What the fuck?
I knock the guy out who I was playing with as I fight the urge to shift and use my wings to launch myself out of the way of the majority of the fight, so I can properly see if I saw what I think I just did.
I can’t do that though.
Not only because there’s actually quite a lot of the fight going on up there, Joey is up there kicking ass and so is Griff, but also because of the Reaper Council blah blah blah.
I’m so fucking sick of it.
If I’m being completely honest with myself, then I would admit that if it weren’t for the fact that we have so much going on at the moment, and a trip to the Reaper Council will not be a short one, then I would have just said fuck it and started using my magic at full strength.
My attention turns back to Ransom as I track his movements. He’s currently fighting a big, burly mother fucker, if he isn’t a bear shifter, I would be incredibly surprised, but my interest isn’t on him at all, nope, it’s on my friend.
Sure enough, just as the bear shifter launches himself to attack Ransom, he disappears and appears behind him, a feral smile on his face, his eyes glowing a bright blood red, as he takes off the shifter's head and thendisappears again. My eyes scan the room, trying to find him, and when I finally do, my eyebrows hit my hairline. He’s managed to appear high up in the corner of the room. I watch him launch himself at the guy who was about to take Joey out, take the fucker down, and then disappear again before the body hits the floor.
Again. What the fuck?
Ransom shouldn’t be able to do any of that, and his eyes have never turned the blood red that they just did.
He has always struggled with the more violent side of his magic, but this seems even more than that. I don’t know why though, and my curiosity is more than piqued, so I can’t help but carry on watching him closely despite the situation I’m in, I can do two things at once.
Case in point, the head of someone who tried to take mine hits the floor with a splat as my eyes scan the battle in front of me for where Ransom has got to.
He’s a fucking machine as he moves throughout the room. Calculated and precise. He stays and fights until he gets bored, then secures them or kills them and disappears again.
I lose track of him for a moment and then spin around as I hear a thump behind me.
“Are you okay?” Ransom asks me, “It’s not like you to not notice someone coming up behind you.”
“I was watching you,” I tell him honestly. “How the fuck are you travelling like that?”
Ransom grins, his red eyes lit with excitement as he answers me, “Through the shadows.”
Without explaining anything else because he’s a dick and he knows it’s going to drive me mad, he steps backward into a small puddle of shadows, and my eyes widen with disbelief as he disappears.
Unfortunately, I don’t have time to track him. I really shouldn’t have been tracking him anyway, and I’m damn lucky that Ransom was paying attention to me because whatever that fucker was going to do to me was most likely going to hurt. A lot.
Refocusing, I move through those who are left, securing those that I can and taking out those who don’t comply. Finally, the last supernatural falls, and my eyes scan the room looking for my family.
“Is everyone good?” I ask through the comms on the line that is only for us. As always, my family is always my first priority.
“I’m good, that was fun,” Neith’s voice comes through, and my eyes instantly find her as I start to make my way over to where she is.
I’m not the only one.
All of us are making our way to her, and I’m relieved to see that we’re all okay, a little bruised, and some of us have a couple of superficial wounds, but nothing worrying and nothing that Doc will even have to worry about healing.
Thank fuck.
I love what we do, but I hate that it could mean harm coming to one of us.
Once we’re all gathered together again, I open my mouth to double-check that everyone is as okay as they look when Griff’s eyes turn black, and he bows his head to stop anyone else from seeing.
We crowd closer to ensure that he has the privacy he needs and that no one else sees what’s happening.
Fortunately, the vision only lasts for a few seconds.
When his eyes clear, the shock in them is evident though, and he stares at Van.
