Nefertiti’s Curse_An Urban Fantasy by Jamel Cato

Author:Jamel Cato [Cato, Jamel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-22T06:00:00+00:00

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Half a block from the V Shades store, Xavier yanked Howling into an alley. He shoved the smaller man into a brick wall and jammed his forearm against Howling’s throat. “Who are you?”

A powerful gust of wind sent Xavier hurtling backward. He crashed into the opposite wall like a ragdoll, pulverizing a section of masonry. The gust then split into five distinct streams that pinned his arms, legs and torso to the wall. His healing tattoos began radiating intense heat.

Howling walked toward Xavier with a jovial smile. His body seemed to be completely impervious to the violent wind that was thrashing every other movable object in the alley.

“Wind sprite,” Xavier wheezed.

Howling’s expression changed to one of disgust. When he spoke, his voice boomed from multiple directions. “I am no mere sprite. I am the Wind! I am he who the southern people call El Nino. I am he who the northern people call Jet Stream. I am he who the Druids called Elemental. My wrath splits oceans and moves mountains!”

The wind momentarily died away.

“No wait,” Howling said, moving his forefinger to his lips. “That’s not technically true.”

The wind began blowing again and Howling pointed a finger at Xavier. “My wrath splits oceans and shakes mountains very hard!”

Xavier frowned in annoyance as his body slowly dropped to the ground.

“What do you think of my super villain voice?” Howling asked in a normal tone without the surround sound effect.

“This is another one of your bad jokes? I think you broke my back.”

“Hey, you attacked me, Chuck Norris. I have a right to defend my avatar. You should avoid surprising me like that. I could have accidentally flattened the whole city and blown you halfway across the Atlantic.”

Xavier considered the extraordinary wind manipulation he had just witnessed. “You were telling the truth? You’re really the Wind Elemental of the Earth?”

Howling held out his hands. A tiny tornado swirled in each palm. In what he had called his super villain voice, he shouted, “Yes, I am the Wind!”

Car alarms began blaring and a window pane two stories up shattered, sending shards of broken glass raining down.

Xavier covered his head. “Stop doing that!”

“Sorry,” Howling said. “Glass hadn’t been invented when I came up with that routine.”

“Which was when?”

“Before you were born.” Then he added, “Originally.”

“I’m sorry for attacking your avatar,” Xavier said.

“Yes, be careful. This is my spare. My first one had the body of a Greek god.”

“What happened to it?”

“I used it to start a relationship with the Morrigan.”

“The Celtic goddess?”

“That’s her,” he said with a mischievous grin. “She was a firecracker that one. Everything was peachy until she found out I participated in one of those Summer Solstice orgies with sixteen cute gypsy girls from Mesopotamia. Parts of that body are still fertilizing flowers on three continents.”

“What was on the paper you gave to Tiptree?”

“A letter from Astrid Hellstrand promising to co-publish a scientific paper with him if he gave us his best help with the sample.”

“A scientific paper? About what, sunglasses and Gucci loafers?”

“You should have Maya do one of those dossiers on Dr.

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