Page 142 of Kick the Candle (Knight Games 2)
"Ow."
"Trust me it will sharpen your focus. Say the incantation."
"Alligo corpus meum impenitribility meorum mucro." I pronounced each word distinctly. The magic obeyed. A swirl of darkness came from the corner of the room, circled my feet then bit into my skin. "Oh!" It slithered up my calves to my knees and continued north until I could feel the spell heavy in my eyelids. Poe jumped down to my shoulder and for the first time his claws didn't hurt.
"Gives new meaning to growing a thick skin," Poe quipped.
"Let's do this thing."
Below us the heavy sound of something barreling through the front door, spurred me into action. I raced for the stairs. Poe took flight, leading the way. The beast who'd broken down the door shook off the remnants of wood, glass, and hinges and headed for me with a growl. Thickly muscled shoulders narrowed to sinewy haunches, but I focused on the teeth and the clack of the monster's claws with each step on the wooden stairs.
"Big mistake," I said to the beast, narrowing my eyes and opening my arms to welcome his attack. "Haven't you ever seen a horror movie? Never be the first to enter a haunted house."
The thing leapt for me and I flattened to the stairs, stabbing rather than swinging my blade. I sliced into its neck. Paws the size of my head swiped at my shoulders and chest, while deep red blood, almost purple, gushed over me. Without the enchantment, I would have been shredded.
Ach-ach-achhh. The nekomata choked above me, drool dripping from its fangs and running down my cheek. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a second one enter the house. My only blessing was the shifted nekomata were so large they could only fit through the door one at a time. I placed both boots on Number One's stomach and heaved. It toppled off of me, somersaulting down the stairs into the entering pack.
Poe was circling the head of Number Two, trying to distract the beast and slow the entrance of Three while I got to my feet. With one swipe of its paw, Two sent Poe flying into the dining room. I heard his body thump against the far wall. My hand found purchase behind my head, and I pushed, flipping up onto the middle stair and immediately flinging myself over the banister. I landed squarely on my feet in front of the advancing pack. Nightshade sang through the air, decapitating Two.
"Poe are you okay?" I yelled as Three clamored over the mountain of Two's body to get to me. No answer. The beast charged. I waited until the last second, then executed a sideways aerial cartwheel, landing on my feet behind the kitchen island. The nekomata were big and brutal but not agile. In a wasted moment, while Three scrambled to change its trajectory, I buried Nightshade in its skull. There was no time to celebrate the kill.
Four thrashed at me over the top of the counter, crashing through the pots and pans hanging from the pot rack, like a freight train pulling into the station. A paw rebounded off my neck. Holy crow! My armor had protected me from a certain torn jugular. The creature's surprise at my durability bought me a precious second of time. I extracted my blade from Three and swiped it through the center of my attacker's jaw. The nekomata stopped abruptly as if it had run out of batteries. I exhaled and the top of its head slid off onto the floor. The beast crumpled.
Poe chose that moment to swoop through the family room and onto the counter behind me. "I'm good!" he announced, stretching a wing that hung awkwardly from his body.
No time for a reunion. Five advanced through the door more cautiously, eyeing the bodies littering the foyer, the hallway, the living room, the kitchen. Lowering its head it stalked me, weaving right, then left, deciding how to best get around the island to reach me. It chose left. I leapt straight up in a leap that would have been impossible for a human, landing with a thump on top of the island. The beast pounced. I aimed for its heart but missed and sliced into its abdomen.
"Ahhh," I yelled with the effort of rolling the creature through the air. Nightshade slipped from its flesh. The body landed with a bone cracking thump on its back on the wood floor. I hopped down from the island and positioned my blade over its heart. I paused as the body shivered, twisted, bones snapping and muscles stretching. When the nekomata had shifted, Seraphina stared up at me, hand gripping the wound in her side.
"You can't kill me, Grateful," she whined. "You'll break your daddy's heart." Her strange green eyes locked onto mine.
"Didn't he tell you? You're not his type." I leaped into the air, landing one boot on her chest the other on the floor, and sank my blade straight through her ribs, directly into her heart. She writhed beneath my boot for a moment, half shifting before the light in her eyes dulled. Her body went limp. I kicked it off my blade.
I turned to face the door but no more entered. "There were more than five, Poe. Where are the rest?" The sound of shattering glass below us answered my question. I bolted for the door to the basement, throwing it open with enough force for it to bounce off the far wall. I could hear a struggle and the sound of crunching glass under scampering feet.
"Do it!" Kai ordered.
When I reached the bottom, I came up short at what I saw. Soleil! Kai stood next to the pushed aside pool table at the base of the vault, one hand around the fairy's long, graceful neck, the other gripping her hands behind her back. Her eyes flicked to mine for a split second before a lightning fast blast of energy threw me against the wall, knocking Nightshade from my hand. Before I'd known what hit me, Naill, Anna Bathory's pet leprechaun, had straddled my chest, knees over my arms, and dagger pressed to my throat. "Don't move a muscle, Hecate, or I will cut your throat out."
"How are you here?" I blurted, eyes flashing to Kai and Soleil. "I thought nekomata hated vampires and you Naill, are definitely aligned with the vampires." I made the revelation for Kai's benefit, but he didn't even flinch.
"You are blonde, aren't you?" Naill said. "Why do you think Anna and I helped the nightmares escape the graveyard? The nekomata have to open the vault, and you are right, they hate vampires. Fortunately, the clan is known to blindly follow their leader. A little leprechaun magic and our vaporous friend ensured Kai would be sympathetic to our cause."
"Kai's possessed by a nightmare?"
"A nightmare that owes Anna a favor."
"And expects a reward," possessed Kai said, pushing Soleil by the neck toward the vault.
Naill nodded at Kai. "You must do it now. The Solstice is upon us. Her Majesty will have your head should you fail."
Trapped under Naill's knife, I searched the room for Poe.
"Looking for this?" Naill pointed at a sack to my right containing the thrashing form of a raven sized object. Fuck, I hated that ginger. How did his tiny legs move so fast? "Don't get any ideas. He can't break through the bag. It's soaked in Helleborine."
"Mr. Helleborine! You!"
Naill laughed wickedly.
