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The cell was deep underground but completely enclosed in metal. Evony's escort had been less than gentle with Lauren as she was transported. As they tossed her into the small metal box, she was barely conscious. Lauren's body slammed to the hard floor and the chill of the metal felt good on her bruised flesh. If Lauren had not pulled in some energy before she left she might have been close to death. Kenzi's cure all and the earth's energy pulse had given her body some protection. Lauren winced as the door slammed shut with a deafening clang, she rolled over and groaned.
"Oh Dr. Lewis you do disappoint," clucked Evony through the barred window opening in the door. "I have been watching that pompous ass, the Wanderer, for years. I was beginning to think you were just going to let your girlfriend rot away as that man used her. It took you two years to ride in to the rescue. That's cold even by my standards," the woman chuckled softly. "Anyway I just had to sit and watch that buffoon Vex acting like the Morrigan, but I knew that Bo being brought to the celebration was just too much for you to…."
The woman's voice was grating and Lauren was tired of listening to it. Mustering her energy she shifted and slammed into the door with such speed and force that Evony let out a shriek and flailed backwards knocking down the three men that had carried Lauren in. Lauren watched as the bitch floundered around and then landed flat on her haute coutured ass. Lauren let out a low growl of satisfaction and then moved to the far end of the cell.
"Get me up!" the former Morrigan demanded in a shrill angry voice. Somehow Evony got herself up right and then looked through the window again. Lauren huffed at the woman's disheveled hair and startled look. "You vile thing," Evony hissed. "Think that was funny? Well enjoy the little things mutant. You will be going to trial and then you will be found guilty and killed, but until that time you're mine to play with as I wish. It is going to be a long painful time for you." Lauren snarled viciously and the woman at the window jumped back in spite of herself. "Close it up," Evony yelled and the window slammed shut. Lauren's world fell into darkness.
"Crap, Crap Crap," Kenzi whispered harshly as she walked in tight circles around the living room of the shack. Hale was sitting on the couch watching the girl virtually fly around the room. They had helped Bo into the house, just in time for her to collapse. The plan to get Bo away from her father had been successful as far as Kenzi and Hale had known. It was only later they got hit head on with the events that had transpired after they left.
When Bo came charging out of the club, Hale had hit her with a siren attack just strong enough to disorient her. They pulled Bo into the truck and made it to the shack with no problems. It wasn't for another hour or so when they heard Lauren and Dyson fighting in front of the house, that they had any clue something had gone wrong. Then there was a gunshot and all the chaos that followed. Lauren working to saved Dyson after he had tried to kill her. Bo in her weakened condition stepped in and pushed chi into Dyson that she just didn't have to offer. Hale and Kenzi had used their skills to help where they could. It was surprising that it was only Bo that fainted as soon they got back in the house.
On Kenzi's hundredth lap, Hale reached out and grabbed his friend. "You are going to make me throw up watching you walk like that." He pulled the girl to sit next to him. "Trick is going to call soon."
"Hale, what are we going to do?" Kenzi's eyes were wide, "I know you saw the cars outside. Only about half of them drove off when Trick and the fae senior citizens left. Do you really think they are going to stop coming after Bo? If her creep of a father wanted her to gain favor with the dark fae elders, what is to stop others from coming after her. Not to mention, Bo is going to be starving when she wakes up. She hasn't fed fully for two years. We are both going to be succusnacks if she can't control herself. We need Lauren back. Hale she is the one we need."
There was the sound of car doors slamming outside the house. Hale jumped up and ran to the window and looked outside. "Crap, Crap, Crap," said Hale as he spun from the window and started pacing. He had watched as car doors opened and unfriendly looking fae began unloading from their vehicles. A large group was now gathering out in front of the shack. Kenzi pushed the siren out of the way attempting to look outside. "Kenzi what are you doing girl?" asked the siren in dismay
The druid pulled away from the window, "Hale you just aged ten years. I had to see what the problem was." said Kenzi looking slightly older herself.
"Do you feel better?" Hale asked and got his answer when Kenzi shot him a withering look. Hale snapped his fingers. "Will the spell that caught me on fire help?"
Kenzi slapped her head, "I'm a freaking druid. What am I doing standing around?" She ran to the kitchen. She rubbed her hands together, "Come on, baby needs a spell to save her well-shaped ass." She held her hands out and focused. Hale snorted but then blinked as Kenzi started smiling and grabbing jars and containers from everywhere. The now incredibly forced woman yelled, "Hale find any bottles and plastic bags you can. We are going to need a bunch of them." Hale turned to begin the search, Kenzi yelled again, "Hey string or yarn too" as she grabbed for a large spoon.
The siren went on a supply hunt while the druid worked her magic. Kenzi was almost a blur in the kitchen as she threw together three different mixtures. Hale brought what he could find. There was not really a lot around the shack. Hale was going to make a crack about the lack of alcohol bottles since Kenzi had not been around but thought better of it.
"Fill each contain with four heaping tablespoons." She tossed him a spoon. "Then fill the containers holding the white and yellow powers up with water from the sink. No need to stir it. Leave the black one dry." He went to scoop up a portion. "Hale," Kenzi said as if having an afterthought, "Don't mix the different powders. They will explode if they touch." The metal spoon stopped right before it hit the first mixture. He looked from the bowls to Kenzi and back again. Thinking of his poor clothes and hat, Hale started to take his job much more seriously. Kenzi fought to hide her smile and not to laugh.
As the team worked to prepare their defenses, they would pause to check on the groups outside. The mob had grown and that had bought them time. The various groups of invaders had turned on each other and were fighting over the right to storm the house and grab the helpless succubus. None of them seemed to be worried about anyone else in the shack. That meant Kenzi and Hale were expendable. As the pair prepared for battle, they had to wonder if it was Evony or the Wanderer behind all this. It didn't really matter as no one was going to get near Bo on their watch.
Hale also kept checking his phone. Trick had not been in touch and that was concerning. Hale, being the former Ash, knew delays meant trouble. There had to be problems helping Lauren. Hale would never say anything, but he figured that it was a lost cause when it came to the doctor. He had seen the fear and how easily the fae were swayed at his coronation when it came to a human threat. The doctor would need a miracle to get out of this mess.
BOOM, a blast rocked the shack, and Kenzi and Hale raced to the windows in time to see three men standing outside the house. Each had their hands in front of their bodies, wrist to wrist and open palms, classic magic fae stance. They had to be warlocks. Glowing spheres formed in front of each set of hands and then they fired the orbs at the house. BOOM! the blast rang out. The glowing residue of the attack hit the side of the house but slid off like oil. Kenzi's ward was doing its part to protect the home.
"Damn girl, you do have skills." said Hale in surprise.
Kenzi was happy then looked worried, "The spell only will work if it remains energized and the ward is solar driven. The power source would normally have enough absorbed energy to last till dawn. Then the sun comes back out and the spell renews, making everything good to go. How long till dawn?" Looking at his watch, Hale sighed and held up two fingers. Kenzi frowned, "Two hours is going to be a stretch, one or two people set it off fine, but it wasn't built for fireball attacks."
BOOM! the attack hit again, "Shitballs, we have to slow them down. Grab the bottles and bags. We have to fight back." The pair moved up the stairs. There was a small flat part of the roof that Kenzi and Bo used as a little deck area. Making sure not to draw any early attention, they crawled on to the space. Hale saw Kenzi had grabbed what looked like a handful of rubber tubing when she joined him.
"Exercise cords, bunch fell off a truck and my cousin grabbed me couple dozen." Kenzi smiled and looped the ends around two sturdy pieces of wood. They fit perfectly and Hale knew this was not the first time they had been used on the roof. Moving Hale back, Kenzi held her hand out for a bottle. Hale handed one to Kenzi and she positioned it in the middle of the cords. "Use your whistle to heat the string." Hale raised an eyebrow. "Do it Hale." growled Kenzi. The siren hit the string and soon the string was smoking.
"Wouldn't a lighter be easier?" Hale asked. "I can heat the string up but not to the point of fire."
"A lighter would be easier but the flash of light would give away our position." Kenzi mused as she leaned back, stretching out the cords with the bottle. "We don't need fire just a little heat to get the reaction started. Watch." She let the bottle go and the cording acted like a huge sling shot. The bottle flew off the roof towards the three magicians. About half way through its flight the heat from the string tipped off some type of reaction and the bottle started to glow bright white.
Hale and Kenzi scurried to the edge of the deck and watched as the bottle smashed into the ground not five feet in front of the warlock trio. The liquid and broken glass showered out with the impact. The men were soon engulfed in sparks. Bright white sparks were snapping brilliantly in the darkness, like socks on carpet building up a static charge and then discharging with a bright snap. The difference was that amount of tiny bright snaps was enormous. This was sparks on a megascale. The men were howling in pain. The more they tried to brush it off the more the sparks flared. They were hopping around and the others around them were laughing at their discomfort. Hale tipped his imaginary hat to the druid.
Kenzi smiled, "Spark trap, not going to kill them but they won't be able to focus to shoot their hexy fireballs for a while." Hale nodded in agreement as he watched one of the warlocks go still and then try to move again setting off a lovely ripple of little snapping sparks that had to sting like hell.
There was a pause in the barrage of hexes as the members of the mob seemed to consider their options. Kenzi and Hale held their fire. It was getting to the point where they thought that the group might go away, but no such luck. This time the whole group spread out. It was the worst case scenario. Not waiting for the crowd to get more organized. Kenzi held her hand out for another object to shoot. Hale grabbed a bag this time. There was no string. Kenzi smiled and positioned the bag. Leaning back she fired.
The bag flew farther and landed with a heavy splat in a group of witches who were hanging out in the back. The liquid splattered in all directions. Hale watched as yellow foam began to flow from every droplet of the liquid. The foam then morphed into runny slime, pooling at the feet of the victim. The women wiped the greasy mess away from their body and shook their shoes in attempts to rid themselves of the gunk. The more they flipped and flung the offending material the worse the trap became. New area struck by the liquid flare resulting in more foam and more slime. "Let me guess, slime trap?" said Hale and Kenzi grinned. The watched as whole areas were covered in slime and people were sliding and falling. Again not deadly but totally annoying. The slime was so thick in areas it was running over the ground and into groups of other fae. The minute it touched someone new, bam, more foam and slime.
Sudden movement caught the twosome's attention as a group split from the larger mass and began running at the house in rapid attack. Quickly grabbing a bottle with grey black powder, Kenzi pulled the cords back hard and let it fly. The bottle smashed to the ground and the glass and powder flew through the air. The powder sprouted into threads and then the threads into webbing. This was a jumbo amount of the web spell she and Bruce had used to trap the sprites right before Lauren had rescued her. This time instead of a web to hold tiny delicate beings, this was industrial strength. There was a lump in her throat as she watched the black fibers incased four human size fae, the more they struggled the worse it got.
There was a roar of anger and all of the intruders rushed the house at once. The battle was on and Kenzi and Hale fired and toss bottles and bags into the horde in response. The duet worked like a well-oiled machine and did a great deal of damage. Problem was that the enemy just kept coming.
More and more fae flocked to the area. "Did some asshole tweet about this or what?" yelled Kenzi sending a foam trap into a set of new arrivals. Hale didn't have time to answer as he tossed a bag of the web powder behind the house catching a group of redcaps unaware. Hale had to laugh as they struggled so hard they ended up cocooned in the stick mess. Kenzi and Hale reached down to grab the next bottle and found they were holding the same trap. "Last one," said Kenzi. Hale let it go allowing the druid to shoot it into the largest group she could see. They had no choice but to retreat into the house. It did not take long for the mob outside to realize they were no longer being shelled from above. The assault on the house accelerated and it was only a matter of time before the protection ward caved. Kenzi checked on Bo but she was still passed out cold. They shut her back in her room and barricaded the stairs.
"This is bad," said Kenzi, her voice almost a squeak with the stress of the situation. BOOM! the side of the house rattled. Hale was on the phone calling everyone he knew but no one would pick up, even his family. He slammed the phone on the sofa. Then picked it up and tossed it to Kenzi, who held it up, "Who am I going to call for help with an invading fae army?" She said now pissed instead of stressed. Her hand flared with a soft burn and numbers appeared on her palm.
"FRICKEN YES!" she yelled and then quieted herself. "Yes!" she hissed excitedly as she looked at her hand understanding dawning. Hale eyes went wide as he saw Kenzi's hand glowing with the series of numbers and watched as she hit the buttons of the phone frantically.
"Hello child, I think you need my help. Tell me what went wrong?" Hilde's voice crackled. The hag did not sound happy.
Kenzi almost burst into tears at the woman's voice. "Just about everything." said Kenzi in a small voice that comes with the relief of talking to someone you truly feel is powerful enough to make everything better.
"Bah, I doubt that." chuckled the hag. Before the druid could answer there was the roar of engines outside the shack. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, sounded loud and clear, there was now dust falling from the ceiling. A horrible cracking splintering sound split the air.
"Kenzi, we have problems!" yelled Hale. He had been looking out the window at four black SUV's that had pulled up close. Two men jumped out and launched long chains through the walls. There were spring loaded grappling hooks on the ends and the claws popped open to grip the structure like evil fingers. The metal was glowing hot with the interaction with Kenzi's ward but it would not melt before the damage was done. The ward was failing. Hale started whistling attacks at the tires of the SUV's but as soon as he deflated one tire the magic of the enemy would fix the damage. In short order the front of the house would be ripped away.
"Child, go and place your hand with the glowing numbers on the wall. Do it quickly." Hilde said with a snap to her voice. Kenzi stood and ran to one of the only complete walls in the shack. There was a roaring of engines. Kenzi felt the shaking of the walls as her hand touched the wooden structure.
"I think it's too late." whispered Kenzi to herself as she placed her hand on the wall.
Light radiated out of Kenzi's hand and the numbers from her palm sprang to life and crawled from her skin to the wall. With wide eyes Kenzi watched as the individual characters straightened themselves out, growing and connecting into a large rectangle etched in glowing white. "You should step back now." said Hilde with a gentle but firm tone. She had heard how scared the little druid was and knew the girl needed a push to keep her moving. Kenzi stepped backwards as there was a humming sound and then she watched as the zero reformed and then inched its way to the side and half was down the shape. There was the sound reminiscent of a soda can being opened and then the lines flashed brightly and faded to black. The round shape left by the zero began spinning.
Hale said, "What the hell?" as he watched the area on the wall swing open as if a door had always existed in that spot. His mouth fell open as a hag and an ogre walked through the opening and entered the house.
"Hello child," said Hilde who gently patted Kenzi's cheek, "Excuse me while I take care of some business." She smiled that toothy smile. She winked at Hale who was still speechless but was mindful enough to step back as Hilde walked to the front door. Hale raised a hand in warning but she shook her finger at him and flashed red eyes. The man's eyebrows almost shot off his head with the wave of power he was hit with.
Kenzi started to walk to the door with the idea of moving outside to help Hilde, but Bruce got to the opening first. He shook his head and pulled the door shut with a smile at the hag who was starting to chuckle and was rubbing her hands together. Bruce moved to the couch and patted the cushions beside him. "This really shouldn't take very long. Have a seat okay." the big ogre was smiling as he spoke. Seeing that Kenzi did not look less worried, he continued, "Hilde would feel terrible if you got hurt by accident."
Hilde had opened the door to a cacophony of sound. She stood on the step for a moment and waited till the door shut behind her. The motors of the SUV's were being gunned again. Fae were screaming and yelling as they fired hexes and various power assaults at the old building. The shack gave a groan like it was about to collapse. Hilde patted the nearest post as if letting the structure know that it would be okay.
She moved to the edge of the steps, allowing herself to be seen for the first time. In a thundering voice yelled, "ENOUGH!" and the world went silent. Every mechanical device failed and went quiet. A pulse of energy rocked the fae using their powers off balance enough to disrupt their attacks. She flashed red eyes bright enough to catch the attention of the invaders. Walking to the chains attached to the house she tapped the metal causing them to blow apart link by link. She turned and growled a challenge at the mob then held out a hand and motioned for them to bring it on.
The men in the SUV's reacted first, jumping to the side and shooting hexes directly into the hag's body. She reached out and grabbed the glowing orbs from the air and smashed them into a single shape. Tossing the orb into the air, she pulsed it with a bit of her own power causing the size to triple. "I think you should run" she said in a quiet voice but it echoed in the ears of all the fae gathered near the shack. There were gasps and screams, the invaders were in shock, this was nothing like they had ever felt before. "Do you doubt me?" She pulled her arm back and threw the glowing mass at the nearest SUV. The vehicle erupted in a violent explosion.
As if energized by the size of the eruption, the attacking fae did one of two things. They either ran at the hag or fled for their lives. Running away was definitely the better choice. Seeing the challengers rush at her, Hilde jumped to the plant her feet firmly on the ground. She dropped to one knee then slammed her fist into the ground. It rolled with her power, the ground rose and fell like water away from her position. Fae men and women were tossed into the air; vehicles were flipped on their sides in the earthquake's wake.
Hilde started walking out into the lot. Never attacking first, she waited and gathered the hexes and power attacks launched at her. Collecting them like they were toys being offered for her to play with, she gathered them together and shot them back where they came from releasing their power back on their creators with a vengeance. Twice she was shot at but the bullets melted before they could get anywhere close to the hag. The use of guns only served to piss off the older woman and she moved with such speed towards the shooters they had no chance for escape. Grabbing the guns and twisting the metal into useless shapes she then superheated the steel with her touch and pressed the molten mass into the chest of the user branding them forever for their stupidity.
Hilde could not help but laugh at the slime, webbing and sparks she was seeing amongst the attackers, the little druid had done well. She swung her arm in an "S" shape and gathered the remains of the trap spells littering the ground. The hag reenergized the mixtures pulsing them with a bit of her power to give an extra kick. Strains of the spells swam in the air before her. Planting a foot and holding her arms out wide, Hilde spun around quickly; the renewed traps flew in the air then showered down over anyone standing nearby. She giggled at the howls of pain and disgust of the newest victims of Kenzi's attacks as they snapped, oozed or simply fell over in sticky bondage.
The whole mob was now on the run. Some fae invaders pulling friends across the ground in retreat. Others leaving the trap stricken to their fate as they ran for cover. Hilde gathered herself and then slammed her fist into the ground one last time. The wave like motion of the earth pitched any one not fast enough for a final violent tumble. She stood in the darkness and watched the tail lights of the retreating cars and the last of the mob drag themselves away. As silence fell, the hag heard the door behind her open and knew Bruce had held Kenzi back as long as he could. Hilde smiled feeling the young one running towards her. The hag stiffened as she also saw a set of car headlights approaching the shack.
Leaving Kenzi to her back she faced the car that pulled to a stop a few yards away from her. She raised an eyebrow as Dyson threw open the back door and then gingerly got out of the back seat. The wolf stood to the side and allowed Trick to exit. The Ash of the Light took two steps towards the hag then his eyes went wide with shock. The gathered group watched in confusion as Trick dropped to a knee in a show of deep respect. "My Lady," he said in a whisper. Hilde let out a quiet, "Humph," and turned back to the shack.