Heaven's Fury: A Paranormal High School Bully Romance (Pandorax Academy Book 2)
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“The girls were looking for you for revenge and found me instead,” Sibyl pants out. “We were fighting, and I was winning… but then these things came out of nowhere. I think it’s Pandorax’s enemies taking advantage to storm us during Bacchadelia.”
There’s no time to talk anymore after that. Dozens more of the creatures appear out of the shadows, and I drop to the ground to stand back to back with Sybil. Things would have gone a lot better if she had both eyes, but since she doesn’t, we try our best to hold the creatures back.
I hear Bane and Knox start fighting somewhere close by, and some of the creatures surrounding us change directions to pursue them instead. We’re just managing to drive the remainder back when Sybil let’s out a shriek of pain and slams against my back.
I whip around and see that her tail is shot through by a spear, and that dark blood is pouring down it into the grass. “Sybil!”
I expect to see the protective yellow magic flow over her, but nothing happens. “Why isn’t the magic working?”
“I think the Dome is completely down now,” Sybil pants. “And the girls never challenged me formally, so the protection spell hasn’t activated.”
Such a catastrophe! Glancing around the clearing, I see that all the girls have only a hand or a leg turned to stone, and realize that Sybil had been holding back her powers as best she could so as not to hurt them too badly.
The stupidity and unfairness of it all flashes through my mind. How dare these bitches take out their petty grievances against me on my friend! I feel dismay and fury at the thought that Sybil has been made to suffer in my place, and the fact that it had all happened because Pandora had done nothing to make them stop. And now, because those girls had done their best to cripple her, we were all going to end up dying from these strange creatures’ attack.
Fury floods through me like a cresting wave, giving air to my wings. Instinctively, I beat them down hard, putting pressure on the creatures surrounding us. They leave Sibyl alone and shift their focus on me, throwing their blades and spears in an attempt to injure me or cut my wings as I rise high up into the air. But somehow, I’m full of energy now, and my wings beat so hard, it blows all their weapons away.
When I lift my hands in front of me, power crackles between my fingers like electricity, before spreading out in beams that form a halo around me. I’m not sure what the light is, but I do know that it’s powerful.
As the force builds to a crescendo, I throw my head back and release it, sending white light arcing through the air. It speeds into the nearest creature, stabbing it through the chest, then leaps to the next one and the next and the next, until all of them fall around me like dominoes. The smell of ozone and burned skin stings my nose as I begin to descend back to the ground.
When I alight back on the grass beside her, Sybil is close to unconscious. “Hang on,” I tell her, picking up a blade to slice through the skin on my palm. I smear it on my forehead and whisper, “I challenge you, Sybil Deloria.”
A second later, the yellow preservation spell starts to creep over her.
“That was some bad ass magic,” Sybil says, smiling just before the magic freezes her. “I like it.”
“Yeah well,” I stand and search the shadows for more enemies, creatures and students alike. “You haven’t seen nothing yet.”
Then, with a grim smile on my face and power licking the tips of my fingers, I stride through the trees towards where the Horsemen are.
Epilogue
The light spears the sky like a beam straight from heaven, catching the old woman’s eyes as she rides the boy beneath her to their mutual release. The werewolf gasps and jerks as he comes, spilling himself into her, while she sighs in relief, enveloped by a familiar burst of energy that she’s denied herself for way too long.
By the time the burst of light fades, the hair that’s drooping from her bun is no longer limp and white, but lush, and shiny, as vibrant red as a forest fire. Her lips are plump and smooth, and her eyes glitter a vibrant green, even in the dim candle light of the cave.
“Oh, Heaven,” she whispers softly, as she gazes off into the direction of the fading light. “Why can’t you stay out of trouble?”
“H-heaven?”
The boy under her moans as he reaches for her newly smooth cheeks with trembling fingers. His feverish eyes blink slowly, and his cheeks are pale and sunken.
“Hush now,” the lady tells him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Sleep and dream of sweet nothings.”
As she lifts herself off of him, the yellow magic that she’d held at bay creeps over him again, the glyphs flickering into a new diagnosis from the one before.
The woman sighs and starts to dress herself, all the while keeping an eye on the patch of forest where the light had come from.
“Don’t worry, dear,” she says with a last brush down her skirt that knocks all the dust and dirt off of it. “Mommy’s coming.”
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