Spirelli Paranormal Investigations 01 by Kate Baray

Author:Kate Baray
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Spirelli Paranormal Investigations Episode: 1
Publisher: Kate Baray
Published: 2015-12-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

A silver dragon crouched, hissing steam at a—Jack did a double take—floating iron skillet. Marin swatted massive claws at the skillet, and knocked it to the ground. After the odd weapon fell with a solid thud, Jack saw that small wounds sprinkled her body. Each wound oozed blood. And that was when he realized: Marin’s scales had flexed and turned with her body as she’d taken off in flight. They hadn’t been the rigid, overlapping scales he remembered seeing once before.

Jack mentally thumped himself and then jogged toward Marin, keeping half his attention on the prone frying pan. As he approached, something slammed into his side. He stumbled, choking, coughing. He shoved his knuckles into the grass, pushed hard, and lurched upright. And fell again. His shoulders burned. He rolled to the side and a flying branch pounded the grass next to his head.

Get behind me.

Marin’s voice brushed through his mind as he scrambled to dodge another blow.

Now.

Before he could stand, Jack was enveloped in a dragon wing. The silvery hide of her wing shielded him, giving him just enough time to stand.

“I’m good,” he yelled.

As Marin folded her wings close to her body, Jack ran behind her. “You have a plan?”

Charlotte huddled behind Marin, one hand resting on Marin’s silver scales. “The ghost should run out of juice soon. Ghosts can’t—”

A dragon grunt interrupted her.

Jack scanned the area for an improvised weapon. Then realized— “Shit. We can’t hurt it.”

“No.” Charlotte’s brow furrowed and she gave Jack a dark look. “If the dragon—Marin—weren’t still immature, her scales wouldn’t be so soft.”

Hey. I can hear you guys.

“I didn’t send her here to be a pincushion. And she sure as hell wasn’t supposed to end up trapped inside with you.” Jack was interrupted as Marin shifted, maneuvering quickly to the right. Following her as she moved, Jack asked, “Why exactly are we using a soft-scaled dragon as a shield?”

He’d just spotted a tumbledown cabin not far away.

Better than having your tender human skin pummeled. And I heal faster. But this shit is getting old. How much longer can it hold out?

Charlotte said, “Not much longer. I hope.” Turning to Jack, she said, “We were heading to the cabin when you showed up.”

A hiss of steam spewed from Marin’s snout.

Since scales rippled under his hand at the same time, Jack figured those hisses were pain responses. So the few flashes of fire he’d spotted might have been accidents. He edged closer to Marin’s tail until he had a clear view over her back. But all he saw were the objects the ghost was using as projectiles. No ghost, cloud, figure—nothing. Stones flew at high speed and pinged off Marin’s body. And branches darted through the air like arrows. After watching for a moment, Jack realized the missiles came one at a time.

“I think our ghost can only manipulate one object at a time.” As Jack spoke the words, he searched the surrounding area for incoming missiles, but couldn’t spot the next attack.

She’s gone.

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