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could unleash his power at
Heath.
    “Now, Heath!” Volt yelled, tackling the demon to the ground.
    It shrieked underneath him, as the
sickening smell of burning flesh rose. Volt didn’t come out unscathed. Felor
viciously clawed at him, but Volt continued to hold him down with the help of
the electricity coursing through his body.
    More pinpricks of pain tore at him
with every swipe of Felor’s claws tearing at his flesh, but the pain was
nothing compared to the energy beginning to burn out his body.
    “Heath!”
    “Almost done,” Heath gasped from
somewhere.
    Lines of magical energy began to
appear on the ground where he tackled Felor. Once the circle closed, Volt knew
anything inside it would be sent back to the Otherside. He wasn’t afraid of his
spirit leaving this world and going to the next, even if it would be a kind of
hell.
    The demons living in the Otherside
and the other supernatural entities living in it would eagerly tear a human
spirit to bits, but if Felor could no longer harm those he loved, then he’d
gladly do it again. He’d already caused Heath enough grief. Volt promised Heath
they’d fix whatever it was between them, but he’d give his life for Heath to
live.
    “Volt! Let
go of him,” Heath cried out, emerging from his hiding place. His expression was
one of pure and undiluted fear. Fear for him.
    “Not yet. I have to make sure he
doesn’t escape,” Volt said through gritted teeth.
    Just a few more seconds until the
banishing circle closed. He cocked his head to his terrified apprentice.
    “You did good ,
Heath. I’m sorry I didn’t make good on my promise, but I need to make sure
Felor will never touch you again.”
    “Fuck you, Volt,” Heath whispered.
“Don’t you dare die on me. ”
    Volt couldn’t comprehend the energy
rippling off Heath’s skin. His apprentice should be drained after casting the
banishing spell, but the wind began to lift again and Volt found himself being
hurled from the demon just as the circle closed.
    Volt hit the grass with a painful
thud. Smoke sizzled off his body.
    Heath’s worried expression appeared
above him seconds later. His apprentice’s face was shining with tears and
anger, as he punched his sore shoulder over and over again.
    “You fucking bastard. Asshole, you
were planning all along to sacrifice yourself,” Heath accused, but Volt was too
weak to argue.
    When more worried voices arrived,
that of Gale and Blaze, and Volt was finally certain Felor was truly and
forever gone, he let his brain shut down.

Epilogue
     
    Three Weeks Later
     
    Seeing the clothes still scattered
about the apartment, Heath let out a frustrated sound. “Volt, didn’t I tell you
to put the damn clothes in the laundry basket because we’re having the others
over?”
    No response. Volt was probably in
the shower or something. Heath muttered a curse under his breath and
methodically began picking the clothes up and making sure the space was
presentable. Living with Volt was a fantasy come true
for him most of the time, but reality sometimes gave him a swift kick in the
ass. He loved Volt to bits, but sometimes his master was a damn slob.
    “Volt, did you get the chicken like
I asked?” Heath called once his ears picked up the bathroom door opening.
    “What the fuck are you going on
about a chicken?” Volt asked.
    “The chicken I reminded to pick up you
before you left, and texted you twice about.” Heath
whirled.
    He was about to give Volt a
lecture, but thoughts of company, the chicken, and his annoyance disappeared at
the sight of Volt only wearing a towel. Volt’s hair was still wet from the
shower and beads of water dripped down his hard chest. The scars Felor left
were all healed by now, and they made his master look decidedly more feral. The
scars went along nicely with the golden markings on his skin.
    Heath fumbled for words, hating the
lazy smile spreading across Volt’s lips. “T-the roasted chicken I asked you to
buy at the supermarket on