I finally got chapter seven up.
It was somewhere around midnight when my shields were breached. I jumped from the roof, angling so I could go through the window. I landed lightly on the floor out of habit.
"Guys! The shields been breeched. Get ready for a fight." I said flipping the lights on. Two figures sat straight up. I had a sinking feeling and tuned slowly to see who they were. It was Sam and Mindy, both dishevled (yet fully clothed, thank High Shikikami). They looked to each other then pushed away from each other.
"Damn! Does NO ONE realize that I'm still here and SINGLE!" I shouted. There was a loud thump against the adjoining door like a boot against the wood.
"Hey keep it down over there!" Dean's voice was muffled by the wood but sounded husky.
"I don't even want to know what the HEll's going on in there!" I shouted, back. "Get your asses dressed we gotta fight on our hand!" I said, stringing my bow, making sure my quiver was full, my arrows sharp. I strapped my dagger, swords, and various other weapons to me ready for battle. I stuck my two shield/weapon fans in my jacket sleeves. I turned and saw all four angry faces glaring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"You woke us up," Jess snarled, loading her gun.
"Please the only ones of us who may have been asleep was Mindy and Sam. Plus I thought you might actually like to LIVE to continue whatever the hell you guys were doing," I said, sending out my energy to tell me where the Demon Hunters were. Three miles and closing.
I closed my trunk and called my familiars to me.
"Jess, Mindy, call Charlie and Hephestus. We will need all the help we can get," I said. I felt the adrinaline pumping into my bloodstream. That could both be good and bad.
When my body is pumping with adrinaline I am an excelent warrior...but I get REALLY sarcastic. I mean REALLY REALLY sarcastic.
"Hey loverboys, how good are you with bows and arrows?"
"Curve, compound, or crossbow?" Sam asked.
"Do I LOOK like I have anything but curve?" I demanded dipping my arrows in the sparrows blood and tying their stomachs full of honey clover and ivey to the shaft of the arrows. I filled the two quivers and tossed them to the brothers. "Your guns will work too but be prepared with everything."
Jess was riffling through her bag looking for a good type of bullet.
"Use the Holy Bullets I made you last Easter," I said. Mindy was flipping though her songbooks, her flute clutched despratly in her fist.
"Hyms. Play hyms. We are fighting one of the most unholy creatures ever...where the hell is Castiel? Damn angel scared of a fight?" I asked.
"No," came a calm voice from behind me making me jump and turn, punching him in the nose. I surpressed a pompous grin and yelled instead.
"DON'T DO THAT I'M HARD-WIRED TO FIGHT RIGHT NOW!" I screamed. The angel, clutching his broken nose and fighting tears in his eyes, straightened up.
"They are on their way," he said. When he didn't say anymore I inquired, "How many...?"
"Thirty-six right now."
"HELL!" I barked, kicking the solid wrought iron bed post. My toe started throbbing in pain. I ignored it and started storming about trying to find my armor. I could hear Melinda and Jessica doing the same. I found the chain mail/leather skirt and Celtic designed breastplate. I found my chain mail shirt, my arm and elbow gaurds and knee and shin gaurds. I dressed and regained my search.
"Where is my kransen?" I demanded (A/N: kransen: a headband signaling a woman is unwed). That thing had Nordic runes tooled in it that protected my entire head and neck.
"Here," Jessica threw the leather headband to me. I snapped it on without hesitation.
"Ready?" I asked, turning to them. They stood in their "armor" (I'm like the only one who has any of any decent quality because of Mom's side of the family and I inherited/collected it)
"Ready as we'll ever be," Dean muttered.
Astral lead them to a deserted clearing. I ordered, making my way outside. True Speed, my Quarter Horse, tore through the parking lot, hooves sparking on the pavement.
"Follow me!" I shouted, leaping agily on his back without him slowing. I leaned over the horses neck as he cut through the woods and bush for several miles. We slid to a stop on the edge of an open field. Jess and Dean landed on Charlie and Mindy and Sam aboard Hephestus. I looked out onto the field and saw Astral touch down.
They come, milady Astral said. I sensed their auras before I saw them. True Speed's flanks were heaving and sweat flecked his coat but I sensed everyone's anxiousness for the battle to ensue.
DUH-DUH-DUUUUUUUHHH... hey we may be dead who knows...besides me... muahahahahaha
