Wrath of Flames (Book 2 of the Spirit Guide Saga)

Wrath of Flames (Book two of the Spirit Guide Saga)

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Copyright 2014 H. Lee Morgan

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Chapter 1

So caught up in recent events plaguing the mind neither the Fire Elemental or the Enchantress realized just how stormy the outside world had become. That all came to an end as a sheet of rain nearly soaked them to the bone by just stepping a foot outside their room. Immediately they hurried back inside and slammed the door. Rainin’ cats and dogs out there! Kanade brushed her front before any water truly soaked through. Her southern belle accent made him smirk before shaking her shoulder length metallic blue hair and wings. Should have had Floa use her translocation before leavin’.

Too late now. Ethan turned up the heat, making his lightly tan skin redden as he stepped closer and steamed the moisture from them both. Kanade’s loving golden irises softened in gratitude.

I’ll grab the umbrella. She said and moved to the corner of their nightstand where there stood a tall metal bucket etched with mystical runes and held a pair of umbrellas, one much larger than the other. Kanade grasped the larger golf umbrella for quite obvious reasons. She was far from a normal human woman. If standing at just over eight feet without shoes wasn’t abnormal enough, she had huge vibrant blue wings that lay tucked against her back. The topmost joints peeked over her shoulder and stood yet another six inches above the top of her head. Outstretched from tip to tip her wings were thirty feet wide and tucked, were six inches from dragging on the ground.

Ethan stood transfixed as she plucked the umbrella out of its container, marveling intensely and with reverence as he always does when seeing her move. Aside from her greater than human size, she was clearly feminine. She had an hourglass, curvaceous figure that filled him with a burning desire no other had ever elicited in his entire life, even before dying once. She was soft and fit all at the same time and was beyond fair in complexion. Her skin was alabaster white, like freshly fallen snow, but it had a unique quality no other woman could naturally attain. Her skin literally glittered in even the faintest lights like millions of tiny clear gems.

As she smirked he knew she was reading his mind and knew how much she was admired. I don’t deserve her. He thought.

She spun and locked her gaze with his. Course not. Kanade teased. But you got me nonetheless.

Ethan chuckled. And I’m eternally grateful.

My Angel, She began softly, her voice dainty and like velvet that should sound coming from a woman of maybe five foot, but she pulled it off easily. The reference of ‘Angel’ in her species is reserved only for lovers. To think Kanade an angel would be wrong. Angels in recent religion were exaggerated myth. In reality they are Spirit Guides who ferry departed souls to Spirit World for the rest of eternity. ‘Angels’ in their society are considered spouses, husband and wife as that only happens when they find their soul mate. Kanade found her soul mate in Ethan. are you sure you still wish to leave and not wait for the rains to slack? You’ve just regained consciousness an hour ago.

The Enchantress sensed his thoughts shift slightly from the immense love he had for her into a touch of guilt and sadness. I need to get out, Kanade. I must. A little rain won’t stop me and others have been worried after I was injured.

If Ethan’s love for his woman was strong, Kanade knew hers was unbreakable. She stared down at her soul mate in a long sleeved shirt and jeans that were tight and stretched over a muscular body. Auburn hair nearly brushed his own shoulders while a short beard was just enough scruff that it wasn’t grungy. She loved his old world look, but it was his expressive grey eyes that had her weak in the knees. Desire the likes she never felt before filled every pore, sinew and aching bone for him. A craving that could never be sated. It went beyond physical needs, like his body, it is his mind so possessive of her she could never get enough of. It had been days since they were of one body and her needs for him were intense, but as she read him it lessened. Deep sadness squeezed his heart. Almost imperceptibly she nodded. At this time of year rains can go all day long.

Yeah, we’re in Scotland, not Florida. He chuckled. I’m still trying to assimilate to the weather in this part of the world… Recognizing how she held herself had him saying Angel, I need to stretch my legs. I’ve been out for three days and my joints are sore.

Alright. I’ll stop acting like an old dog too tired to chase the mailman. She made him smile, knowing he liked many of her adages.

Together they approached the solid metal door and he took the umbrella like a gentleman and opened it quickly, spreading the wide canvas barrier in an instant before another rush of freezing rain rushed to chill a person to their very soul. The wide canopy easily deflected the torrent at just past the noon hour and lifted it to usher his true love beneath. She especially hated having her wings drenched for long periods and offered another heart racing smile. Before he could turn and shut the door, she snapped her fingers and they sparked a quick blue from magic and the door slammed shut all on its own. Show off. He teased and relished in her dainty laugh as she wove an arm under his to walk down the stone stairs without slipping.

The old path from the First House to where they lived and worked was well over an hour away on foot and less traveled compared to other trails that spread over the lush landscape. It would have taken just minutes for Kanade to fly, but she doesn’t like doing so in the rain without a good reason. Still, she felt it was an intimate time between them in the rain. It made them huddle under the canopy so the downpour didn’t soak. A fine mist brushed them though.

After a few minutes she couldn’t suppress a shudder from the cold and began to warm all of a sudden. She naturally gazed down and realized her shiver was more than intended as Ethan felt it and used his ability to warm the very air around them. Her senses stretched and spoke of what he had done. Darlin’, you’ve never done this before. She said.

Celestia taught me this trick once. He admitted. I had to release and contain heat in a specific area. Right now it’s about ninety degrees around us. I’m blocking heat from dissipating between us. I know how you hate the cold.

I do. Her full, sinful lips curled at each corners. It is good my husband is so very warm… Darlin’, I’ve missed hearin’ your voice and havin’ you awake.

Three days… Asleep for three days. He thought. I know it must have been hard on you seeing me like that.

Unbearable is not even a word close enough to scratch the surface. She wiped away tears with her free hand before they had a chance to escape and run free. The worst was not hearin’ your clear thoughts. I’ve been doin’ it so much it is instinctive to me after these months since we became one. It was like livin’ on pure mountain water for so long and bein’ forced to drink city. I had you, but couldn’t enjoy the purity of your mind. It takes power to read thoughts and see memories. In your comatose condition…if I hadn’t resisted it would have done worse damage. It was all my fault.

Stop beating yourself up. Even Floa said if you didn’t do what you did that arrow’s Demon Energy would have killed me. You saved me four times now.

Four? This stumped her. The waterworks were halted as the days of misery were put on hold. I do not remember any other times.

Let me clarify then. He had to continue walking faster than normal for her legs were longer and so was her stride, but he adjusted the umbrella slightly as it was also the arm she clutched like a locked clamp welded in place. Kanade wasn’t letting go anytime soon, especially since he kept her nice and warm. "First was the day the 7UP truck turned me into road-kill. You were there, the only one who could see me and interact while they actually shoveled my remains off the street. You saved my spirit when hundreds of Demons came out of nowhere when they caught wind of my scent. Second was when Torment’s chains in Spirit World grabbed hold and you alone didn’t hesitate to jump over the desk to keep it from sucking me in. Third and most importantly to me was when I discovered you were the new Enchantress here at the First House. I was crushed after Fate shoved me in this meat-suit and didn’t know how you effected me till you told me we were soul mates. You saved me from my own misery. He rubbed his left shoulder which held the umbrella and her arm. And before I lost complete awareness in battle I barely remember something chilly and comfortable surge suddenly in my body which made all the pain go away. Just like you holding me right now. I know if you weren’t here keeping me grounded I’d be doubled over and curled in a corner after what happened to Storm-shadow." His eyes fell as memories of his first real friend at this House started filling his mind.

You needn’t be. Came a deep voice that had both Ethan and Kanade scream in fright.

The rain slacked, but as it did they saw a giant stallion, black as midnight step closer, completely soaked. Sad blue eyes took the pair in as the most ancient of all steeds stepped out alone from a meadow. It was none other than Pegasus himself. Huge wings shook off the oversaturation and he stopped several feet away. Pegasus looked much like a Clydesdale, just bigger and nothing but muscle. Gold rope hung around his neck as a necklace which displayed a sparkling diamond as large as a man’s fist.

Your Highness! Ethan and Kanade squeaked at the exact same time and bowed quickly.

Rise, Foals. Neither of you need to be soaked too. He said sadly, but still rang with pride and command.

Ethan gave a look to Kanade and with unspoken or thought they approached. She reluctantly let go and he lifted the canopy higher so as to at least bring the king’s head beneath. "You’re highness, I meant no disrespect. Storm was my best friend and it’s all my faulty… Without Kanade’s touch and standing before the father of Storm-shadow who was also in grieving Ethan would be unable to speak around the lump lodged in his throat. he died. He gave his life saving mine."

"It was not your fault, Mr. Volorum. Pegasus clarified. The fault laid in the Dragon who took his leg and the Elf who shot you. My colt did what he felt right and did so with honor to the very end. I watched his final moments through the recordings. Not even I could have come out unscathed against the Demon Lord which nipped at his hooves. He was your companion and if not for your aversion of water, you would have scarified yourself for him as well. You both carried a strong bond that renewed my faith in what we fight for."

I don’t deserve your kindness, Your Majesty. If I had not been traumatized and felt I’d drown again…

Pegasus pressed his huge, wet head gently against Ethan’s and closed his blue eyes. The Fire Elemental stopped mumbling long enough to hear "I mourn for my colt, Fire-thrower, but not in that he died. His death is what made you do as you did which saved many, many lives. His loss is irreplaceable, but he found new life with you as a companion. Storm-shadow was long tired of living and killing Kelpies and has existed centuries without truly living. He was the only Pegesai in the Earth realm born to bond with a champion of fire. He long gave up hope of finding a connection others of the herd have, many having multiple riders. In the four months with you, he lived more than the centuries he had alone. Do not mourn his death for he is still existing in Spirit World thanks to your efforts. So were many souls that were not consumed during the chaos of battle. Take heart in the knowledge I give you now. Pegasus drew back to look closely at the two of them and offered a sincere smile of gratitude. My colt now gallops in the Fields of Rest within Spirit World. Kanade smiled and beamed in joy at hearing this. He grazes on the most lush grasses and has reunited with his family who waited for him. For this I am happy, but sad I will not race alongside his flanks till the day Odin loses his immortality. For like him, I cannot die till the Spirit King tells us it is time to finally join those we have lost in our long lives."

Still, if I knew I could do what I did…

"Hindsight will do no good to what is. Pegasus commented. Such will only dishonor my colt’s sacrifice which allows you, and through your deeds, others to continue living. No one knew you had such an ability, but it came alive when it was needed most. Lives you will see many times are cut short. It never gets easier, but that means you made bonds which will never go away. So long as a Demon doesn’t destroy the soul there is always a chance to reunite in Spirit World."

But what about Star-bolt? If I knew Kanade died I know I wouldn’t be far behind. She’s my angel and I know Storm and Star-bolt were soul mates and are in just as much love. Hell, they had weekly date nights after a thousand years together and I saw the unrelenting love they have for one another.

Ethan’s words had Pegasus’ large gaze turn. Enchantress, have you not told him?

Told me what?

Kanade hugged her arms beneath her breasts. Your Highness, I hadn’t gotten that far in all my angel has missed out on since his injury. Her gaze altered to her true love. Star-bolt lives for another now. I learned when Tattoo and Queen Gra visited you and they told me she carries new life. Before she could see a healer to stave off pregnancy for a few years it was found she was already pregnant. She lives only for their baby…

And will die as soon as she delivers. Pegasus said. Ethan was shocked. I can see how long one has to live.

Like a Kitsune? Ethan asked after remembering the nine tailed Tokala.

Pegasus raised his head and gave a side look. He still nodded his large face. Some of immense power can see how long one will live. I am one of them. I looked at my step-mare and no longer is her lifespan indefinite. Part of her is gone and the moment the foal separates from her womb her spirit will leave. Nothing can be done so speak not of this. I confide in the two of you and the other house leaders only so the shock will not be so severe. When she passes to be with her love I will rear the foal in her stead. Swear to me that none will spread. Not even Star-bolt knows she is going to pass on in thirteen months.

Swearing within Order was almost unbreakable and once one’s word is given it cannot be taken back. A person’s honor and reputation was not taken lightly here. Ethan wiped his eyes and said I promise I’ll not speak of this. While Kanade twanged You have my word. And for a Spirit Guide it was irreversible. Their kind cannot lie at all.

Lord Pegasus, might I ask what you are doing out here in the rain? The Elemental inquired.

To be alone and mourn. It was just a coincidence we met. I had no idea you found your hooves again. This meadow is where I come to be alone. As for the rain, it suits my mood well. Now off with you both, many are eager to know you are well. He dismissed them both and turned around to disappear back into the rain which picked up and made it seem the stallion vanished.

The winged beauty reclaimed her man’s muscular arm and drew him close for a hug where his face fell in the curve of her neck while hers lay atop his head. She felt him shake with emotion for a few seconds before he pulled back. You feel better. It wasn’t a question, but he nodded anyway. See, it wasn’t your fault if even Pegasus can see his son isn’t truly dead.

Alive without mortal coil.

Precisely. She leaned in and he met her soft kiss with one of his own. No more sufferin’ or pain, least of all in the Fields of Rest.

I love you, Kanade. You know that right. He smiled finally in relief as tension melted off.

Wouldn’t mind hearin’ it again.

I love you, Kanade. You know that right. He repeated.

Kanade threw her head back and laughed hard enough for her wings to flutter. I hope to never get used to hearin’ those words or how happy they make me feel. She turned and began walking away to leave the king of the herds alone for now. Say it again.

Your wish is my command, My Angel.

She beamed and they walked on for another half hour till the rain came to an end for now, but she didn’t let go of possession of his left arm even after the umbrella was shaken loose of water, tied up and laid over a shoulder. Along the way, those who enjoyed the sky bath took notice of them walking down the trail. It wasn’t hard to figure Kanade out, particularly with her vibrant wings or who escorted her.

Cool moisture saturated the vast acreage the First House owned. Orderly forests, sprawling grasslands, vibrant lakes and rolling hills made for a rather natural and beautiful landscape all manner of creatures enjoy to the upmost. The rain had finally stopped pouring upon them, but to the south and west more sheets fell and not a ray of sunshine pierced thick black clouds. Fifteen minutes away sprawled the massive castle over a mile wide surrounded by a moat that could be considered a river if not for it being built upon a slight hill. Large trees grew from the roof as a protected nursery for children, especially Nymph seedlings to grow in safety.

Angel, they come. Kanade sighed and thought, Well there goes my monopoly on my man. I guess it is to be expected after the last impression he made.

He could tell she was upset by the slight setting of her pouting lower lip as a group of ten Centaur, half man and horse, and a dozen or so blue skinned Ogres came over with bright smiles. We’ll excuse ourselves if my headache gets any worse.

Good plan. She agreed as they came to a stop when recognizing the lead Centaur as none other than their ancient leader Collu. A ten foot tall being of muscle with a pair of curved swords peeking from either shoulder and two long claymores crossed over his horse half’s spine which was chestnut in color. A thick brown beard lay braided over a sculpted bare chest without an ounce of fat. Other Centaur stallions were nearly as impressive, some wearing shirts while the white mares all wore shirts to cover their breasts or had drapes over their horse halves like a woman would wear a flattering dress.

Ho Ethan! Collu called loudly as he galloped.

A Centaur runner though had orders from his leader and she had separated to rush towards the castle and raced through the nearest hall which was the Ogre area, soaked her muddy hooves in a bucket to rid herself of mud and grass, wiped them on a towel where someone by the portcullis offered her one and ran hard and fast till being forced to slow in the main hall and not trample where most of the house gathered to stay out of the rain and enjoy the company of friends and family. She panted as she raced close and was glad most of the leaders remained by their table after the noon meal was finished not too long ago. She called Your Majesties!

Heads turned from Odin the All Father, Mia the Centaur queen an wife of Collu, Crait the Naga high Champion, Chille the Pixie princess, Kiroq the general of the Gargoyles, Morom the Chief Magistrate of Ogres with his Nymph wife Edda in her favorite place on his lap, while Tattoo stopped clapping as High Wizard Merlin was doing a handstand in his wooden throne and wore a cheeky grin. The runner came to a halt as Odin stood gripping Gungnir, a slightly golden lance seven and a half feet tall with a barbed blade that had taken countless enemies to their grave. What is it, Lass?

The mare Centaur gave a hasty bow and said He is awake! there was no need to say whom as that much was clear.

Little did she know Merlin snagged the remote from Morom which controlled the camera that is used to switch all the televisions in the hall to speak of special announcements the house leaders have and her words echoed in a suddenly silent hall.

There you are! Floa suddenly appeared above the table and fluttered in her four inch height in front of her husband to be. "I’ve been all over, Odin! Ethan’s awake and is on the way and tell me why you left Blossom with your assistant after giving her fermented nectar? You know damn well she’s too young and is tormenting the poor Ogress. It took an hour to burn off her energy."

Odin simply grinned. "Our daughter wanted to try her mother’s favorite nectar and before I could stop her she drank half of a bowl. I had to get away. She was more than I and our other daughter Elise could control. Now where is the Lad? His lone blue eyes turned back to the runner and noticed a large group running for the Ogre hall and got his answer. Never mind." He hefted his spear and went to walk away.

"And just where do you think you are going? Floa flit her tiny green body right in front of him, forcing him to pause. Nuh Uh, we have other places to be, Lover. We need to talk." Before he could react she clapped her hands and both disappeared.

Oooh, what I wouldn’t give to be a fly on that wall… oh wait! Merlin’s wild eyes and maniacal grin split wider. I can! he made a swift gesture as the tips of each index finger began glowing with spirit energy so fast that the spell couldn’t be duplicated and one moment there was a lean, almost skinny man in his mid forties and the next buzzed a fruit fly which zipped a way to go eavesdrop on a dispute that caught his fancy.

Kiroq, Tattoo turned his manual wheelchair to the tanned skinned Gargoyle and his black eyes met pink. can you please do crowd control. If Ethan just woke up he’ll be pushing himself to see how everyone is doing and we both have felt Merlin’s tricks and suffered the effects of his magic… and Kanade’s is heaps more potent. He needs to move unimpeded.

The large Gargoyle flexed thick leathery wings and spoke in a deep guttural language. I was planning just that. He leapt and took off through the air.

ENOUGH! Collu ordered as a swarm charged down the hall cheering. His deep voice had them slowing as he stood protectively in front of Ethan and Kanade as the other Centaurs acted as a barrier which protected them. Kiroq landed in the open space the escorts had made so neither could be lost in the approaching swarm. The Gargoyle couldn’t hold back a laugh at Ethan’s completely dumbfounded expression. If you thought you were the center of attention before when the House first learned a Fire Elemental joined our ranks, think again, Pup. Kiroq laughed and scratched his naked chest. After what you did, you joined the ranks of the elite.

I… I… I… Ethan stuttered as his wide grey eyes took in the rapidly filling Ogre hallway with some running up stairs that lead to many rooms, just to get a better vantage. Hundreds of tiny Pixies were popping in and fluttering above, waving their little hands. Centaurs, Nagai, Nymph, Ogres, Casters, Humans, a few Gargoyles and an assortment of other rare and exotic creatures he hadn’t seen before cheered to the point of deafening. If not for the space Collu and his subjects offered with their very bodies he’d feel more suffocated. Some women were hugging and crying while others shook hands, or in other cases claws. Apparently bets were made, but never had Ethan seen the calm and even tempered beings show such happiness.

Lord Kiroq, Kanade spoke as her man was incapable of speech. Ethan just doesn’t fully understand what he has done to make everyone act like this.

The five foot tall Gargoyle smiled with thick canines glistening in the light given off by Phoenix feathers encased in an orb of protective glass in braziers all throughout the house’s halls. You are a hero, Pup and a great many have been worried for you. Through your actions at the battle, not a single house in the entire world has been attacked once in these three days. And as word spread of the Fire Elemental is aligned with Order, Demon activity all across the globe has nearly come to a grinding halt with many of them acting as they should for the first time than most can ever remember. Only our house has waited to celebrate and tonight you are our most honored.

Oh hell no! Ethan backed up a step. Forget it. I…

Believe me when I say this, Ethan. Kiroq had to speak up over the noise of the crowd. You do not wish to decline what our house has looked forward to doing for you. And it is not just for you. It is for each of them just as much. You don’t need to talk to anyone, but just walk and wave. All leaders and those with power must do it at some point in their lives. After tonight’s celebration things will settle down. It is the expectations the house has that has made them so lively.

Well, just as long as I don’t have to give any speeches. He scratched his head absently.

No, you don’t. Just seeing you awake after your near fatal injury is cause for celebration enough. His pointed ears twitched as he spun. Collu? Do something about this noise will you!

Collu gave a gesture to one of his master swordsmen and the man pulled a twisted ram’s horn out and pressed it to his lips to blow. ‘Tarooo’ it sounded deep and loud over the cheering. The sound rushed through the entire room, quickly making silence in its passing. Many around Ethan sighed almost as loudly as he did. Now hear me! the Centaur leader stomped a hoof on the polished floor and had all eyes turn to him. You all forget your manners! Be off and make ready for an overdue celebration. Tonight we feast, frolic and celebrate the lives of those we lost and are in paradise! Do not crowd the Elemental! Show proper courtesy or leave.

With that resolute command the room began to chatter while disbursing. When enough had gone to not feel suffocated, Collu turned with a smile while gazing outside. Good thing you requested we go inside, Ethan. It’s raining again.

Yes, thank you. Kanade still held onto her man’s arm while turning so she could look too, since her wing wasn’t see-through and made a blind spot.

So what are your current plans? Kiroq asked.

Kanade and I need to go find Star-bolt and check on my team and she wants me checked out by the healers for a clean bill of health. We need to see about certain… issues that have made themselves aware.

Move! Came a familiar reptilian voice. There he is! Ethan!

Heads and attention turned to a group of five individuals fighting their way through the tide of people hurrying to ready for tonight’s banquette. Leading them was the six and a half foot tall Naga Blademaster Blake. His bare chest showed off a white underbelly while the rest of him was different shades of brown scales. As usual hung a katana to either hip with a leather baldric crossing a wide sternum which held up a broadsword. His three thick clawed fingers and thumb were gently pushing people aside and his long tail wasn’t trampled over to Ethan’s surprise. Flanking either side was a nearly naked girl named Nell, a Nymph, wearing a wooden brassiere with intricate carvings and a vine woven thong which covered the most important parts. Dark evergreen hair hung loose down her back. Pale alabaster flesh glowed almost ghostly as her bare feet quickly kept her from getting run over. Strapped over her was a quiver of arrows along with a Dragon’s horn bow. Beside her was her soul mate, a blue skinned, silver haired Ogre with a five inch ivory horn curving up from the center of his forehead. Hooked at his hip was Zaxis, a club that was crafted to look to be made from wood, but was a specially made weapon of solid metal. Behind them almost half jogged the most powerful Witch of the house, a Scottish spell caster named Kira wearing a classy dress and heels. She was undoubtedly beautiful, but after betraying Ethan and getting sent on and Incubi hunt, had changed and no longer flaunted herself, but didn’t hide her beauty either. And following behind Kira was Ellen, the tallest member of the team at over eight feet high. She was a Centaur of great beauty with dirty blonde hair. She had just one sword on her, a claymore, but each one of them were all deadly warriors in their own right.

Collu and his men realized who they were immediately, especially Ellen Quiethoof as she was the liaison for the Centaur herds.

Blake came right up, smiling a mouthful of small pointy teeth all less than a quarter inch long. But when he got a better look his smooth stride faltered and nearly tripped. Speckled, slit brown and golden eyes narrowed as he sized up the man who stood before him. His suspicious nature kicked in and his hands went to his katanas, drawling both from black sheathes faster than a blink of an eye. He leapt and placed the edges in a scissor’s fashion to his neck, crossing the blades, but only Kanade screamed, Ethan held still and was remarkably calm.

Sheathe your weapon’s, Nagai! Kiroq ordered with a growl.

Instead Ethan held up a forestalling hand. It’s alright. If he wanted to kill me, I’d be dead, especially in my weakened condition.

Who are you? Blake hissed.

Ethan answered calmly. What does my scent tell you?

The Blademaster’s forked tongue lapped the air, before closing distance and licking just the tips against his bearded cheek. The swords held still just keeping enough pressure not to break the skin. Those slit eyes blinked in confusion. But how is this possible? Your scent is true, but you cannot be my pupil.

I’m turning around now. Ethan warned a second before doing it. Blake took the pressure off his neck, but not away as he stopped and lifted his brown and reddish hair to reveal a tattoo of a Nagai’s handprint inside an eye with crossed swords put on the nape of his neck.

Blake stepped back out of shock, not realizing how tense everyone was. Both swords dropped and lost their bloodthirsty stance. "How is this possible?"

What is the matter with you! Kanade shrieked and wrapped her wings protectively around herself and her soul mate.

I would like to know myself why you’d draw blades against your commanding officer. Tattoo demanded calmly as he rolled up being pushed by Princess Chille warily taking it all in.

Go ahead, Blake. You were first to notice. Ethan allowed.

The Naga sheathed his weapons as quickly as they were freed and rather asked the one in question directly. What has been done to you, Ethan? I was your trainer for four months. Near each day we were together. I likely know a person’s body better than they do and yours has changed too drastically.

Changed? Nell asked as she peeked over her husband’s blue shoulder and took a closer look, realizing it next. By the Sacred Groves! She gasped. "You’ve grown! What…!"

Sonofabitch! She’s right! Magnus voiced.

Grown? Kiroq stepped between the tense Nagai and the Elemental. "I see it now. Ethan, your statistics said you were six foot. For a human in their thirtieth year you should have stopped, but you are clearly much taller than six."

Kanade pulled her wings back as Ethan touched her arm and thought It’s alright, My Angel. He looked at everyone staring, all seeing it for themselves. Yeah, Kanade measured me after I found my clothes tighter and my feet are cramping in my boots. Before the battle I was six foot three and during the three days I was out… I grew another five. I’m six foot eight now. I thought the soreness I felt after waking up was because I was unconscious, but a long walk usually helps. Instead all my joints are throbbing right now and I have one hell of a headache. I think growing so fast is why I feel so weak and sore.

Tattoo had heard enough. Ethan, proceed to the medical wing immediately.

Why? Can’t it wait till after I see Star-bolt? I need to see her after… his voice closed and none needed to hear more to know the contexts of that train of thought.

"I’m afraid Star-bolt isn’t taking any visitors at the moment and Gra won’t let anyone else see her, likely not even you. Right now my only concern is for your health. Five inches growth in three days is unnatural, even in our line of work. And judging by your wife’s pensive expression Ethan glanced and saw worry etched in her beautiful appearance. not even she knows how this has come about. Best to be safe and find there isn’t a curse and wait too long and find we were too late to have it lifted. If it is magic in origin, it could do anything. The dangers are greater than I’m willing to allow. As your Specialist superior, this is an order. I just hope that arrow the Elf shot you with wasn’t spelled. It could be why you were still alive."

No, there was no magic in it. Morgane Le Fay said as she joined the conversation, coming as soon as she heard from the nearest television when the runner spoke of his awakened state. I personally scanned the arrow and in it was the full Demonic life force of an Elf. Nothing more.

All looked at her elegant appearance in a flowing green dress which highlighted her long, curly red hair and emerald eyes. Ethan though had to ask What does that mean? the High Witch as it seemed he was the only one with confusion and not be shocked in place.

Simply put, She began with her ever present calming demeanor. "that the owner of the arrow in which Kanade removed from your shoulder, had saw you enough of a threat in the battle to give every shred of Demon Energy in his whole body, meaning his very immortal life, into the arrow at the moment of release. That is the most desperate a Demon can get, give everything to also take down its enemy. For we who use Spirit Energy, just a little will kill a Demon if we hit it’s weakness. The same is done if they hit us.

It didn’t matter where it would hit with that much power. Morgane continued. "A single nick that breaks the skin would kill each and every one of us who are listening… Aside for Kanade and you apparently. Ethan’s jaw dropped. Yes, you survived what would kill us a hundred times over without hitting a major organ.

Love, you took the arrow in your shoulder and it was lodged deep in the bone…

So I took a full dose when a drop would…

Quite bloody so. The experienced Witch validated. As to your increased physique, I believe and share Tattoo’s concerns. Tattoo, please allow me to personally discover what is occurring within your subordinate. I will be the best at discovering the extent of Ethan’s condition, stop it or even reverse what has happened.

Do so then, Morgane. I’ll leave him in your capable hands. Tattoo lifted a knuckle and one of the inked spiders pulled from the flesh, scurried around to the palm of his hand and held it up. Please take my spider so I can have a part of me in there.

Not even the slightest hesitation occurred to Morgane, as if giving a realistic spider that came out of a tattoo was a daily occurrence. She put a finger down and it climbed up her wrist, arm and held position on her shoulder. Many women cringed, Kanade included. Ethan, if you would kindly come with me?

What about Kanade and my team?

I’ll agree to your wife, but your team will have to wait outside in the waiting room. She allowed.

We accept those conditions. Blake voiced when he knew his former student about to object. But allow me to escort you, Lady Morgane.

The High Witch smiled and held out her hand which the Blademaster took and she wrapped an arm around his.

Ethan pulled Kanade from her reeling mind trying to make sense of everything by interlocking his fingers with hers. Let’s go. She nodded and walked beside him, hearing the other leaders conversing in hushed tones. He though gestured with his head for Nell, Kira, Magnus and Ellen to come along and none hesitated. They all quickly caught up to Blake, Morgane and the Elemental asked How did you all do? Magnus, what is with the bandage on your neck? he asked when the gauze showed in his shirt’s collar.

Magnus’ blue hand touched the wound and Nell smiled lovingly. A lucky hit from a Ghoul carrying a sword covered in salt. The sword was a graze, but you know purified salt is like acid when mixed with my blood. If it had been a true strike I’d have had to pull back from the line and had a chunk of flesh cut out before the salt ate its way down into my body… forgive our master, he is grateful to see you alive and well. We all are. We all spent many hours with you, Floa and Kanade. Vina wants to see Panther again.

After the most recent experiences, Ethan smiled. You are all welcome over at any time if you’re in our neck of the woods.

As are you and Kanade at our place, but tell Dress so you don’t come in with my legs wrapped around my husband. Nell chipped in.

Ditto. Kanade boldly winked.

Ha! I finally put a chip in that prudish shell of yours, Girl. The Nymph crowed. Before we know it you’ll find sex isn’t something to be seen as scandalous. It’s marvelous for exercise and fulfilling. Too bad your kind isn’t aroused by anyone other than your soul mate. We could have had fun together. This time Kanade blushed in full and the tension blanketing them lifted, especially as Ethan was just as red from embarrassment.

Magnus, does her propositioning another ever shock you? Ethan asked quietly to the six foot tall Ogre.

He near jumped out of his skin as the hugely muscled man billowed a laugh from deep in his belly. Hardly. Nymphs are highly promiscuous, Nell especially. Magnus spoke normally since he hid nothing and his wife smiled her pearly whites. "She doesn’t find males as attractive after we had our first romp and her eyes changed from green to brown, but she loves women, especially bringing them to our grove so I don’t feel left out. I just let her do her thing and it makes her happy. Ethan, if you ever reach our ages you find yourself looking back and laughing at how innocent we see you and your mate. Human society has hurt you more than helped. They can show murder on TV, but show a pair of naked breasts and people get all uptight. And sex, we all are products of it. How else would we be alive? I do not like killing, but people will be more accepting of it than finding out Nell sleeps with her biological sisters almost as much as me. He smirked at Ethan’s expression. That’s what I’m talking about right there. Society says that is immoral, but for my wife and other Nymphs, it is just another day of fun and excitement. Human’s cannot understand an immortal’s rampant desire to make love…"

But I can. Ethan said.

Magnus flicked a few strands of silver hair behind his shoulder. "Your eyes tell me you do. Just take my advice, Kid, sex isn’t bad. It is one of the few and pure pleasures that any being can have or experience. Talking about sex isn’t going to make anyone here think any less of you. In fact, talking about it makes us laugh and enjoy each other’s company. We all have done it and I guarantee once you and Kanade start loosening up about it, Nell and Floa will quit teasing you."

Don’t count on it! Nell piped.

Great, six months of torture. Kira sighed.

What six months? Ellen asked as her arms were crossed under her ample bosom.

Kira realized all were now interested. "Oh, I’ve begun the cleansing ritual and I can’t even masturbate for six whole months. Right now I’m fine, but I know I’ll get over what the Incubi did to me and really want a man in my life. I have to have six months of clean celibacy before I can invoke runes throughout these next few months to find my soul mate or see a picture of what he or she will look like."

"She?" Ethan asked out of simple curiosity.

Aye. Kira admitted. Some soul mates are of the same sex. Only Spirit Guides always take on mates of the opposite sex, but mother told me my tendencies will likely make my true love a male. I like women, but men more.

Well said, Child. Morgane inserted herself. Ethan, Magnus is correct. I too can look back and laugh at how innocent I was when I first met Merlin. Before the Medieval era I was raised to believe sex a sin if spoken, but now it is easy to slip in a comment of Merlin’s prowess or how lovely it would be to see Lady Kanade in all her glory. As long as the comments are tasteful or in good humor, you needn’t be shy.

I’ll take it under advisement. And in his head he thought Maybe one day, but for now I’m still going to be me. My sex life is no ones damn business.

From the corner of his eye he noticed Kanade giving a sideways glance and agreed with his personal thought with the slightest nods.

Blake took the opportunity to say Ethan, I apologize for my actions.

No need. Really. You could have been more patient, but I didn’t see any killing intent in your eyes after you realized my differences.

The Naga smirked with lipless lips and showed a slight amount of tiny teeth. Only a student of mine would have seen the difference.

They made it to the main hall where many were coming out and putting up decorations, but unlike before, all who looked now simply smiled or waved in Ethan’s direction. Each of them were allowed to head straight to the elevators Kira pressed and all of them entered the spacious crate to head up.

Chapter 2

The elevator went ‘Ding’ as it reached the second floor where the medical wing stretched far and wide. Ethan knew that this place was heavily shielded by magic so only Pixie Translocation powers or entering via elevators or stairs could be accessed. Emergency personnel were always at the ready whether the issue was physical or mystical in nature and there was little that couldn’t be saved from. Also some magic would allow any elevator throughout the castle to appear once the emergency button is pressed and arrive instantly. It made for swift and timely treatment. Many on staff were Witches or surgeons, especially Pixies who’s smaller hands were excellent for operations.

Kanade blinked and said It is quieter than before.

All thanks to your husband’s efforts. Morgane Le Fay smiled as she stepped out first. There have been so few attacks since the battle that those who could be saved, have. Most over in that line are for minor injuries. She pointed a hundred feet away where a short line of patents were being seen to promptly. Behind the High Witch though was a wide desk where waited dozens of doctors and nurses behind computers ready to pull up a patient’s records and treat that much more quickly. Behind them was Dressor.

Impressive! Ethan commented.

We have the finest healers and technology in the entire world. You may believe all Order does is fight, but there are different specialties in this house. You are of the warriors while I am of the healers and teachers. When time permits, I come here to use my talents to heal. Thanks to you, I’ve never heard this ward so quiet after a breach. Morgane’s dress swirled around her as she turned around and glided right up to the desk and held out a hand without saying a word. An Amazon woman passed a tablet over, much like what was given to Ethan and Kanade. Morgane’s slender fingers touched the screen and moved a few things around before saying to the older looking, but still fit Amazon. I’m going to take the thirteenth examination room. See to it I’m not disturbed.

Very well, Lady Morgane… You are seeing the entire team coming up behind you?

Not at all. Her British accent didn’t look away from the screen. Just Ethan Volorum. His team will wait in the waiting area.

We’ll be right out here if you need us. Ellen said as her hooves clopped on the shiny tile floor. The team gave Ethan encouraging looks before following her to a spacious lounge filled with TV’s and thousands of books lining the shelves. Ethan felt that the area was a cozy place and offered plenty of distractions to keep people from worrying too much. He also watched Magnus go to a desk so they could look at his shoulder.

This way you two. Morgane said and her soft footfalls were much quieter than his and Kanade’s.

She led down a few easy hallways to navigate till reaching an enormous door twenty feet high and ten wide. Ethan still struggled to come to grips at just how large everything is just so everyone can be accommodated. Morgane Le Fay pressed down on a silver square which read ‘Open’ and the door slid into the doorframe with barely a hiss.

A sheet covered table inside the room turned out to be an exam bed, but was large for all kinds of creatures to be placed upon. The room had a clean, slightly citrusy scent, not the pungent disinfectant kind hospitals use. A pair of large seats and a bed sat over in a corner. Ethan felt his heart clench as it looked a lot like what Storm-shadow laid on in his room with Star-bolt. To one side had a large, clear glass case filled with medicines and potions which were easy to distinguish as many glowed all manner of colors. Behind the exam table was a large dome while above glowed a bright light that left almost no shadows anywhere. In the back of the room were several high tech machines along with a microscope and many other tools a doctor may have need of. Then the door shut behind him without making a sound. Ethan, be a dear and flick the red light switch.

Simple enough. He did it and looked around, but concluded the light over the door opener was on and meant it was occupied.

Now please take off all your clothes and any jewelry you have on. She said without looking up from the screen.

Kanade nodded for him to do so when she saw nothing sexual in the High Witch’s actions. She was seeing him as a patient and nothing more, but Ethan said But I cannot take these off. He lifted his wrists to show off the bands which translated every language and known writing into what he perceived as English.

He’s correct. It will take a week for me to strip the enchantments I’ve placed so he can speak any language. Kanade said.

Are they only for translation? Morgane asked. There’s no tracking spells or protections? Anything like that?

Only translation and they resize to the owner. It is why the bracelets are not any tighter than they’ve ever been before. It is a good thing for I didn’t fathom him growing.

Then as long as we do not speak to activate the runes the processes will not be corrupted. She sat down the computer and opened a few drawers to withdraw two vials, a syringe and an cleaning swab.

Meanwhile Ethan stripped to the buff and sighed as he took his boots off. Blessed relief. He said.

Then don’t put them on again if they hurt, Darlin’. She folded his clothes and bit her bottom lip as she found it hard not getting aroused. Three days without him made her hunger much stronger, but it was worry for him that kept her from tearing off all her clothes and taking him right then and there.

Alright, now hold still while I take some blood samples. Morgane said and his vascular system didn’t even need to be halted. She stuck it right in the vein with no troubles from her patient and was glad he didn’t have an aversion to needles. Blood rushed in the vials easily and was over just as fast. She wiped the puncture and blinked when it didn’t continue to bleed.

The face she made had him say I always clotted fast.

Gathered that from the scars on your back and from the needle. She said and turned to look at Kanade blushing like an apple. Love, your man isn’t the only one who likes it a little rough. Merlin’s back would look much worse than Ethan’s if I didn’t use my healing potions. Would you like some for him?

This man Ethan pointed to himself. likes his back just the way it is. If she removed my scars without me aware, I know just how to make her give me more. He rumbled proudly while one hand covered his genitalia.

Ah so you are one of those. Morgane nodded as if it all made sense now.

One of what? He asked in confusion as she got up and poured a single vial into one of her machines.

Those who are proud their mate marked them. More of the aggressive species, especially among the males, show wounds inflicted by their women as a badge of honor. I’m just surprised Kanade can wound you.

Probably because it hurts so good. He decided and Kanade blushed again and loved how she worried her bottom lip and fanned her face with her hand.

Hmmm. Well, while your blood is analyzed, crawl into the middle of the table and lay flat on your back, arms at your sides and legs stretched. Get comfortable, Love. The thorough scan will take a few minutes.

In the buff, Ethan crawled in and laid flat to stare up at the set of bright lights and tried not thinking about anything. Morgane snapped her fingers which glowed a soft green and the circular dome over thirty feet across moved by the arm which could be maneuvered into place by hand if one didn’t have magic.

A thought popped into Morgane’s head and she turned to the Enchantress. Kanade, do you think you could inscribe the Total Silence rune on the dome so we may speak. I haven’t the power above a standard silence. I do not like worrisome quiet and it is eating you up, Love.

Let me look at the runes already in place from your last Enchanter. She sat her man’s clothes down in a chair and approached the clear glass Ethan smiled at her from behind. It was so tender and loving, her spirits lifted. Kanade’s sparkling eyes took in the inscriptions and how it melded together for whoever was enclosed within. Her mind went to work and spent the next ten silent minutes deciding just how to make no two spells counter each other. I believe I can add it to the Serenity rune without infringin’ on the Tranquil one while linkin’ them so they activate in unison. Kanade reached forward and placed a lone finger on an area of smooth glass that lay untouched and her normal golden eyes, black pupil and whites glowed with an immense blue which meant she was going to use an enormous amount of power which would make the rune permanent rather than be used up after several uses and need to be reapplied. Only Spirit Guides had the power to make permanent spells upon objects. The tip of her finger glowed a bright bluish white and the smooth section of glass was etched into by her near limitless Spirit Energy. The strokes were quick and the intricate rune of Total Silence was burned into it. Her eyes returned to normal once she was finished. She nodded to both people.

I’ll activate it and see if it works. Morgane Le Fay made a quick gesture with a glowing finger and four runes began to burn an off-white. Ethan, can you hear me?

No, but I can read your lips.

One way sound? Morgane asked and hid her lips behind her hand. Kanade, don’t react to what I’m about to say. I need to see if he’s lying. The much taller woman dipped her chin. Ethan? How about a three way with me? The Enchantress’s eyes bulged, but Ethan showed no sign he heard. Her hand went down and she said He would have reacted at that for sure. Kanade, I wasn’t serious. Now Ethan, lay back and rest and try not to move. She spoke slowly so he could read her lips and he laid down. Program will now begin.

All the runes began glowing, filling the room with a soft hum. Then there came a sudden beeping from her tablet. Perfect timing. The blood results are in…

Lady Morgane, what is wrong? Kanade said as she noticed the normally calm and collected woman go rigid.

I need to sit down. She announced and held her forehead as she walked to the back and nearly collapsed into an adjustable seat. Morgane breathed slow and deep with her eyes closed. In a more collected tone she said "Out of my