Silver magi 3, p.1
Silver Magi 3, page 1
Silver Magi 3
D. Levesque
Contents
Info
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
About the Author
Where to find me
Prologue - Destiny’s Champions
Chapter 1 - Destiny’s Champions
Chapter 1- The Broken Battlemage
Silver Magi 3
By. D. Levesque
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Chapter One
I can hear the beating of my heart. It’s so fucking loud that I am sure the person hunting me can hear me from a mile away. The bush I am hiding in is low to the ground. There isn’t much bush to speak of, really. The desert air is cold at this time of night. There isn’t much of a moon either, so I am hoping that will help. Looking around, I see another bush about fifty feet away, so I use Shadow Walk to get to it.
The second I leave the Shadow Walk tunnel, I feel my senses go off and I quickly roll away from the spot I was just about to lie down in. Probably a good thing too, as just as I move, I hear the sound of metal on metal.
“Shit,” I whisper. Without thinking, I Shadow Walk again, but this time instead of heading towards a bush, I veer towards the sand. When I come out this time, I finish casting a new spell I learned. Gather Shadows. I had started to cast it even before I went into Shadow Walk.
Lying flat on my stomach with no protection now, I listen hard with my Incubus ears. I can hear lots of things, but not my fucking shadow. How the fuck are they hiding that well? Turning over as slowly and quietly as I can until I am on my back, I look up at the night sky. There might not be any moon out, but that also means no stars since the cloud cover is blocking it all. The wind is quiet tonight as well. How the fuck did I get myself into this, I think, shaking my head.
Suddenly, I hear a barely audible sound. If I hadn’t been waiting for it, I would have completely missed it. Using Shadow Walk, I exit exactly where the sound had come from, crouching with my dagger in my hand. I’ve learned that when using Shadow Walk, you don’t have to use the tunnel to walk to your location. You can just appear to your target in an instant. It seemed that Lina had been keeping some things from me, that little vixen.
In front of me, I see a blur of a shadow. Damn, he’s good. I can barely make him out. Looking around to make sure there are no others around, I turn back to the shadow and shit! It’s gone. How the fuck? Looking around wildly, I still don’t see it. Then I feel a blade against my throat.
“That was pretty good, but you’re dead,” says a male voice in an Irish accent.
Sighing, I let the tension leave me. “Fuck, I almost had you that time!” I shout at the man, turning around.
“Maybe next time,” he says with a laugh. “But you did pretty well there. It took me over two hours to find you this time.”
“Yeah, yeah. Gee, thanks,” I say to Sir William Stewart sarcastically. Or William, as he insists we call him.
“Hey, you are getting better, Brandon,” he says, putting an arm around me easily, even in my Incubus form.
When I first met William, he was in his human form, but in his Demonian form he is fucking huge. I mean, he is bigger than I am in my Incubus form, but as we’ve discovered, I am still quicker and stronger than him. But fuck, the man is cunning and fights dirty. Although I guess that’s good, since he has been teaching me his tricks.
“I still have no idea how you got caught by an Infected and the Void,” I tell him, shaking my head in confusion.
He looks at me, embarrassed. “Yeah, not my proudest moment. I had just come out of stasis and when I stepped out to piss, they got me then,” he finishes, rubbing the back of his neck.
I stare at him in open shock. “They took you going for a piss?”
“Yeah. Can we drop it? I had been in stasis for a long time, and well, I might have gotten drunk the night before, and I had a lot of wine in my system at the time,” he growls defensively.
“Fine,” I tell him with a chuckle. “I promise not to tell the girls.”
“Do you want to tell Roger we are on our way to camp and he can tell the cooks?” William says, almost drooling. Ever since he had a meal from Miguel, the man had fallen in love. With the food.
“I already told Miguel. I am here with him now,” Roger says in my right ear. “When I saw you get your ass handed to you on a silver platter, I told him to get stuff ready.”
“Roger says he told him already, and Roger, fuck you,” I say with a laugh.
“Shall we race?” I ask William.
“Pfft, no fucking way. You are too fast. Shit, what’s that?” he says suddenly in alarm.
Turning in the direction he is pointing, I feel a hard shove, and I end up on the desert floor in a heap. I look up and see that Willian has already taken off.
“You fucker!” I yell at him, getting up and running after him.
Even though it’s so dark out that a normal human wouldn’t be able to see, William and I can see well enough to run. I still end up tripping in dips that look like shadows until I put my foot into them, but I can tell that William is doing the same thing as I see his form jerk occasionally. I am heartened to learn that he isn’t perfect.
I can feel the wind on my face, and my long hair is flying behind me. I am going so fast that I am sure I am hitting nearly forty miles an hour. I have figured out when running in a car next to Johanne that I can hit up to sixty if I push myself. But I can’t do it for prolonged distances. For that, I have to stay at about forty-five.
Suddenly spotting a chance to beat him, I turn to the left. He must hear me since his head spins around, and he blurts out, “Fuck!” He starts to turn with me, but as I was hoping, he ends up crashing into the bushes that I had seen ahead and timed just right. I turn back and head in my original direction. I can hear him cursing in the background. Fuck, who the hell has been teaching him swear words from our age? Roger, I am going to kick your ass right out of that ball of yours when I see you.
Just as I finish that thought, I land in our camp, which is really just a bunch of tents. Hearing a noise behind me, I look over my shoulder and see William. He still has some of the leaves and twigs from the bushes he crashed into on him. Grinning at him, I say, “I won.”
“Fair and square too,” he says, shaking his head bemusedly. “I am not sure I want to teach you anymore,” he says with a laugh, slapping my back. “Let’s eat.”
William passes me and heads towards the larger of the tents. There are five of them right now. There is the main eating tent, and a separate communal one used for gatherings. There is a tent for Miguel and the rest of the staff, and another one for William. And finally, there is a large tent, although not as large as the main one, that is shared by Johanne, Lina, Silvana, and myself. Roger had decided early on to disappear until whenever he felt it was a good time to show up again, at which point he sleeps wherever he finds room.
Approaching the large eating tent, William opens the door flap. Light spills out, making us both blink from the glare. There are no lights on outside, as we want to make sure no one can find us. I even added a Confusion spell to make it even harder to locate us. I mean, drones would find us since the Confusion spell doesn’t work on things like video, but if human eyes are looking, they won’t see us.
“Brandon!” shouts Miguel. “Can you tell Roger to stop stealing my food!”
“What?” I ask him, confused, as I walk towards the cooking area.
“His ball keeps floating up to the food, and it disappears,” Miguel says, waving a large silver spoon threateningly at the floating black ball.
“Seriously, Roger?” I ask him.
“I only stole one piece of cake!” he says indignantly. “And I mean, he made a lot, so it’s not like anyone’s going to miss it.”
“See! He admits to stealing it!” Miguel says triumphantly.
“I mean, you have tons!” Roger tells him. “I took only a piece that no one else would want.”
“No clue what a metal ball will do with food,” grumbles Miguel.
One thing about Roger that we haven’t told everyone is that inside that floating ball is a small man of a Fairy. Well, technically he called himself a Techno Fairy, since he has no magic. All he has is that ball that was made by the Elveesians. Miguel is one of the ones who isn’t in the know. The girls all know, and so does William. But that’s it. Even my mother isn’t aware.
“Roger, next time simply ask, all right?” I tell him.
“All right, I will. And I am sorry I stole the food, Miguel,” Roger says, turning to Miguel.
“Fine. Just ask next time,” Miguel says, nodding to Roger.
“Now, what’s for supper?” I ask him, drooling at the smells permeating the tent. Since we do a lot of our training at night, our meals are usually at around three in the morning. Looking at the clock on the tent wall, I see tonight isn’t any different. The clock says 3:15 am.
“Tonight, is sausages with potatoes and salad. And as you now know, chocolate cake for dessert,” Miguel says proudly.
How the fuck the man is able to bake a cake in a tent is still beyond me. He prefers cooking at night though, as it gets hot here in the Nevada desert. He lets his brother cook during the day. Going to the side table, I grab a couple of water bottles and sit down at the large table. I look around, and see the girls aren’t here.
“Where are the girls?” I ask Roger.
“They are sleeping,” he says. “They have been training hard and are tired. They said to tell you when you go in, to be, and I am quoting Lina here, quiet as fuck,” he says with a snicker of laughter.
“Right,” I tell him with a laugh.
Ever since I got back and started training hard with William, the girls have been taking it up a notch as well. They have been getting up before I do and training hard all day. Mostly in magics. Even Silvana has been increasing her skills. I would say right now she is the most powerful Elven magician here and in the Underworld. However, unlike me and William, who only need three or four hours of sleep a night, the girls still need a good seven or eight to function.
William sits down facing me, and he has a couple of water bottles as well. We both open one each and without talking, finish them off. I open the second one but don’t drink it. Just as I finish, Miguel walks over with two trays and places them in front of us. Looking up, I say. “Thanks, Miguel.”
“My pleasure,” he says with a grin.
Once Miguel is gone, and Roger has floated to the table and is hovering next to my food, William breaks the silence. “I think we are done training,” he says, digging into his food with gusto. “Now, what’s your first plan or mission?”
Taking a bite of my food before answering, I enjoy the burst of taste from the sausages. They have a spice in them I can’t place, and they are amazing. They are cooked to perfection—crispy skin on the outside, nice and hot and juicy on the inside. Swallowing, I tell him. “Vegas.”
“Shit,” he says with passion. “So, you want to go after Muldo first?”
Muldo, or council member Muldo. We had surmised that the Void was going after regular citizens and distracting us with more high-profile people. For example, people like Sir William Stewart, the largest IT owner globally, and Melissa Newborn, one of the most famous singers out there. Or she was until we killed her.
“Why him? You have three targets you can go after here in Nevada,” William asks me with a mouthful of food, waving his fork around.
“Because my mother just sent me this,” I tell him. I take my smartphone out, open it, and bring up the email I had read just before he sat down. I still have no fucking clue how she can send an email from her Realm.
William reads the email, and when he gets to the end, he looks up at me and says, “Fuck, are you serious?”
Nodding at him, I say, “Dead serious.”
Chapter Two
Once we are both done eating, we sit back and contemplate the email my mother had sent. Originally, I had thought about going after the smaller fry on our list. Well, smaller fry in that the target was a simple store owner in a gas station off the I-80. But this email changed that. From what my mother had been able to find out from whatever source she used, there is a religious guru who owns a large plot of land and runs a commune that needs to be our first target.
While it isn’t against the law to run a commune, it’s the disappearance of so many people that has her worried. Not only that, but the two humans she had sent to infiltrate the commune came back, but not as themselves. When she met up with them to get the information they had gathered on this Muldo, they tried to attack her. She had suspected something was off, and thanks to the ability she now has to hold silver without harming herself, she had a couple of those needles we had been using to destroy the Void with her, so she threw them at the humans. Her suspicions were confirmed when purple flames erupted from them. When she spoke to them afterwards, they had no idea how they had gotten there.
So now we would be taking a visit to Ash Springs, Nevada instead of heading to the gas station. The commune is just off Highway 93, and the only way in is a dirt road.
“Thoughts?” William asks me.
“I agree with my mother. We need to look into this deeper, but since those two humans have no clue how they got back or what they were doing beforehand, we have no information on what to expect there,” I tell him in frustration.
“Except that the Void is there,” he says.
“Except that the Void is there,” I repeat to him, nodding.
“Can’t you send Roger?” he asks, pointing to the ball on the desk.
“No,” I say with a sigh. “As we found out with our last mission, the Void is on to him and somehow they can see him.”
Our last mission was a simple one. Go in and kill the Void hiding inside a merchant in Florida that we had found out about. We had sent Roger to do recon, and it turned into a cluster fuck. The Infected saw Roger right away and tried to run away. We didn’t want to lose the Void inside it and have it get loose, so Roger killed him. It wasn’t something we wanted to do, but right now a free Infected is worse than a dead one.
“Shit. Forgot about that fiasco,” he says, shaking his head. He hated having to kill for no reason as much as I do.
“Are you coming with us on the mission?” I ask William.
At that, he shakes his head. “No, your mother has graciously invited me to come with her and train some Werefolk in combat. It seems they need to be pushed.”
“So, my mother didn’t give you a choice?” I tease him with a grin.
“No, she didn’t,” he says with a laugh. “How the hell your dad can handle her so easily, I have no idea. When I went to visit them quickly, she was so fucking different. Dude, your dad might look calm and collected, and people might say he isn’t as powerful as your mom, but fuck me, everyone treads carefully around him. And he has your mother eating-.”
“Whoa, that’s my mom you are talking about,” I interrupt him with my hand up.
“Sorry,” he says apologetically.
“I should get to bed,” I tell him, looking at the clock, which now says 4:10 a.m. “I know the girls get up around six in the morning. I am hoping to get on the road for this mission at about five in the evening. We are only about an hour away from Las Vegas, but then we have to travel about another hour and half past Vegas to get to Ash Springs according to the map I looked at,” I say, stretching and yawning.
