outright bloodshed and decimation of the population. Those who could, escaped, and the Mayan civilization collapsed.
It had been a very dark hour for the gods. They should have intervened; they should have taken the Maaskab down, but their laws prohibited influencing the evolution of humanity unless the path led to complete destruction. At the time, it had not.
Chaam looked toward the early morning sky. Above him perched a black and yellow toucan with a red-tipped beak, staring with needy eyes. “For fuck’s sake. Fine! I’ll help you with your mate, but you will tell me where to find Maggie’s father.”
The bird squawked.
The ruin wasn’t far. Just a few minutes northwest. “Lead the way, Romeo.”
The toucan fluttered off its branch and flew to the next tree and to the next. Chaam’s angry march continued along with his mental rant.
Perhaps the Creator didn’t exist and there was no such divine intelligence in the universe. Perhaps he and all gods were simply creatures of evolution, instinctually
He crouched and touched her arm.
“Ouch!” She jerked away.
“Who are you?” he demanded.
“But I don’t understa—”
“Tell me!” he screamed.
She held out her palms. “Chaam. You’re scaring me. What’s going on?”
“The Maaskab sent you, didn’t they? You were sent to destroy me.”
Maggie choked down the thick lump of dread stuck in her throat. One moment she’d been basking in Chaam’s warmth and affection, the next she was lying on the dock, her insides charred. To top it off, she’d woken to a completely different Chaam. This version was cold, furious, and deadly.
Why? And what was this thing—
a maskib?—
he’d accused her of being?
“Get dressed.” He tossed the dress to her side. She noticed he now wore his white trousers.
She quickly stood and slipped her dress over her head while her mind bounced against a brick wall. She didn’t know what to do. Run perhaps? Something told her that would only make matters worse.
Reason with him.
“You need to explain why you are upset.”
“Upset? Gods don’t get upset, Maggie. We get furious, and then we exact our justice.” Terrifying rage flickered in his eyes.
“What did I do?” She stepped back.
“Don’t play stupid. This sort of dark power can only come from one place.” He held up the necklace.
He’s angry over that?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. My father gave it to me.”
“And where did he obtain it? Tell me!” He grabbed her arms. The contact sent tiny shards of hot glass charging through her veins.
She jerked way, gasping in pain. “I don’t know. The ruin, I guess. Why?” She used the air in her lungs to straighten her spine.
He brought his nose to hers and snarled like a monster. “Tell them that they will all burn in hell. The Maaskab will never defeat us. They will never have this world.”
“What are you talking about?” she said.
He stilled for several moments. “Never mind. I will tell them myself. I’m sure your father will know where to find them.”
He turned away and marched off into the jungle.
“No! You’re going to hurt him!”
Oh my God! Oh my God.
“No! Please, please don’t do this!”
She ran after him but found herself alone in the middle of a stand of trees, without shoes, without knowing where she was going, without knowing how everything had gone so wrong.
She sank to her knees. Why had he turned on her?
Chaam stormed into the brush, pushing down tree after tree to release his anger. How could he have been such a fool? To pathetically believe Maggie was his mate, sent by the universe.
Pathetic fucking fool.
Maggie was just an ordinary human with a Maaskab necklace. Well, he surmised it was Maaskab. Those evil bastards had been around since the dawn of the Mayan era. Originally, they had been run-of-the-mill priests. But where there is power to be had, evil always lurks. Centuries of quiet power struggles had eventually led to their outright bloodshed and decimation of the population. Those who could, escaped, and the Mayan civilization collapsed.
It had been a very dark hour for the gods. They should have intervened; they should have taken the Maaskab down, but their laws prohibited influencing the evolution of humanity unless the path led to complete destruction. At the time, it had not.
Chaam looked toward the early morning sky. Above him perched a black and yellow toucan with a red-tipped beak, staring with needy eyes. “For fuck’s sake. Fine! I’ll help you with your mate, but you will tell me where to find Maggie’s father.”
The bird squawked.
The ruin wasn’t far. Just a few minutes northwest. “Lead the way, Romeo.”
The toucan fluttered off its branch and flew to the next tree and to the next. Chaam’s angry march continued along with his mental rant.
Perhaps the Creator didn’t exist and there was no such divine intelligence in the universe. Perhaps he and all gods were simply creatures of evolution, instinctually
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