Zombie Rising: The Fourth Kelly Chan Novel by Jonas Gary & Hodgkins Rebecca

Author:Jonas, Gary & Hodgkins, Rebecca [Jonas, Gary]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Denton & White
Published: 2017-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Specifically, the light came from the pouch around Ramona’s neck. She held it out in front of her. She chanted, and I focused on her voice, hoping to dislodge the growing command in my head telling me to grab Brand and drag him inside and upstairs to the bedroom, which sounded so much nicer than fighting.

Stupid voice. Nothing’s nicer than fighting.

I whipped out a couple shuriken and they joined Brand’s in flight across the street. Ah, teamwork. The shuriken hit the edge of the red-orange light and hovered. Eleventh Hour raised her arms and twirled like a certain Seventies-era witchy rock goddess and the shuriken changed shape like Trixster had. Their edges flapped and grew, and then we had eagle-sized bats shrieking and flying back at us, one bat per customer.

I pulled a ten-inch blade from each boot and moved to get between Ramona and Jessica and their flying assassins. Brand laughed behind me as he pulled his own blades. Amanda had already woven half her magical shield.

Ramona waved me off with one hand and a sharp look. I stopped, but not because she told me to. I stopped because I couldn’t quite understand what I was seeing.

The pouch pulsed and then there was shape in the air like a bridge arching from Ramona to the bats. The bridge was made of colored light and the air filled with the smell of rain and ozone. The bridge took on an almost human face, but masked. It reached out with long arms and captured the bats, which rained down to the street as shuriken again. They clanged against the pavement.

“That’s one hell of a Patronus,” I heard Amanda say.

The music across the street grew louder. Trixster, or Kokopelli, or whatever combination of the two he’d become, danced and played. Eleventh Hour took out what I thought was another flute as the green and blue bridge creature attacked. She put the flute to her lips and her cheeks hollowed. But instead of playing music, she lowered what I realized was a long pipe and smoke poured out of her mouth in an enormous cloud. The cloud enveloped the creature as the thing grabbed for Trixster’s flute.

“No!” Ramona screamed as lightning spider-webbed around the creature. It froze in place.

Brand and I took off across the street with one goal in mind – get the flute. Okay, two goals – get the flute then pound the shit out of our enemies.

As we ran under the bridge creature, it dissolved, raining down on us between lightning bolts like water dripping from a net. Cool and glowing rain slicked our bodies, washing away the vampire gore covering our bodies. I felt a crazy burst of energy and awareness, like what I’d experienced at the rave, but cleaner, pure. Every last trace of mental fuzz and confusion drained out of my body. I felt Brand running next to me, felt his heart beating in his chest, smelled the sweat on his skin, and couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather be with at that moment.

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