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Return of the Dragonborn Series: A prequel short story

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by N. M. Howell


  Jane looked as if she would protest, but the gravity of the situation kept her quiet. Without a word to Eric, she turned and ran, disappearing in an instant. Now out of the reach of Taline’s restrictive charms, he need not run. With a mere thought, he found himself at home. Andie was crying on the sofa, and the searchers were beating on the door.

  “Searchers! Open this door!”

  “Daddy!” Andie cried. “They won’t go away!”

  Eric dropped to his knees and hugged her close, relieved beyond words. Even as the searchers beat at the door and threaten them, he took a moment to convince himself that Andie was safe.

  “It’s okay, baby. I’m here now. And mommy’s close. Just stay here and let me take care of this. Remember what we talked about? About how your magic is special, so special you can’t tell anyone other than mommy and daddy, right?”

  “Right,” she managed through her tears.

  “Good. So try as hard as you can to control it, okay?”

  “But what about my eyes?”

  “Hey, we change them every day for school, right? So let’s do that now. Come here, and I’ll do the spell.”

  But just as Eric raised his hands and began the incantation, the front door came crashing down, and the entire front of the house from the kitchen to the master bedroom, too. Instinctively, Eric covered Andie to protect her. When the dust finally settled, his first thought was to hide her eyes, but it was too late. The searchers flooded the room and, riled by having been ignored and made to wait, kicked Eric in the face. Everyone knew: there was no quicker way to piss off a searcher than to not indulge their fantasies of superiority. Eric was face down, bleeding, and before he looked up, he could already hear the sharp metallic clicks of the guns being primed. He lifted his head to look at Andie, whose eyes were completely hidden by tears. And now he was scared.

  “Her eyes!” yelled a searcher. “We’ve got one! Everybody on her, now!”

  And as if with a single mind, they all pointed their guns at the six-year-old girl who was too young even to know what she was being killed for.

  But Eric wasn’t done yet. The speed charm was still active. In the blink of an eye, he was on his feet, and twenty guns glowed brightly as their target changed. But they’d destroyed his home and threatened his daughter. The first spell hit the searcher before anyone even knew Eric had moved and the next one broke every bone in another searcher’s body. Eric shouted an incantation that caused three searchers to burst into flames. Eric moved, quicker than they could follow and pulled the winds with him. A searcher was snatched from his feet and blown through the steel and concrete of the living room wall. He turned and found himself facing the dark barrel of a searcher’s gun. He’d made a mistake. But before the gun fired, the searcher was lifted off his feet and slammed into the floor, the wall, the island counter and finally tossed out into the yard, lifeless. Eric looked toward where the door used to be. Jane.

  Of course, she couldn’t leave him.

  Like a furious whirl of nature and might, husband and wife demolished the searchers with an incredible rage. They had never been violent people or relished the thought of taking lives, but every man in the house had seen Andie’s eyes. They couldn’t be allowed to report back to the university. In no time at all, the searchers all lay defeated, and Eric held his family in his arms.

  “We have to go, now,” he said. “More will have heard the fight and be coming this way.”

  “Come on, baby,” Jane said, picking Andie up. “It’s not safe here anymore.”

  Without another thought for their home or the life they were leaving behind, Eric and Jane stepped outside and huddled close. Eric closed his eyes to transport them out, but just as their bodies attempted to make the jump, a hot, searing pain burned across them in diamond lights.

  Matrices.

  As he crumpled to the ground, Eric wondered how he could have been so stupid. Matrices were an invisible defense against those trying to teleport out of a protected zone; you could teleport in, but never out. The pain was completely debilitating, and Eric could do no more than lie there and watch wave after wave of searchers close in on them. He couldn’t see Jane, but he could see Andie. Unconscious and so beautiful and calm she could be sleeping.

  “Trying to escape?” a searcher mocked.

  The man walked up to Eric and stomped on his face. More kicks followed, and Eric could hear them beating on Jane as well.

  “So which one of you is it?” the same searcher asked. “I forget, you can’t speak until the pain wears off and that could be hours. Well, there’s one sure way to test you.”

  The searcher took off his helmet to reveal a young, handsome face. The man, whose only slightly too old to be called a boy, would have looked wholly innocent if it wasn’t for the disfiguration covering almost the entire right side of his face. It looked as if the skin was ripped away, leaving a clear view to the teeth and muscle beneath. It was a face that couldn’t be forgotten. The man looked at Eric’s eyes, satisfied himself, and moved on. He checked Jane next.

  “Well, what do you know?”

  Eric’s heart broke. Jane had been keeping her true eye color hidden for years, but the matrices weakened her too much. He heard them dragging her away. He wanted to scream, to cry, but he couldn’t. The searcher moved from Jane to Andie, and Eric knew it was his last chance to save her. Reaching further into himself and his magic than ever before, he managed to raise his hand as the searcher raised Andie’s head. Eric stretched his fingers, and the Searcher opened Andie’s eyes. An eternity passes. Then the searcher smiled.

  “Look at this,” he said, with a sickening grin. “You get to keep the little girl.”

  And as relief washed over him, followed swiftly by the terror and sorrow of Jane’s discovery, Eric closed his eyes.

  * * *

  Andie opened her eyes. She was confused, terrified, in pain. She looked over and saw her father in the grass. He wasn’t moving. The matrix caught mostly her parents and only grazed her, leaving her virtually unharmed. Someone called her name and made her jerk to attention in the other direction. Her mother. There were tears in Jane’s eyes as she was dragged away.

  “Stand in the light,” her mother said. “Don’t be afraid.”

  Then a gun rushed into her mother’s face and she went limp. Jane was thrown into an armored truck. She disappeared forever.

  Andie was so scared she could hardly breathe. She turned over and crawled to her father, who still wasn’t moving. A man with a horrifying face came over to her. He smiled in a way that she knew wasn’t safe.

  “Let’s end this, little one.”

  He turned to the house and cast a spell. Every picture, every memento, every piece of clothing or souvenir that ever represented Jane disappeared. Her face left the walls, her belongings left the drawers, and anything in the house that even remotely had any connection with her was just gone.

  “You see, this is the fun part,” the half-faced man said. “We take the blood traitor, torture them, kill them, and erase any memory that they ever existed. Except of course for the archives in the university dungeons, but no one will ever see those. And here’s my favorite toy.”

  He pulled out the gun and put the barrel against Andie’s head.

  “You have no idea what these things can do. You can’t even imagine the different functions and methods of destruction contained in this. So many different ways it can kill you, ages ahead of the simple lead-firing contraption it used to be. What do you say? Want a lesson in destruction?”

  Andie broke down in angry, bitter tears. The searcher toyed with the trigger. He lowered the gun.

  “I’ll settle for erasing your memories. Wouldn’t want you to grow up and cause problems.”

  He waved his hand over Andie’s face.

  “That’s better. Goodbye, little one.”

  The searcher stood and left. His truck and others pulled off into the night, leaving the six-year-old girl alone in front of her destroyed home. But w
hat the searcher didn’t know was that Andie was more powerful than the average sorceress. The dragon blood was strong in her. Her memory hadn’t been erased. And this pain would never be forgotten.

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  N.M. Howell is an author, publisher, and all-around nerd from the West Coast of Canada. She has an obsession with coffee, spicy food, and the rain, and she absolutely hates sleeves. (Seriously, they’re like little fabric prisons!) When not working on her latest book - or latest ten books, more realistically - she spends her time wandering the world and fighting with her micro-wolf pup over who gets the best spot on the couch. Hint: the dog wins.

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