Update
A really short update today, since I wasn't getting my mind in the place it needed to focus, and because I have tons of course work to do. Hopefully I'll be finishing this short up over the weekend and will be starting on the fourth story shortly after that.
Current Word Count: 32,746
Scene of the Day
Part of me admired that Collin trusted me with my job
enough to follow my instructions.
A baser part of me, though, the part facing certain
death by exsanguination, wished he’d get his ass in there.
I managed to bring my feet up, and pressed them hard
against the wall.
With a force that cracked the plaster, I lunged forward
and took us both down to the floor, hard.
When we landed, I pressed down, and both our knives went
deep into his chest until he was pinned.
“Sorry, vampy, I don’t plan ta’ be food, today,” I
huffed.
He grabbed feebly at the blades while hissing at me.
It had much less effect than it had a second prior, for
some reason.
Just as I was standing, a loud grumbling sent the hairs
on the nape of my neck to a full stand.
Even if I wasn’t bruised by that point, there was no
chance I could’ve reacted fast enough.
An incredible piece of solid mass slammed into my side,
flipping me painfully onto my back.
My vision blurred in pain, and the massive body used the
distraction to easily press down into me.
I stared through tears at a pair of purely golden
lenses, which I then realized were glaring down at me from a large canine’s
face.
Its fangs were bared, and the growl rumbling in its
throat shook my entire body.
It seemed to have been waiting for my fear to kick in,
because when I felt the adrenaline rush, it hungrily sniffed at the air.
Then, it spread its jaw and went for my throat.
Before it killed me, a gunshot rang out and sent it
rolling across the floor with a whimper.
Seconds later, the Lycan began to die in a cloud of oily
smoke.
I could see the
silver spreading through its body, rapidly poisoning it.
Seeing a wolf’s veins turning silver, before blood
tinged with grey began running from its pores, was a truly horrific sight even
with my sturdy constitution for violence.
Collin stepped into my vision then, and I watched him
look around at the destruction I’d wreaked.
“Bloody hell, that was a show.”
I just grunted in response, refusing to move until I’d
let the magic building around me run its course.
“Glad ya’ approve. Thanks fer the save, though it
woulda’ been appreciated ‘bout fifteen seconds sooner.”
“You told me to stay out until the chaos was big
enough,” he retorted with a shrug.
“Fair ‘nuf. Could ya’ step back a bit?”
He did as told, and I let the magic loose.
“Brighid, tearmainn
a dheonú dom i do fearainn radiant go dtí go bhfuil mé socraithe,” I
mumbled.
I couldn’t hold in the sharp intake of air my sudden
pain ripped out of me.
The air turned opaquely green as magic and essence both
coiled through the air, before they shot like an arrow into my mouth.
The best way to describe it is that I felt like my
insides were being shredded, slowly.
Even with that, I pressed on and kept pulling more
energy from the air.
The breaks and tears that being thrown around had given
me slowly started mending.
In a slow, awful pace, making sure I felt them knitting back together.
A horrible eternity stretched through me before it
finally, blissfully stopped.
I pressed to my feet slowly, finding myself now drenched
in sweat and dried blood.
A faint glow lifted from my skin, giving off the scent
of wilderness, which I focused on to avoid thinking about the spasms that
continued to shake my limbs.
When I finally felt recovered, if utterly exhausted, I
risked a glance at Collin.
He was staring at me with wide eyes and a gaping mouth,
both of which I wasn’t sure were a good reaction.
Most people, for some reason, tended to get sketchy if
they saw and heard it.
“That was… interestin’,”
he mused.
“Somethin’ I picked up when I was younger. Not a trick I
like usin’.”
“Ya’ came outta’ a fight with three vampires, an’ don’t
have a scratch on ya’,” he retorted with a raised brow.
“Yeah, bully fer me, I can walk. But since yer not a
faerie, I’ll let ya’ in on a little secret. Pullin’ on essence right from a
goddess, an’ combinin’ it with magic, will kick yer ass like nothin’ else. Even
if it didn’t, it still takes every bad thing that’s happened from the time my
body’s default state changed, an’ reverses it. All the pain an’ sufferin’, I
get double.”
“So not as convenient as it seems, then,” he agreed.
“Not even close. Le’s go afore I pass the fek out,” I
huffed.
Translation Notes
"Brighid, tearmainn a dheonú dom i do fearainn radiant go dtí go bhfuil mé socraithe."- Gaelic: "Brighid, grant me asylum within your radiant domain until I'm fixed."
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