The Failsafe Prophecies
of the twelfth realm, or as most of us know it,
the Marrow.”
    “Is that a kitten?” Ivin pointed at
something on the screen, causing the other four to look
closer.
    “No… uh, I do believe, that is a
rose.” Oz gave words to what the rest were thinking.
    “If you saw a kitten, Ivin, then
that’s her protector. He’s shifting. He usually takes the form of
an owl, but if it’s shifting, there’s something in the energy
that’s making it hard to hold its form.” Bala twisted her fingers
in visible worry as she spoke.
    “Well there’s clearly an energy field
around her.” Rigo pointed to some distortions in the
picture.
    “Ivin, can you tell through this
screen if her soul is intact?” Wraithe hoped they could at least
get one of their questions answered about the fate of the missing
women.
    “No. I’d need to be able to touch her,
or at least step into her energy field, but Bala can.”
    Bala took a step back and rung her
hands.
    “I don’t feel it.” She rubbed her arms
as if she’d just gotten a chill.
    “Soul, no soul, kitten, rose, blue,
pink, all great questions of the world, but are we forgetting the
most important one?” Rigo stood there and stared at them all for a
second before finishing his statement. “Where the hell is
she?”
    “Ah… Sirs… Madams…” Oz blushed. “It’s
clear she’s inside the castle at the Magic Kingdom.” He pointed to
several identifying markers: flags hanging on the walls, tables,
chairs. But none was more clear than the slight view of a carousel
through the large leaded glass windows.
    “The one here?” Rigo asked.
    Oz looked at him as if he’d sprouted a
second head.
    “There is only one Magic Kingdom. If
you are confusing Disneyland in California with…”
    “We don’t have time for the full
history of the Disney legacy right now, Oz.” Wraithe placed his
hand on the boy’s shoulder and he silenced immediately.
    Rigo laughed outright and all the
others stopped to stare at him.
    “What?” He splayed his hand out
towards the screen. “They put Sleeping Beauty inside Cinderella’s
castle. Even the dark can’t keep that shit straight, so don’t jump
on me.”
    Wraith rolled his eyes.
    Ivin snickered.
    “Have they figured out she’s there?”
Wraith asked the most obvious of questions, knowing there may have
been an invisibility spell, but then how would the cameras have
picked her up.
    “Oh no. They know.” Oz punched in a
few other numbers and the camera angle switched.
    “Oh.” Wraithe uttered just the one
word upon viewing the picture of what looked to be seventy
personnel from the combined forces of park security, Reedy Creek,
and the Orange County sheriff’s department.
    There was a barricade in place, every
Disney suit within probably a fifty mile radius was present and
accounted for, and the cherry on top − at least two agents from the
FBI.
    “We’re going to need a containment
crew.” Rigo stated the obvious.
    All five of them stood in silence for
a moment taking in the scene before Bala asked, “How do we get her
out of there?”
    Wraithe thought about that for a
moment. There were several options, they simply had to choose the
one that had the highest success potential and lowest human
casualty risk.
    “Uh… Sirs…” Oz broke in, his voice
trembled.
    “Oh what now?” Wraithe’s patience was
being pushed to its limits.
    He looked back to the
screen which had yet another angle on the camera, one outside the castle where
there were no less than twenty roahn-ami coming into
view.
    “Shit.” Ivin spoke without thinking,
then put a hand over her own mouth.
    “We’re going to need a
really big containment crew.” Rigo’s tone grew dark.
    Wraithe took it all in.
The prophecies, the events of the past few days, what he was
looking at now. There was no more running or denying the truth.
This war was here, and it was now .

Chapter Six
     
    Kane pressed the nerve in the woman’s
neck a little more gently than he had in

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