Demon Hunterz: Annihilation (Book 3)

Chapter 21: The edge of no return II

"Samantha, hand me another cup of magic oil!"
"Samantha! Open that window just six inches high."
"Don't place the book over there! That's wrong!"

"Why are you moving so sluggishly?! Time is of the essence, child! The more we leave their bodies to rot, the more difficult it will be to utilize the spell at hand!"

It's been like this all day. Just order after fricking order! Samantha do this. Samantha do that. No, do it my way! Ughh! Just thinking about it is making me get a headache!

But I don't have room to complain. Not now. Not when the end result would be bringing mom and Freddie back. To return to a house full of laughter and warm smiles all around. Without those two, this house would become a total snooze-fest. Just me and this unfeeling tyrant for a father hanging around. 

Yeah, hard pass on that.

I pace back and forth in the spacious basement, every now and then, I take a peak at the two bodies floating in separate cubes of golden light. The pair hunched over, arms dangling, as streams of bubbles rise and whizz beside them. Almost like the cubes were filled with yellow soda pop. But gramps said that the liquid inside was magic in pure form.

I plop my bottom on the chair. Back turned towards the window. With a heavy sigh, I sink my raised fists into the soft cheeks on my face. Eyes swollen and puffy from exhaustion. My mind processing a hundred things a minute. 

I sway my head over towards the window. At the outside world. But what I saw was far from the norm.

There were no blue skies. Only a void of black and purple that wraps around the entire cul-de-sac. An illusion force field created by gramps, in order to cage the magic from effecting our neighborhood. Meaning everyone from the outside world wouldn't be seeing any of this. Their eyes will only allow them to see just an ordinary house--like always.

It's been three days since the whole 'storm the demon castle' operation. So much then happened that's it's mostly a blur to me. But that didn't stop gramps from squeezing every last drop of what went down outta me. 

My magical awakening. Lord Ominga. Me seeing him and mom talking that night. That strange book. Even how Alexis and Deondre managed to hold their ground against the strongest demon in existence. A feat that made even him shudder a little. 

But I didn't bring up Marco. I wanted to deal with him on my own terms. And those red eyes...I finally made the connection. That it was him I saw rush past me in that hall.

But why didn't he say anything to me? And those holes in the back of his cloak? I think he might've been wounded. But I didn't see any blood. Or maybe it was too dark for me to see any? Is that it?

I swing my gaze at the table adjacent to mines. Alexis was sitting with his hands crossed over his head. Leaning back on his creaky chair. Busy chewing with a mouthful of gum. Not a care in the world.

Yeah. He also stayed the night. Mostly clinging to gramps like a puppy. But most of the time when he's not being a workhorse, he's either eating or sleeping.