Hellraiser by Tina Glasneck

Author:Tina Glasneck [Glasneck, Tina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vie La Publishing House, LLC

16

Sif

Ola and I traveled to the address on the piece of paper. The necromancer resided in the area controlled by the Elves, in an apartment that used to be Shockoe Bottom.

The area was still thriving as humans mulled around like it was a normal day. This used to be my stomping ground when I’d leave the university for a drink at the local brewery overlooking the river.

Where were the supernatural beings that once lived here? Surely, Midgard used to be protected.

We made our way up the elevator to the penthouse. Whoever this guy was, even in these dark times, he lacked nothing, as he was one of the few who could still touch the sky. He had to be someone. The nobodies were relegated to the hovels below ground, while the middle class could walk on the streets without persecution, and those of the one percent could truly touch the sky and had very nice unobstructed views.

They gained an amazing view, to only then see the sky falling.

“I think this is a bad idea,” I whispered to Ola. “What if he isn’t here?”

She nodded but remained mum. She moved to turn the doorknob and found it unlocked.

“What are you doing?”

“The apartment is protected by runic and elemental magic, Sif,” Ola said. “Trust me to know what I’m doing.”

I was beginning to understand that Ola wasn’t anything like I thought she was.

“Whatever you do, follow my lead. This will be tricky as he is Lady Hel’s son and—”

“Lady Hel’s son? So, we have to deal with her son to resurrect Chi?”

“Don’t forget you are sleeping with her father, so just think of keeping it in the family.” Ola laughed, and I elbowed her in the ribs. The pantheon and the family connections thereof were small.

I couldn’t begin to understand why Lady Hel hated me so much, but it didn’t matter. I just wanted Chi back like she was supposed to be—alive.

The apartment was sparsely decorated, nothing here really to make it personal. It would have made more sense if maybe everything was painted in black. But instead, it had generic white walls, and even the furniture seemed to be right off the showroom floor. No photos of what this necromancer was supposed to look like, either. All that hung on the walls was an old framed map of a place called Thule, and on the opposite wall, that of a multicolored dragon.

“Okay, the only thing I’m getting from this place is that this guy shops from a catalog and has the personality of a wet rag. Heck, there is nothing here that even individualizes the space.”

“Some call it minimalism.”

“Blech. With such a view of the river, I’d think he’d have something made of diamonds to sparkle. Maybe even a real grass putting green on the balcony.”

I finally spied what Ola was concentrating on in the shape of a small altar that rested on the table before the dragon painting.

I watched her pull out a rune stone from her jeans pocket and place it on a wooden altar situated in front of the painting.

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