“What news have you brought me? Hopefully something good.”
Not receiving an immediate answer, he turned to see why the Ogre was remaining quiet. “What is it?”
“Someone reported a fight between two beings in a dilapidated part of the city.” He held up a few pictures, his redeyes grim. “Luckily, the automatic shields prevented humans from seeing it, still the magic was so strong that it nearly tore a hole in them.”
Moving away from his desk, he approached Raijin. “Does it relate to our current case?”
“Yes, the magic signature matched.” Raijin said, Tiller took the pictures from his hand. As he looked through them he could see three figures, but the pictures were blurry. “That’s all we could get from the cameras in the area.”
Tiller tossed them on the table. “Well, these are barely clear. We need to figure out what these people are after. Especially before these attacks become a serious problem.”
“Are you sure it’s not already a problem?” Raijin asked. “So far they’ve not entered the Veil, but something tells me it’s only a matter of time.” He pointed at the pictures. “They are clearly strong. Hell, I’m sure they’re stronger than the damn Unseelie. Something tells me we’re about to get involved with something dangerous.”
Tiller scoffed, “What do you think they are? Gods.”
Raijin didn’t join him in his humor. “All I know is that every person who’s managed to get away alive from their attack has said the same thing. They’ve mentioned cleansing the world. Now I don’t know about you, but any being who’s said that has always landed either in the bowels or succeeding somewhat in their plan.”
Tiller side-eyed him. “This is my first time seeing you nervous Ogre.”
Raijin lifted his chin, his red eyes narrowing. “I am not stupid enough to ignore my intuition, and it’s saying these Beings aren’t up to any good. They need to be annihilated as soon as possible.”
“Indeed.” Tiller turned away from him, looking at his large map covered with pictures and pieces of news articles, along with a few handwritten notes. “Well, it would seem we are ofthe same mind. If my suspicions are correct, we are indeed in danger.”
Raijin frowned, “You know who this might be?”
Tiller didn’t answer right away, instead he asked a question. “What if there was another group out there that’s far scarier than the Unseelie or the Elves? We know of other realms and higher beings, but what if there were those who existed before the great flood, and they’ve been here hiding?” He glanced over his shoulder. “Let’s just hope they aren’t who we’re dealing with.”
Raijin frowned, there was someone out there stronger than Unseelie and Tiller knew of them. “I think you better start explaining.”’
Tiller chuckled, “I can and after I explain, we should prepare for the worst for now let the shadows investigate first. Our best bet is they leave without running into our own people.”
“Okay, I’ll send the shadows, I’ll also send some of our men to look around and see if they can find anything on these guests. When I’m done, I’ll come back for that explanation.”
“They’re called Surrem.” Tiller said, causing Raijin to stop short. “That’s where they should start.” Taking this in, Raijin gave a short nod before he left the office.
Leaving Tiller to sighed as he wondered aloud to no one. “Alek, what are you doing? Weren’t you supposed to be killing them?”
He groaned, rubbing a frustrated hand down the side of his face.
Memories
DREAM
LANIAS
“Grandma, why doesn’t momma like me?”
A young Lanias asked while she sat in the window watching her little sister be taken to the car for a movie. Her mother always took Sabina places, but she never got to go. She turned and looked at her grandmother Bea. “Is it because we have different dads?”
“Now what kind of nonsense are you spouting?” Her grandmother demanded from where she was sorting herbs she’dpicked up from the garden. “Why don’t you come over here and help your grandma get these herbs straight, hmm?”
Reluctantly, Lanias moved from the chair and made her way to her grandmother’s side. “It’s not nonsense grandma,” she said settling next to her grandmother and picking up what she recognized to be rosemary. “I wanted to go see the movie to, but momma told Uncle that she wasn’t dragging me along. That wasn’t what she was getting paid for,” Lanias frowned, “Is daddy paying her to keep me?”
Lanias felt a soft hand land in her hair. “Don’t you pay attention to none of that. Your mother has always been a special kind of person, don’t let her words hurt you. And if it’s a movie you want to see, I’ll take you.”
“Really?” Lanias looked up, her eyes sparkling. “You’ll take me?”
Her grandma smiled, leaning down brushing her lips across her forehead. “My little miracle, I sure will. Now, don’t tell your mom or uncle about it. They’ll likely ruin it.”
