Part 5 (1/2)
”We have to find him! We have to save him!” I choke out desperately.
Beside me Bones stiffens, and Alik s.h.i.+fts his eyes away. Khalil looks taken aback by my suggestion and stares at me in shock. Micah just laughs.
”You got a mouse in your pocket, sweetheart? Who is this 'we' you speak of?” Micah chuckles. It takes every ounce of my self-restraint not to lunge at him again and throw him through a boulder.
I turn to Bones. ”We have to save him,” I repeat, with more force this time. Bones avoids my gaze, but Khalil steps forward.
”Impossible,” he says. ”There is no way you can save him. It would take an army-”
”Then we raise an army-”
Micah's loud guffaw cuts through the night. ”You can't be serious. Why would anyone care about rescuing your little half-blood boy-toy? He's not even one of us!”
Bones and I both turn to him with deadly glares. But Micah shrugs, unfazed. ”I can see my common sense isn't wanted here. Bones, if you ever decide to ditch the crazy, let me know. I think I'm better off on my own if the Hlbafa are after the two of you. See ya.” And with that he instantly phases into an enormous white h.e.l.lhound, lets out a snarling growl in our direction, and takes off running.
Good riddance a.s.sface.
I take a deep breath and turn to the others. ”Will you help us?”
”Now wait a minute, Lucky. I never agreed to go after him-” Bones starts, holding one hand up.
”But he saved you. He saved your life that night! You would've died if it weren't for him!”
”Well, now, that's not exactly true. I was pretty bad off, I admit. But I wouldn't have died. None of those h.e.l.lhounds were pure demon. I would've recovered from my injuries eventually. Kieron just helped speed it along.”
”But-”
”-and it's not exactly as if he was doing it to save me. He only did it to win favor with you.”
”But-”
”But nothing, Lucky. We have enough to worry about with the Hlbafa hunting party hot on our trail. The last thing we need to do is walk into the lion's den waving around fresh meat.”
”So what are you saying? Are you saying you won't help him?”
”I'm saying we have plenty of our own problems to worry about right now, and we don't need to be looking for more.”
Forgetting about the others, I stare at Bones. It's like I've never seen him before...like he's some stranger. He's never not stood by my side. He's my strongest supporter and staunchest ally. I can't save Kieron alone. There's no way.
”Fine, I'll just have to go by myself, then,” I bluff, feigning bravado. ”Right after I get some drinks at Demon Bar.” I spin on my heel to turn away, but Bones grabs my arm.
”You know you'd be dead before you even reached the border.” He releases his grip and lowers his voice. ”Look, at least for right now we need to stay together. If they're still looking for us, which they are, then splitting up is the worst thing we can do. We have to stay together,” he repeats, his voice firm.
I let out a deep sigh. I know he's right. As much as I want to save Kieron, I'm not completely stupid. Or suicidal. I'll need great reinforcements and an even better plan.
But right now, I really need a drink.
”C'mon, let's go in,” I say heading to the Portal. ”We go to Demon Bar. And we stay together.”
Bones and the others s.h.i.+ft into h.e.l.lhounds as soon as we cross through the outer walls of Thiberoux. Alik is in the lead, Bones runs next to me and Diablo, and Khalil takes up the rear. Bones had insisted I stay right by him in case there's even the slightest hint of trouble.
But as we race through Dryndara's forests, I can't shake the nagging thought that something doesn't add up. The Hlbafa aren't exactly known for their cunning, or even their great prowess. Their demons are more of the troublesome sorts: insanity causers-like the Altrumina- disease spreaders, water poisoners, crop destroyers... They aren't warriors by nature, and their collective intellect is average at best.
So how were they able to track-let alone catch-Kieron? As a Latros Demon, he's a highly-trained and exceptionally skilled bounty hunter whose talents are coveted by even the Legionare. How were they able to break a spy into Dryndara? And where the h.e.l.l did they get a demon-witch from?
These thoughts plague my mind, but I shove them aside as we approach the hidden entrance to Demon Bar. I dismount Diablo, and we all glance around cautiously. As we head inside the ma.s.sive boulder I hold my breath, not knowing what to expect.
Bones stays beside me as we descend the narrow staircase. A new demon is guarding the doorway, and I realize that Daisy didn't survive the attack. Of course not. She would've been the first one killed.
Bones, Alik and Khalil quickly grab some jeans and t-s.h.i.+rts from a small closet near the entrance. Demon Bar insists the h.e.l.lhounds clothe themselves when they visit, otherwise some of the demions would feel uncomfortable. Many of them are used to the Sapie's values and norms, and don't appreciate having to take their nightly drinks next to dozens of naked men-as beautiful as they may be. I, for one, have never minded. Leave it to a few prudes to ruin it for the rest of us.
”h.e.l.lo, Aria. Nice to see you. It's been too long,” Bones greets the unfamiliar demon. He lifts her hand to his lips and gives it a soft kiss. Her emerald eyes are cool and calculating, her long chestnut hair flows freely down her back, past her curvaceous hips.
”h.e.l.lo, Bones. I see you're still as charming as ever,” she replies with a coy smile. Her voice is deep and throaty, not at all what I was expecting her to sound like. As I watch Bones flirt with the new beauty, I feel a surge of envy. She seems so...womanly.
Aria glances at me and arches an eyebrow. ”Don't bother being jealous, little girl. Bones knows he can't handle me. He values his life too much, don't you pretty doggie?” She playfully pinches his cheeks with her fingers and lets out a cackling laugh.
Don't think anything. Don't think anything. Don't think anything...
Aria's gravelly chuckle interrupts my silent mantra. Then, her voice rings through my head, as clearly as if she were speaking aloud. ”You only have to fear me if you wish to cause harm to us or others. Otherwise you can just relax pretty child. I will not destroy you.” Her lips never move and her brilliant green eyes stay fixed on Bones. I shudder and shake my head.
”Let's go,” I mumble, yanking Bones' arm and pulling him inside the Bar. I've never had a telepath enter my mind like that before. Not even when the Altrumina put me under their psychic-torture spell. This was different. It's like she was inside my head and had total control...like I was at her complete mercy.
”They brought out the big guns having Aria work the door,” Bones says as we walk to the main bar. ”No way is anyone getting within twenty miles of here who shouldn't. Guess we can kinda relax now.” He nods to Alik and Khalil, who head to a back corner to play some darts.
I survey the room, surprised. Demon Bar doesn't look half-bad, considering last night it looked like something out of a war movie. ”They sure fixed this place up fast,” I observe as I take a seat.
”The vamps did it. They have nothing better to do during the day,” he replies.
”Hmph. Well, at least they're good for something.” I frown, not bothering to hide my disdain. If pure demons were our parents and grandparents, demions our brothers and sisters, witches our wise aunts and sirens our s.e.xy cousins, the vampires are the crazy loser uncles no one wants to have over at the holidays. Unable to access the Source of Energy themselves, they have to survive by stealing the energy of others-mainly humans, as demions would put up too much of a fight. And since they never get the proper nutrition, they're always weak...nothing more than shallow bodies with a permanent, almost unbearable stench.
”Gyan! You're alive!” My heart lifts when I see the bartender come around the corner. I'd figured he was a goner for sure.
He smirks and instantly vanishes before my eyes, only to magically re-appear a second later. When he sees the astonished look on my face, he laughs. ”You didn't know I was a Vaporans?”
I shake my head. Truth is, after Cody was killed, I hadn't ever really spoken to his ginger-haired replacement other than to order my nightly drinks. Cody had been a magical eunuch, and for some reason I just figured Gyan would be defective as well.
”I vapored the second I saw the fireb.a.l.l.s flying,” he continues with small frown. ”Hid out in the back until the coast was clear. Not exactly brave, I know. But hey, better a live coward than a dead hero-that's what I always say.” He places two large gla.s.ses of Energy mixed with vodka in front of me and hands Bones a shot of pure green elixir with a beer chaser.
”Smart man,” Bones says. ”So what's the body count?”
”Sixteen of ours, twenty five of theirs. Rough estimate, since most everyone ashed up right away. We had to make do with eyewitness accounts.”
”Really? That's all?” I'm flabbergasted. I'd thought for sure there'd be more. Dozens, at least. There'd been at least two hundred patrons inside Demon Bar last night when we were attacked.