Metal Angel: An Urban Fantasy Adventure (Rings of the Inconquo Book 3) by A.L. Knorr & Aaron D. Schneider

Author:A.L. Knorr & Aaron D. Schneider [Knorr, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Intellectually Promiscuous Press
Published: 2020-05-01T16:00:00+00:00

Twelve

A churning, humming sound grated on my frayed nerves but the hands were still there, though perhaps not as many. I loosed an enraged scream.

“Get off me!”

“For god’s sake, hold ’er down!”

The grips tightened, but so did my resolve to escape.

The world was a blur of colours that didn’t make sense, but I sensed open space to my right and hurled myself toward it.

Profanity-laden cries erupted. Hands lost their grip, and my feet hit solid ground. I shrieked a defiant victory, dragging those I couldn’t twist away from as I tried to run.

“Ibby, please stop!”

I knew that voice, but when massive arms wrapped around my body, engulfing me until I was sure I would be crushed to death, the primal will to fight, to escape, to survive, overcame me. I heard grunts of pain as I fought, but the grip held.

Eventually I collapsed, exhausted, my rage expired. The forced embrace didn’t withdraw, but as my legs gave way I was lowered into a sitting position. By degrees the arms loosened, slabs of muscle slowly relaxing. As the constricting force lessened, the fog of the nightmare and claustrophobia dissipated. The world began to make sense again.

I was high up, overlooking London. The sky was indigo with bands of violet and the city glittered with a million lights. A second longer and I recognised the whirring sound, now slowing and fading: as helicopter blades. Understanding crashed over me. The dream was over. I was still alive. I was seated on the rooftop helipad of The Nakesh Corporation building, less than a metre from the edge.

I shuddered at what had almost happened – my dream becoming reality – and unconsciously pressed myself against the broad chest that braced me.

“Can I let go now?” Marcus’s voice was breathy from his exertions. “Or are you going to go mad again?”

“I think I’m good,” I whispered, “but that doesn’t mean you should let go.”

The second he let go, everything would come crashing back in and a new kind of madness would take hold. What had I done, defying such a force as Ninurta? Even taunting him. Had I gone momentarily nuts inside that dream? It was like I’d had a death-wish. Strangely, I was more afraid now than when I had been inside that nightmarish dreamscape.

“Okay,” he whispered back and pulled me in closer. “Have it your way.”

The wind was cold, but Marcus was warm against me. He shifted his position and slid his thick legs slid alongside mine, a protective shield. I rested my head against his chest and savoured the steadying rhythm of his breathing.

“Can you tell me what happened?” he asked after a long while and our hearts returned to a normal rhythm.

“I met Ninurta,” I croaked, licking at dry lips.

Marcus tensed, but to his credit he waited, letting me share in my own time.

“He pulled me into a dream. One he created with his mind, but it was so real, Marcus. Full of zombie Inconquo worshipping him.” I shuddered with disgust.

“That sounds … terrifying.

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