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Authors: Muffy Morrigan
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importantly, the Swords were there. Custodes Noctis blades were special, bonded to the user, and passed from generation to generation. These swords had begun life in the Copper Age and had been carefully improved over the millennia. The blades were etched with a variety of spells, runes, ogham, Latin, each adding strength to the Swords. Galen’s panic ramped up a notch when he realized that Rob’s sword was still there.
His brother would never go into battle without it.
Galen grabbed both swords and headed downstairs, walking out into the lot towards the 1939 Ford Coupe a long-time customer had given him. He loved the car, and they drove it often. The closer he got to it, to the reality of driving, the more he started sweating. He hadn’t driven since the accident; every time he got behind the wheel he would come so close to a panic attack he would have to call up the healing to stop the reaction. It hadn’t really been a problem so far, more an inconvenience, but now, faced with not just a drive across town, but possibly across the state… He stopped and attempted to get the panic under control.
“Despite the damage that certain birds have done to my car, it’s far faster than yours,” Flash said, coming up behind him.
“Flash…” Galen turned to his friend. “I don’t know what I’m heading into.”
“And your point would be?” Flash grabbed his arm and tugged him towards the black SUV parked by the wall. “Get in. You too,” he said to Dera. “No eating of the upholstery.”
“ Why would I do that? It doesn’t taste good, and it’s not fun.”
“Ha ha. Rhiannon, we’re going!”
A small woman came out the back door. Galen had met Rhiannon Ross when he was eighteen. Her daughter had been killed and since then she had become a killer of things that took children. It was her specialty, although she was willing to join any fight that came her way. She’d stood beside him many times, in many battles. She walked over and hugged him, then pushed him gently into the car. “You both better come back.”
“Hey,” Flash whined.
“You three. You know exactly what I meant, Flash. You better bring them both home, or I’ll have your head for a coffee mug.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’ll have the window fixed, too,” she added as she closed the car door. “Be careful, Galen.”
“I will,” Galen assured her softly.
Flash pulled out and onto the street. “Where to?”
“Head towards the pass, that’s where he called from.”
“Wouldn’t it be cool if you could just track him by his phone like they did on that show last night?”
“It would be, but I think you have to turn on that function…” Galen stopped. “I wonder if he would?”
“You mean if he calls in again? Do you think he’d have time? Before it shuts him down again?” Flash flipped off the driver in the car beside them, passed and merged onto the freeway. “Asshole.”
“I’m not sure. It’s becoming more and more aware.” Galen could sense the solidity of the shadow through the muted bond, it was slowly growing so what he felt of his brother was not Rob, but that dark, ancient power.
“What the hell is your problem?” Flash shouted, swinging into the left-hand lane, racing around the luxury car beside them, then cutting them off to cross all four lanes to get to the Auburn exit. “You know how fast that car can go? And they’re poking along at fifty on the freeway. Fifty!” Flash swung around the exit with enough speed to toss Galen against the door and Dera to dig his claws into the seat back.
“Flash!”
“What?” his friend answered innocently. “You want to get there or not?”
“I would like to get there, period.”
“Right. That’s what I mean.” Flash cut off a semi, and slipped into the left-hand lane. Galen watched as the speedometer started to climb, then decided it was probably best to ignore it. “There’s a map in the glovebox.”
“Map?”
“Yeah.” Flash glanced over at
His brother would never go into battle without it.
Galen grabbed both swords and headed downstairs, walking out into the lot towards the 1939 Ford Coupe a long-time customer had given him. He loved the car, and they drove it often. The closer he got to it, to the reality of driving, the more he started sweating. He hadn’t driven since the accident; every time he got behind the wheel he would come so close to a panic attack he would have to call up the healing to stop the reaction. It hadn’t really been a problem so far, more an inconvenience, but now, faced with not just a drive across town, but possibly across the state… He stopped and attempted to get the panic under control.
“Despite the damage that certain birds have done to my car, it’s far faster than yours,” Flash said, coming up behind him.
“Flash…” Galen turned to his friend. “I don’t know what I’m heading into.”
“And your point would be?” Flash grabbed his arm and tugged him towards the black SUV parked by the wall. “Get in. You too,” he said to Dera. “No eating of the upholstery.”
“ Why would I do that? It doesn’t taste good, and it’s not fun.”
“Ha ha. Rhiannon, we’re going!”
A small woman came out the back door. Galen had met Rhiannon Ross when he was eighteen. Her daughter had been killed and since then she had become a killer of things that took children. It was her specialty, although she was willing to join any fight that came her way. She’d stood beside him many times, in many battles. She walked over and hugged him, then pushed him gently into the car. “You both better come back.”
“Hey,” Flash whined.
“You three. You know exactly what I meant, Flash. You better bring them both home, or I’ll have your head for a coffee mug.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’ll have the window fixed, too,” she added as she closed the car door. “Be careful, Galen.”
“I will,” Galen assured her softly.
Flash pulled out and onto the street. “Where to?”
“Head towards the pass, that’s where he called from.”
“Wouldn’t it be cool if you could just track him by his phone like they did on that show last night?”
“It would be, but I think you have to turn on that function…” Galen stopped. “I wonder if he would?”
“You mean if he calls in again? Do you think he’d have time? Before it shuts him down again?” Flash flipped off the driver in the car beside them, passed and merged onto the freeway. “Asshole.”
“I’m not sure. It’s becoming more and more aware.” Galen could sense the solidity of the shadow through the muted bond, it was slowly growing so what he felt of his brother was not Rob, but that dark, ancient power.
“What the hell is your problem?” Flash shouted, swinging into the left-hand lane, racing around the luxury car beside them, then cutting them off to cross all four lanes to get to the Auburn exit. “You know how fast that car can go? And they’re poking along at fifty on the freeway. Fifty!” Flash swung around the exit with enough speed to toss Galen against the door and Dera to dig his claws into the seat back.
“Flash!”
“What?” his friend answered innocently. “You want to get there or not?”
“I would like to get there, period.”
“Right. That’s what I mean.” Flash cut off a semi, and slipped into the left-hand lane. Galen watched as the speedometer started to climb, then decided it was probably best to ignore it. “There’s a map in the glovebox.”
“Map?”
“Yeah.” Flash glanced over at
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