Summoned

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Kade

I looked down at my arms, watching them fall to dust. I knew I was being summoned against my will; and I was not pleased. No one forces a God to do their bidding, no one. I felt the familiar pull of the magics tugging at my divine essence pulling me through the Aether.  I stopped fighting the pull, resigning myself to the magic. Choosing instead to reserve my energy for whatever was about to come my way.


I rode the wave of magic across the cosmos being pulled toward the Earth, just as I had suspected. When my form materialized once more, I found myself inside large storage room.  The floor was mostly bare, and I was between a concrete wall on one side and floor to ceiling bars on the other. There were boxes stacked along the walls beyond the reach of the bars, and people in the room staring at me intently.


Dmitri was standing on the other side, his chest puffed outwards looking overly satisfied with himself. The were two other shapeshifter men standing behind him; guarding a doorway that I could only assume was a way out of here.

There was a striking women standing to his left, with flame red hair and green eyes. She radiated with magical energies. Ah, so she must be the summoner herself. I studied her face, committing her features to memory; making a mental note to punish her, for her insolence later on. 

Alpha Dmitri interrupted my thoughts when he cleared his throat.

"Ahem, Welcome to Earth Akkadian, Lord of Chaos." He mockingly bowed in my direction, before continuing, "I'm Dmitri Thornton, Alpha of the Aurora Pack and I've gone to great lengths to summon you here, along with my team." He states gesturing to the other people in the room.

"What a terrible reception for a God. Surely, you should know that supplicants should bear offerings to the Gods, and I see none." I said, my voice tinged by my displeasure.

The woman stepped forward raising a jagged greenish black rock within her left hand. She looked directly at me, with a searing confidence in her eyes and spoke.


"Lord of Chaos, it took quite a bit of effort bringing you here, do you know what this is? It's moldavite, in case you were wondering. Fallen from the cosmos itself and when paired with iridium, which these bars are crafted with, should hold a God such as yourself for a while." She stated her voice tinged with satisfaction.

Dmitri turned towards the woman, nodding. "How long with this hold?"

"Long enough, Sir. I will personally see to the reinforcing spells myself. The other Mages has assisted with the wards for over a month now in preparation. Our guest should be well secured." She replied matter of factly.

Dmitri took a few steps forward, in my direction; his expression a sneer. His eyes travelled down my still naked flesh, appraisingly.

"You don't look so powerful now, God." He said tauntingly. "I for one, am excited to see what Irene here has in store for you; that is to say, before I get what I want.

"You have no idea what I'm capable of Dmitri, but you will see soon enough." I spat.

I reached my hand forwards towards the bars between us, the light glinting off of the iridium. I braced myself before I grabbed a bar. I knew this was going to hurt, but I needed to see the extent of the spell work involved. The spelled space metal sent a jolt through my arm, and I felt some of my magic drain from me. I gritted my teeth, not breaking eye contact with Him before releasing my grip.

"Wonderful work, Irene. I'll leave you to it then. See to it, that our guest is comfortable during his stay." He said to her authoritatively. Then looked back towards me, "Don't get too comfortable, though Akkadian. This isn't a hotel after all."

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