Iron Crowned Chapter 3

I might oblige come to accept being pouf of the Thorn Land, and it was unassailable non to grow attached to a place you had a spiritual connection to. N angiotensin converting enzymetheless, nonhing the Otherworld offered would ever take the place of my situation in Tucson. It was a small house, and in a nice neighborhood, near the Catalina Mountains north of the city. Gateways between the worlds existed all over, facilitating travel, exclusively I had an anchor in my home, meaning once I shifted come show up of the closet of the Thorn Lands gate, I was able to materialize directly in my bedroom. An anchor could be any object fastened to your essence.My roommate Tim, who hadnt seen me in a few days, was understandably shocked when I came strolling into the kitchen.Jesus Christ, Eug he exclaimed. Hed been flipping pancakes at the stove. Weve got to put a bell around your love or something.I grinned and had an inexplicable urge to hug him though I knew that would freak hi m fall come on even more(prenominal). After all the craziness in the Otherworld, his newton was a welcome sight. Well, normality might have been an exaggeration. Tim with his tall, dark, and handsome looks had taken to impersonating Native Americans (badly) in order to score chicks and make m integrityy selling his dire poetry. He rotated through various tribes, and last I knew, hed been passing himself off as Tlingit, seeing as the locals got a little less smashed off by him donning the c masseshes of a tribe living hundreds of miles away. He lived in my house rent-free in exchange for cooking and housework, and I was joyous to see him dressed in an ordinary jeans and T-shirt ensemble today.Are you making enough for two? I asked, heading straight for the full coffeepot.I constantly make enough for two. But most of it goes to waste. That last part came out as a grumble. Hed once complained about being my slave further missed my being around now.Messages?Usual place.When i n the Otherworld, I left my cell ph sensation with Tim. It perpetrated him to play secretary, something he resented since I actually already employed one. Indeed, most of the messages hed scrawled on the refrigerators white board were from her.Tue. 11 AM Lara two job offersTue. 230 PM Lara one possible client asks ASAP helpTue. 515 PM Lara still wants to talk to youTue. 520 PM Lara strikes you to finish tax paperworkTue. 1030 PM Lara wont stop callingWed. 8 AM Lara who calls this early?Wed. 1115 AM BitchWed. 1130 AM Sams Home Improvement interested in vinyl siding?I admired his detailed message taking frustration with Lara aside but my heart sank when I byword who was conspicuously missing. all(prenominal) time I came home, I secretly hoped Id see their names up there. Sometimes, on the sly, my mom would check on me. But my stepdad, Ro unload? He never called anymore, not aft(prenominal) finding out about my allegiance to the Otherworld.Tim, preoccupied with his cooking, didnt see my face. I dont realise why she keeps calling. She knows you cant get any of her messages. Why does she aim more than one? Its not same(p) a billion of them atomic number 18 magically going to get through to you.Its just her way, I said. Shes efficient.Thats not efficient, he declared. Its fringy neurotic.I sighed, wondering not for the first time if I should just let messages go to voice mail. Despite having never met, Tim and Lara were mortal phone enemies. auditory sense them bitch about each other was wearying. Nonetheless, staring at her string of calls already made me feel tired. Id once had a brisk trade as a freelance shaman, kicking out ghosts and other annoying supernatural creatures who harassed humans. Now that I moonlighted as a fairy queen, Id had to become a lot more selective with clientele. I could no longer keep up with the demand around here and snarl bad about that. I guess Roland was picking up my slack but didnt know for sure.I waited until after breakfast before considering with Lara. Pancakes, sausage, and coffee gave me the strength to deal with this latest hole of requests. Undoubtedly seeing my number on her caller ID, Lara didnt bother with formalities when I finally called.About time, she exclaimed. Has he been giving you my messages?He just did. Ive been at rest(p) for three days. You know you dont need to keep bugging him about it.I want to make sure he tells you I called.He writes them down, every one. Besides, my phones log as headspring as tells me youve called a lot.Hmphf. She let it go. Well, youre getting a lot of requests lately. Ive thinned them out, but youve still got to choose.It was almost February. We werent near any major sabbats, when paranormal activity of all time increased. Sometimes, though, it happened for no reason. It figured now would be one of those times right while I was in the middle of a war. Or, I realized, it might be happening because of that. My identities as queen and shaman were both well known among many creatures. Maybe they hoped they could get away with more while I was distracted. half(prenominal) seemed to show up for selfish purposes in our world the other half hoped to forcibly flummox Storm Kings heir on me.Okay, I said. Lets hear the priorities.We need to finish your taxes.Thats not a priority. Keep going.Single woman, stalked by a fetch.Thats serious. Ill have to get on that one.Tree elemental. In your neighborhood.Yeah, that ones here for me. He wont hurt anyone else.Phantom-infested subdivision.On a graveyard?Yup.Schedule it, and make sure the builders charged double. Their own stupid fault.Will do. Then youve got the normal weirdness. Lights in the sky. realizable UFO.Was that Wil again?Yes.Damn it Did you tell him its just the military?Yes. He also said theres been some Bigfoot sightings I froze. Bigfoot? Where?I didnt get the details. I thought it was his usual craziness. And didnt you say they dont live in Arizon a?They dont. Has there been anything weird in the news? Deaths?There was a pause, and I heard the rustling of papers. Two hikers died over in Coronado, near the Rappel Rock embroil. The report stated that they fell. Took a pair days to find their bodies. Nasty stuff. Some animals got to them.I was up and out of my chair in a flash, making the dishes on the kitchen table rattle. Tim, leafing through a magazine, looked up in alarm.Call Wil, I told her, trying to lug on one of my boots while balancing the phone. Find out where he heard about these Bigfoot sightings. If its not Coronado, give me a call plump for. If it is, no need to call. Wil was Jasmines half brother, and I avoided speaking to him when I could. One reason was that he always asked me about her. The other was that he was a crazy, paranoid conspiracy theorist. This time, he might be on to something.Lara was understandably startled. But you said Bigfoot Its not Bigfoot.Dont forget your other job tonightI wont.I disco nnected and managed to get on the other boot. Tim regarded me warily. I dont like it when you get that look.That makes two of us.He watched as I went to our hallway closet and produced a little-worn leather coat. Youre going to Coronado?Yup. naughty?Yup.He sighed and gestured to where we hung our keys near the door. Take my car. Itll handle better if you bunk into snow.I slung my satchel over my shoulder and flashed him a grateful smile. He warned me to be careful, but I was already out the door with the keys, heading for his Subaru.My look barely saw the road as I drove toward Coronado State Park. Bigfoot. No, you wouldnt find Bigfoot out here, not even in the Catalinas. Now, tell me thered been a sighting in the Pacific Northwest? Or anywhere in Canada? Yeah, itd be Bigfoot hunting time. But it wouldnt be a priority. They were generally harmless.Here? When you got a Bigfoot sighting in Tucson, it was a devoteeatic bear. Yeah I know. It was a ridiculous name, but it got the po int crosswise and really, there was nothing funny about them. They came from the Underworld and were utterly lethal. With their tall and furry appearance, it was lenient to understand why the untrained eye would mistake them for popular images of Bigfoot. Demon bears didnt fuck around either. If only two people were dead, then this one hadnt been in the area long. We were lucky even if the hikers werent. No rodents or foxes had feed on those bodies.In Tucson proper, we were enjoying our typically mild winter weather mid-seventies today, if I had to guess. As I drove higher into the mountains, the temperature dropped rapidly. I soon saw snow on the ground and signs for Mt. Lemmons travel resorts. Other signs direct me toward popular hiking and climbing areas including Rappel Rock. In and of itself, it was a popular area for outdoorsmen. With its proximity to the ski areas, the behemoth bears front shutdown was doubly dangerous this time of year.I finally reached the trailh ead and parked in a gravel lot. Only a couple other cars were there, which was a small blessing. I stepped out of the Subaru, shocked by the blast of cold air that hit me. I was not used to these temperatures. I hadnt been bred for them. Give me monsters and ghosts? No problem. But cold weather? That was a weakness. I couldve used magic to adjust the air but needed to conserve my creator. Instead, as I stuffed my arsenal into my belt not comfortable but ready for easy access I used my magic for a summoning. I mouth the ritual words, and a few moments later, a small implike creature appeared before me. He had pointed ears, smooth night-black skin, and red slits for eyes.My mistress calls, he said in a flat voice, and I answer, no doubt for some mundane task.Were going after a daimon bear, I said, moving briskly toward the trail and trying my best to ignore the cold. My jacket wasnt suited for this weather at all, but it was the best I had.A more challenging task than most, he ob served.I ignored his condescension as I stopped before the sign indicating the various routes and levels of difficulty for these climbs and hikes. Volusian was a cursed spirit Id subdued and enslaved. His male monarch made him a useful asset and a risky one. He hated me and spent a good deal of his time planning how to overcome me, should I ever lose the control needed to bind him.I closed my eyes, attempting to become one with the air rather than its victim. The world was silent here, but for the rustling of wind in the pines and chatter of birds and small animals. I spread my senses out, seeking something out of place. My abilities werent perfect, but I could often sense a presence not from our world.There. I opened my eyes abruptly and pointed near a trail marked moderately difficult. Do you feel anything? Volusian studied the area, using his senses as well. Yes. But more there. He pointed not at the trail itself but more toward its left, off into the woods. I grimaced but kn ew his senses were slightly better than mine.Off-roading. Lovely.We set out in that direction. Volusian shifted to a more ghostly form that floated along with me, rather than treading through the underbrush like I had to. It wasnt anything I couldnt handle, but it made for lento going. Yet, as I traveled farther and farther, that magical feel increased.It will sense you too, mistress, said Volusian, in a archaic show of unsolicited commentary.I didnt doubt it. Will it come after me? Or will it run?Run? No. Hide? Perhaps. There was a calculated pause. It wont try to force itself internally on you, however. The blood of the shining ones is too alluring. It will simply try to eat you.How reassuring, I muttered. Ill do the banishing. You distract it.Soon, I needed no special senses to know wed reached our goal. The forest had grown deadly silent. No more birds or other signs of life. A strong sense of wrongness make full the air. The worlds were luxuriant human, Otherworld, Underw orld. With our proximity, uncanny creatures could sometimes move throughout this world without me quality anything. Something from the Underworld was too foreign. It stuck out.Were close, I murmured. Were practically oomphfA massive arm swung out from a cluster of trees and hit me in the stomach, knocking me painfully backward. There was nothing I could do to prevent my fall onto the forest floor of sharp sticks and rocks, but I did manage to grab hold of my truncheon as I went down.A giant form loomed in front of me, almost eight feet tall. Long-limbed, with taloned feet and hands, its muscled body could easily be mistaken for that of a Bigfoot. Its ears while definitely bearlike were flattened against its head, adding to the humanoid appearance. It roared, showing a mouthful of sharp teeth. Black eyes, filled with nothing but mindless rage, peered down at me.Volusian, compelled by my orders, threw himself against the bear. The power radiating around Volusians body had the su bstantiality of a ton of bricks. The creature staggered backward, eyes shifting angrily to my minion. The fact that Volusian hadnt knocked it to the ground was concerning. They were either well matched, or the demon was even more powerful than Volusian. The latter would be problematic, seeing as I wasnt strong enough to banish Volusian.Well, that is, I wasnt strong enough to banish him and fight him. If someone else subdued him, I could have sent Volusian on. If this demon bear had the means to defeat Volusian, then Id be cake. Hopefully, the demon bear couldnt obliterate Volusian while distracted by something else me. I scrambled to my feet, holding my wand out as I prepared to open a door to the Underworld. Volusian and the demon battled it out, neither capable of killing each other.I gathered my will, channeling the power of my soul to spread past this world and the Otherworld, on to the Underworld. On my arm, a tattoo of a black and white butterfly sacred to Persephone began to burn as I touched her domain. The air near the demon dematerialized, forming an opening to the Underworld. Grabbing my silver athame with my free hand, I approached the battle, cautious of both the combatants and the forming gate.Volusian hovered over the demon, keeping its eyes directed high. I sneaked up unnoticed. With well-practiced speed, I snaked out with the athame, drawing an arcane symbol on the demons chest. Usually, banishing a demon back to its domain kept it from returning. A cover version mark like this ensured it. I didnt want to take any chances.The demons roar of rage echoed through the woods, and it turned toward me. Id anticipated this and had already scrambled away, keeping out of its reach. Really, Id been lucky the first time it hit me. It had the strength to kill me with one blow. Volusian came forward again to pull the demons attention back only, it didnt work. The demon recognized the menace I was and could feel the opening of the gate. Volusian, attacki ng and attacking, was a nuisance a painful one but one the demon could apparently ignore as it came toward me.Shit, I said. I backed farther and farther away, but the demon was quickly closing the distance. Its massive feet could trample the underbrush that slowed me so much. I worked hard to ignore just how dire my situation had become and instead concentrated on the gateway. That door grew more substantial, and soon, its power began calling to its own sucking the demon back. The creature paused in its attack. The problem was, the gate wanted to pull Volusian too. Orders or not, he moved out of range for self-preservation, which I didnt exactly blame him for. Only, without my minion to take to the woods on the demon, it now had just enough strength to fight the gate and keep coming toward me. It had to know that if it could take me out, the gate would go away too.Suddenly, I heard something approaching us, sticks and leaves crackling under strong feet or, to be more precise, p aws. A red fox much larger than a normal one sprang out onto the demons back, sinking its teeth into the furry brown hide. This brought another shriek from the demon and gave me a moments respite. I threw all my power into the gate and jerked the demon toward it. The demon flailed, unable to fight being sent back to its own world. The fox had the sense to get out of the way, its services no longer needed. The demon gave one last mournful cry and then faded from our sight. I stretched the wand toward where the demon had disappeared, sending my energy through the wands gems to banish the gate as well and reseal this world.Silence followed, except for my own rapid breathing. Slowly, birds began to sing again, and the forests natural state returned. I leaned against a tall, leafless oak in relief. The banishing hadnt been as easy as I expected, but it certainly could have ended worse like, with my death.We didnt need your help, I said. We were doing just fine.The fox was no longer t here, as Id already known. It had transformed into a tall, muscled man, with deep, golden-brown skin and black hair that barely touched his shoulders. He was a kitsune, a shape-shifting Japanese fox from the Otherworld. Actually, he was half-kitsune. His mother had been the kitsune his father a mortal from Arizona. Power-wise, it made little difference.Yeah, said Kiyo, crossing his arms over his chest. He needed no coat and simply wore a burgundy T-shirt. You seemed to have it all under control.We were about to, I retorted.Actually, mistress, said Volusian, deadpan, your death was probably imminent.Oh shut up, I snapped. Youre dismissed. Go back to the Otherworld. Volusian vanished.I turned back to Kiyo. What are you doing out here anyway?He shrugged, and I worked hard to ignore the effect his physical appearance always had on me. Same thing as you. Im on Wils mailing list. When I heard about the Bigfoot sightings I sighed and turned back the way wed come. I dont need your help.I wa snt coming to help you. He caught up with me easily. I was coming to kill a demon bear. You just happened to be here first.Considering the trouble Volusian and I had had, I doubted Kiyo could have taken out the demon through brute force. Kiyo was strong, yeah, but hardly all-powerful. Unfortunately, he was all-bravery. He rushed into impossible situations, ready to defend others even at cost to himself. Hed always been reckless that way except for once.And that was the core of our problems.Kiyo and I used to date, wrapped in a deeply romantic and physical relationship. His continual disapproval of my Otherworldly relations had begun to fracture things between us. The final break had occurred after Leith had raped me. Kiyo had come to rescue me but had refused to punish Leith. Kiyo had advised a tamer programme of action letting Otherworldly justice take its course. Dorian, however, had opted for on-the-spot justice hed run Leith through with a sword. Kiyo and I had broken up shor tly after that.You were outclassed, I told Kiyo. There are a billion other creatures running loose right now. If you want to help, go after them.Ah, yes. I forgot, he said. Tucsons fountain caretaker is too busy playing queen.I came to a halt and glared. Im not playing at anything Controlling the Thorn Land wasnt my choice, and you know it.Thats true. It was Dorians choice one he tricked you into. Yet, somehow that doesnt matter, and now its okay for you to shack up with him and wage war.I started moving again, marching through the woods in a overcast of anger. When wed broken up, Kiyo had been sad and withdrawn. Over time, hed gotten his spunk back and now whenever we ran into each other didnt hesitate to express his opinion of Dorian, the war, or anything else Otherworldly I was snarled in.The war wasnt my choice either, I said at last, after refusing to respond for several minutes.Stopping it wasnt exactly out of your control either.So what are you expression? That I shoul d just stop now and surrender?No. His calmness was annoying. But there must be a peaceful way to end it. To negotiate something.Dont you think weve tried? I exclaimed. How bloodthirsty do you think I am? Every diplomat we send is either given stupid demands or met with death threats.I like the use of we. I wonder how seriously Dorian is taking the peace process.I could see the parking lot through the trees ahead. Good. I needed to be away from Kiyo. His presence was stifling. It stirred up too many feelings, too many feelings I didnt want to deal with.Dorian isnt running this by himself. Were in it together, and we have tried to settle with Katrice.And as thats failed, youre now going to march in with your allies and take her land with overwhelming force, expanding your empire.We reached the gravel lot, and I turned on Kiyo in full anger, hands on my hips. We dont have any allies. And I dont want another ground I sure as hell dont want an empireHe shrugged. Say whatever you want, but everyone knows youre looking for people to join up with you.And Katrice is doing the same, I said smoothly. I hear shes visited the Willow Land quite a bit.Ah, that broke him. Kiyos smug, cool faade faltered. Nothings decided, he said stiffly.But your girlfriends no fan of Dorian and me. Shes afraid of us. How long, Kiyo? How long until she and you fight against us? I was gaining ground he was on the defensive. He and Maiwenn the Willow Queen had once been lovers theyd even had a daughter together. Id never believed their just friends claims since our breakup.Kiyo took a step forward, leaning toward me and fixing me with that dark, dark gaze. Shes not my girlfriend. And were staying neutral.I gave a shrug as masterfully unconcerned as the one hed given me earlier. If you say so. And I like your use of we. Except, you dont really have an equal share in it, do you? You just run along and follow her orders.Damn it, Eugenie He clenched his fists. Why do you have to be so He coul dnt finish, and as we stood there, so close, I became sensible once more of his body and the memories of our time together. I remembered what that body could do in bed. I remembered the way wed laughed, how easily wed connected. The Otherworld consumed so much of my time lately, but I was still half human. The human part of me called to other humans.And as he looked down at me, the anger softening a little, I had a feeling he was thinking the same thing. If he had any lingering attraction, the animal attributes in him would make this doubly awkward. My physical appearance would trigger sexual attraction that much more quickly. Even my scent could arouse him.He looked away. Well. None of that matters. You should go home. Youre freezing.Im fine, I said automatically, like I wasnt shivering and cover in goose bumps.Of course you are. He glanced back at me, a small, wry smile on his face. Be careful, Eugenie.With what exactly? I asked.Everything.With that, he shape-shifted back into a fox a smaller, normal one and scampered off through the trees. Naturally, he was too hard-core to have driven up here. Suddenly feeling drained, I got out Tims keys and turned toward the car. Id done what I needed to, that was what counted. I didnt want to think about Kiyo or war or anything like that. I wanted to go home and rest before the next job.A tingling along my spine made me drop the keys as I felt an Otherworldly presence appear behind me. I spun around, pulling my wand back out as I did. There, before me, was a ghost. It was female, looking like shed died in her midthirties. Her translucent form washed out any color, but her hair was curly and shoulder-length, her clothing casual. Seeing a ghost outdoors was rare they tended to be attracted to material things. Still, location didnt matter. They were dangerous. I pointed my wand at her, banishing words upon my lips.Wait, dont she cried, holding up her hands.Pleading ghosts werent uncommon. Sorry. This isnt your world. Yo u need to move on. Its for the best.Please. Not yet. I need to talk to you, Eugenie Markham.I frowned, wand still poised and ready. How do you know my name?Because Ive come to ask for your help. I need you to find out who killed me.