Dark Awakened (The Devil's Assistant Book 2) by Smith HD

Author:Smith, HD [Smith, HD]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Wild Fey, LLC
Published: 2014-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

The curator’s empty black eyes focused on me. Fire formed in his palm. I leapt out of its way just as he threw it at me.

“What are you doing?” I screamed at Raven.

“Surviving,” she said.

“I wasn’t trying to kill you.”

She laughed, a laugh that sounded much older than her fifteen years. “You know who I am. You know what’s at stake.”

“You’re going to play their game? After what Mab did to you?”

I ducked as another fireball whizzed passed me. That one was close enough to singe my dress.

Raven skipped toward my hallway, then spun back around, a wide grin on her face. “Oh my...it’s better than I’d hoped. You brought me a gift.” She clapped her hands as if she were a child at Christmas. “I get Thanos Marcus Xavier, son of Mab, back!”

Crap. She can sense that Thanos is out there. “Sorry to disappoint, but he’s mine,” I said, moving too late and getting clipped by one of the curator’s fireballs.

“Not for long,” she crowed. “Francis, finish her.”

The curator readied himself to lob another fireball.

Did she think I’d let her have Thanos? Hell, no. I felt the power roil at my core. White wisps of energy circled my wrists. I stood, throwing my hands out in front of me, as I had in the fourth realm when Thanos startled me. “Stop!”

Raven laughed, then shrieked as a wave of energy slammed into her. The case shattered into a million little pieces—debris everywhere—leaving Raven and the curator lying crumpled on the floor.

Okay, I really needed to work on my control, but at least they were no longer trying to kill me.

I rushed over to their prone forms. Raven was still breathing, but she was out cold. The curator had received the brunt of the attack. He must have attempted to block the spell from hitting her. A trickle of blood ran down his face. It pained me to think I might have killed someone, although the perverted curator was not going to make me lose sleep.

I glanced at my wrist. The glass case had been a horrible prison, but I’d put Raven back in it, to protect the world from her, if it were possible. I needed the blood to stop Cinnamon’s curse, so that had to be priority one. Imprisoning Raven would have to wait.

I dusted the glass from my dress, and headed toward the blood room. I found the door Raven had indicated. It was painted a bright green with the Ancient symbols for Life and History. I reached for the handle.

“Ow!” I yelled, jerking my hand back. “It shocked me.” I shook my hand to ease the pain.

I glanced around the room, but it was empty. I even studied the walls to see if this room contained a hidden panel. Nothing.

“Great,” I muttered. “How do I open you?”

Before I had a chance to answer myself, I heard a click and the door popped open.

“Huh... Open?” I said again. Even though the door was open, I heard the same click.

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