fight.”
One of the vamps screamed, clutched at something on his face and began a frenzied struggle before falling to the ground.
Hippy never took her eyes off Badora. “I wonder who Fluffy Ducky will decide to make friends with next?”
“I really hate Bloody Fairies.” The vamp leaped at her.
Hippy ducked. Behind her, Pierus went down low and took out another vamp at the legs. An arrow that came from neither of them whistled through the air and a third vamp dropped to the ground.
Badora crouched, poised to spring, just out of reach of any fairy dust she could throw. The scuffle behind her intensified.
Then an explosion shook the cavern. Hippy threw her arms over her head while rocks pounded the floor. Sunlight poured through a man-sized hole in the roof and the vamp Pierus was fending off screamed and burst into flames.
A single figure bearing a bright, bright light descended on a rope through the dust and debris. She landed on both feet in the middle of the cavern and flashed the light all around her. “Holy hell!” she yelled. She dropped the light, yanked a big metal cylinder from the pack on her back and mounted it on her shoulder. “Nobody move!”
The vamp king’s laughter filled the cavern with rumbling echoes and sent a spinning vortex of dust through the shafts of sunlight.
The woman whirled in his direction. “Who the hell are you people?”
Badora got to his feet. “A human,” he said. “Congratulations, Muse King, you have granted my dearest, longest held wish. The only thing I like better than fairy is the taste of human. You’ve just given me back their world.” He motioned to the one remaining vamp. They both leaped, clung to a ledge high on the wall and leaped again.
Hippy thought they were going to go through the hole in the roof and be burned up by the sunlight, but they veered off another way and disappeared. She said a bad word, bent to scoop up Fluffy Ducky, ran for the wall and scrambled straight up it.
The human yelled in fright. “How is she doing that?”
“Hippy!” Pierus yelled. “Get back here!”
Hippy clung to the wall and looked over her shoulder. “We can’t let them get into Dream!”
“My dear girl, you are no match for Rustam Badora!”
“You’re just going to let him go?” Hippy’s voice rose to a squeak.
“No you silly little fairy, we are going to get the Apple of Chaos and deal with all of the vampires at once!”
“But I want to fight the vamp king.” Hippy let go, dropped through ten feet of air, landed lightly on both feet and pouted at him.
The human yelled in fright again. “How did you do that?”
“What?” Hippy scowled at her, then walked over to one of the piles of ashes. She removed the slender metal arrow from it and placed it in her pouch.
Why were vamp spies killing vamps?
“Hey!” The woman’s voice rose an octave. “Don’t ignore me little girl! I’ve got a gun here! What the hell is going on? What are you people doing at my dig site?”
Pierus made a deep, disgusted noise. “Young woman, do you have even the vaguest conception of what you have just done?”
The woman pressed some kind of button on her metal thing. A loud click echoed through the cavern. “I’m asking the questions here.”
“Come here Hippy,” Pierus said.
“Don’t you call me a hippy!” The woman turned her metal thing on Pierus.
Hippy stared at the thing. “What does that do?”
The woman aimed it at the hole in the roof. Her finger moved and an explosion came from the metal cylinder. “That’s what it does.”
Hippy’s eyes shone. “It goes bang.” She took several steps forward. “Can I try?”
“Are you people completely insane?” The woman went red in the face.
“I think you need to calm down, young woman,” Pierus said.
“Stop calling me young woman! I’ve got more grey hairs than you have, sonny!”
“You mustn’t mind him,” Hippy said. “He’s three thousand years old.”
The woman rubbed her
One of the vamps screamed, clutched at something on his face and began a frenzied struggle before falling to the ground.
Hippy never took her eyes off Badora. “I wonder who Fluffy Ducky will decide to make friends with next?”
“I really hate Bloody Fairies.” The vamp leaped at her.
Hippy ducked. Behind her, Pierus went down low and took out another vamp at the legs. An arrow that came from neither of them whistled through the air and a third vamp dropped to the ground.
Badora crouched, poised to spring, just out of reach of any fairy dust she could throw. The scuffle behind her intensified.
Then an explosion shook the cavern. Hippy threw her arms over her head while rocks pounded the floor. Sunlight poured through a man-sized hole in the roof and the vamp Pierus was fending off screamed and burst into flames.
A single figure bearing a bright, bright light descended on a rope through the dust and debris. She landed on both feet in the middle of the cavern and flashed the light all around her. “Holy hell!” she yelled. She dropped the light, yanked a big metal cylinder from the pack on her back and mounted it on her shoulder. “Nobody move!”
The vamp king’s laughter filled the cavern with rumbling echoes and sent a spinning vortex of dust through the shafts of sunlight.
The woman whirled in his direction. “Who the hell are you people?”
Badora got to his feet. “A human,” he said. “Congratulations, Muse King, you have granted my dearest, longest held wish. The only thing I like better than fairy is the taste of human. You’ve just given me back their world.” He motioned to the one remaining vamp. They both leaped, clung to a ledge high on the wall and leaped again.
Hippy thought they were going to go through the hole in the roof and be burned up by the sunlight, but they veered off another way and disappeared. She said a bad word, bent to scoop up Fluffy Ducky, ran for the wall and scrambled straight up it.
The human yelled in fright. “How is she doing that?”
“Hippy!” Pierus yelled. “Get back here!”
Hippy clung to the wall and looked over her shoulder. “We can’t let them get into Dream!”
“My dear girl, you are no match for Rustam Badora!”
“You’re just going to let him go?” Hippy’s voice rose to a squeak.
“No you silly little fairy, we are going to get the Apple of Chaos and deal with all of the vampires at once!”
“But I want to fight the vamp king.” Hippy let go, dropped through ten feet of air, landed lightly on both feet and pouted at him.
The human yelled in fright again. “How did you do that?”
“What?” Hippy scowled at her, then walked over to one of the piles of ashes. She removed the slender metal arrow from it and placed it in her pouch.
Why were vamp spies killing vamps?
“Hey!” The woman’s voice rose an octave. “Don’t ignore me little girl! I’ve got a gun here! What the hell is going on? What are you people doing at my dig site?”
Pierus made a deep, disgusted noise. “Young woman, do you have even the vaguest conception of what you have just done?”
The woman pressed some kind of button on her metal thing. A loud click echoed through the cavern. “I’m asking the questions here.”
“Come here Hippy,” Pierus said.
“Don’t you call me a hippy!” The woman turned her metal thing on Pierus.
Hippy stared at the thing. “What does that do?”
The woman aimed it at the hole in the roof. Her finger moved and an explosion came from the metal cylinder. “That’s what it does.”
Hippy’s eyes shone. “It goes bang.” She took several steps forward. “Can I try?”
“Are you people completely insane?” The woman went red in the face.
“I think you need to calm down, young woman,” Pierus said.
“Stop calling me young woman! I’ve got more grey hairs than you have, sonny!”
“You mustn’t mind him,” Hippy said. “He’s three thousand years old.”
The woman rubbed her
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