The Witch With No Name
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And then it began to collapse.
No! I screamed. It would not end like this. It would not!
Hold it open, Rachel! Al shouted in my thoughts, and then suddenly I wasnt alone. The demons. The demons had come!
Streaks of half-heard emotion flowed past me into the new, still-fragile bubble of thought, etching ley lines with the footprints of their mind as they dove into the new reality, cementing into place new lines to keep it alive.
What? What have you done? the Goddess exclaimed, all our thoughts as one for this moment of time. And then Newt pounced, wrapping the Goddess and her mystics up in the smut that polluted the ever-after. Holding tight to it, she dove into the new reality sparkling in our joined thoughts.
I staggered as the balance shifted. Bis floundered, his emotion back-winging in fear as the pull became too great. Like a great rushing wind it rolled our minds to the abyss, drawing us in as well. Newt! I called, and then with the sudden parting of a leaf from a tree, the connection broke. I was alone.
My thoughts hit a wall, and reeling, I took a huge breath, trying to figure out what had happened. Real air sucked deep into me, and I coughed out stardust.
Bis! I called, but he was with me, his tail wrapped about me and his thoughts twining with mine. New ley lines glittered in our shared mind, singing in perfect balance. The new reality was safe. There were lines again!
The echo of my voice died . . . and nothing rose to replace it. It was silent, and the hush of dust settling whispered over me. My neck hurt, and I shivered in the dark as I looked up to the stars through the gaping hole in the churchs ceiling. There was a new hole in the floor, too. Newt and the Goddess were gone. The mystics, gone. The demonsgone.
Gone? No, I whispered, voice raspy as I looked for Al. I couldnt see him, and I fumbled, falling when I tried to get up. Bis took to the air, landing in front of me with his glowing eyes down in sorrow. Theyd thrown themselves into the new reality to balance it out with their smut. It wasnt fair, damn it! Id worked so hard. It wasnt fair! I couldnt leave them to that hell. Not again! Not now!
Ivy? Ivy! Nina cried out, the sound harsh. I was alone, and it hurt.
I collapsed, groaning as I hit the floor. A second crash sounded against my ears, painful and loud. No, dont, I moaned as something hit me, and then I was pulled away, rocked as warm arms held me, soft words tried to pull me back, telling me to never leave, to stay with him always.
Ivy, wake up! Please, dont close your eyes. Look at me! Nina begged, and I managed to open my eyes to see her bending over Ivy. She shook in fear, but her pain-induced savagery was gone, and the first feelings of success began to overshadow my guilt from failure. Al. Newt. What had it all been for?
Im okay, I whispered, and Trent gasped, holding me so tight I couldnt breathe. I patted his back, smiling as Ivys eyes opened. They flashed black, then spun back to her normal brown as she found Nina. The glow of their auras was clear, mixing but not, there but unseen. I could see it, but it faded even as I watched.
Ivy began to cry in joy, and she sat up and held Ninas face with her hands as she tried to see past her tears. Your soul is so beautiful, she sobbed, and they kissed, clinging to each other as if theyd been apart for years and years. But maybe thats the way it felt. I smiled. It was good. It was just.
But the demons were gone. Newt, Al. All of them. And it hurt.
Are you sure youre okay? Trent said, and I nodded, grief for the demons welling even as I was happy for Ivy. Id wanted to do so much more. The demons. The familiars in the ever-after. There just hadnt been time.
Of course my itchy witch is okay, Al said, and my head jerked up in the new glow of a handheld lantern to find him bending over us, expression wry. Bis was on his shoulder looking proud and exhausted. Hed broken the lines. The two worlds had collided. We had survived? Where is the Goddess? Rachel is a pus bucket full of miracles, the demon added, eyes rolling. Thank you, Bis. I dont know these new lines yet.
Youre here! I exclaimed, then hunched into myself, coughing to get rid of the last stardust. Als light spell glittered with the clarity of a new sun, almost rivaling the demons good mood. He was here, his smut was gone, and his magic glowed with an amazing beauty. I thought you were sucked into the new reality!
We were. Al set his glowing lamp on the pool table and extended a thick, ruddy hand to haul me to my feet. I felt his strength meet my shaking hand and I rose from Trents arms as if being pulled from the water. It was the only way to get everyone across, he muttered, as if embarrassed.
But . . . I wavered on my feet, scuffing the bits of ceiling laying upon the floor.
Al grinned wickedly and yanked Trent up as well, the fast motion sending Bis to one of the remaining ceiling supports. You saw us etch the lines to fasten it to reality, didnt you? You think they only go one way? Stand up. Fix your hair. My God, you still havent learned how to dress yourself.
But you were trapped, I mumbled, listing to the right until Trent slipped an arm around my waist. He was grinning. Id never seen him do that before. Ever. All of you! Newt and the Goddess! Fear slid through me and I looked at the hole in the ceiling. She knows where I am.
Dont worry about her. Als eye twitched. Newt . . .
His words trailed off and his head bowed. Gone? I echoed, looking over the church as if I might see her, praying I would. She became, didnt she. Newt . . . I couldnt say it. There was no way that Newt could survive that. She was gone, both Newt and the Goddess destroyed as they became something new. Perhaps it was fitting. Perhaps . . . But I just felt as if Id lost someone tied to me in more ways than Id ever know.
Jenks hummed before us, hands on his hips. Someone better tell me what happened or Im going to stick my sword into all of you!
I think, Trent said as he lifted me to sit on the edge of the pool table beside Als light, that Rachel made a new ever-after and the demons etched new ley lines to keep it from collapsing.
And Newt became the new Goddess, I whispered, tingles coming from where Trent still held me, refusing to let go. I couldnt help but wonder how the demons and elves would handle that: The Goddess was a demon?
Trent frowned in consideration as he figured that one out, but Al was clearly pleased, making me think this might be the only way that the demons pride would allow them to begin to forget. Im going to have my hands full explaining this, Trent said, and I could see him already planning his next speech.
Perhaps. I played with the tips of hisears, and he jumped, his startled eyes meeting mine as I smiled. But theyre going to listen to you now. Ill help. It will be easy.
Easy, he muttered, reddening as he took my fingertips and kissed them.
Must you do that where I can see? Al harrumphed, but it was all show. Its a damn small reality, but far more stable than the one we sang into existence last time. Dali did a last sweep before the collapse, but we might have to let the familiars go. He winked, putting a finger to his nose. Just not enough room for them, the undead souls, and whatever gargoyles had been clinging to the memory of their past.
And youre not trapped there, I whispered, knowing it was true when he smiled.
No. Never again, but we have a place to beif we wish. Have you tasted the lines? he asked, and I shook my head, eyes widening as I reached out a thought and found them, glittering and silver, like pure thought shining in the night. Newt became the elven Goddess? It couldnt be, and I looked over the church as if expecting her to pop in and tell me everything was fine.
But she didnt.
Im sorry, Newt, I breathed, then wavered as my sight seemed to darken at the edges. My heart pounded, and I felt light-headed.
Ivy had stood, Nina beside her holding the grace only the undead possessed, but I saw a new gentleness to it, and I knew why tears still spilled from Ivys eyes and she refused to let go of Ninas hand even as she gave me a grateful hug.
Thank you, she whispered, and I couldnt speak as vampire incense spilled over me. Beaming, I gave her a squeeze, a tingling warmth rising through me when I pulled Nina in so I could hold them both at the same time. Nina remembered why she lovedshe alone among the undead remembered. She was at peace, and the curse spawned by the hatred between the elves and the demons could be broken. Ivy was no longer afraid to live. I wouldve done this all for that alone, and my throat closed up as the two of them pulled away, new hope in their eyes.
It was over, and a heavy lassitude began to seep into me. Can we go home? I whispered, and Al harrumphed, probably remembering he didnt have one anymore.
Trent scooped me up, holding me as he smiled. You are done, Rachel Morgan. You hear me? No more.
Yeah, Rache. Let someone else save the world once in a while, Jenks said as he darted into the air, chasing Bis out through the ceiling and to the graveyard. Limping, Ivy and Nina headed for the front door, and Al gallantly gestured for us to go before him.
Reaching up, I slid my fingers through Trents hair and pulled him to me for a very satisfying and well-deserved kiss. He was smiling when our lips parted, and I beamed up at him as Al grumbled for us to hurry up, happy with the world. Right, I said, eyeing Trents lips and wondering how long it would take to get back to his place. What are the chances of that, Mr. Kalamack? We just renewed the source of magic. You dont think someones going to want an interview?
He laughed, making me feel loved, but my peace came from more than that. Id gotten Al back, and he was proud of me, even if trusting the elves was going to be as hard as hating them. Id freed all the demons so as to be sun and shadow both once again. Id proved to Ivy that she was worth being loved, and that would spread through the vampires like a springs thaw, changing them forever. And though it meant nothing to anyone but me, Id brought a new understanding between Trent and Ellasbeth, because children should have the chance to be loved by those who love themalways and no matter what.
Trent, though, was mine, and my head fell against him as he carried me through the ruins of the church to see if his helicopter had survived. No one would ever take that away, not the demons, the elves, or even the Goddess herself.
Because for all the changes, some things were immutable truths: friendship transcends all barriers, understanding trumps fear, and great power can always be surmounted by determination. And with Trent, Al, Ivy, and Jenks beside me, we had all three.
I always had.
Chapter 31
The sound of baying dogs over the happy chatter outside the pavilion tent held power over me even now, and I shivered at the thread of adrenaline. Feeling it through my hands, Red blew out, telling me to chill. Smiling, I gave her mane a tug, fiddling with the gold ribbons Id been arranging. I was fine. I was more than fine. It was going to be a fabulous evening, one that I had planned and waited forif I could just get these Turn-blasted ribbons to lay right.
Easy, Red, I soothed, and she flicked an ear at someones laugh, clear over the hissing lanterns hanging from the high supports. She didnt like the people sitting in the rows of white chairs where she would usually crop grass and roll to rub out the itchiness of a long ride. She didnt like the ribbons Id plaited in her mane. She didnt like that Id blackened her hooves, and she really didnt like my dress, swishing in the clean straw and trimmed in open lace. It was admittedly too white and too long to be suitable for riding, but thats what I was going to wear, and she would behave.
Just a few hours, I coaxed, popping my cupped hand against her shoulder when she threatened to pull out the ribbons she could reach. The old horse snorted, ribbons forgotten at the unexpected sound, and I held her head to me and took solace in her horsy smell, still there despite the bath and brushing. A few hours ago the pavilion had been frantic with last-minute details and rushing about. It was just Red and me now, waiting until almost the end, and the soothing gray of sunset was nice. I really didnt have much of a part to play, but I wouldnt have missed it for anything.
Reds ears flicked, her body young under a youth charm, but her mind old and tempered. If she was tensing, there was a reason, and I let go, turning to where the white cloth billowed, showing the wedding guests assembled amid fire pots and torches just now starting to give off light, but Red was looking the other way.
Mom! Ray whispered, and my eyes widened as she came in the back of the temporary pavilion. Have you seen my spelling cap?
I dropped Reds head, aghast as I ran to close the billowing curtains before anyone could see Ray. What are you doing here? I exclaimed, almost whispering it. You should be lost in the woods by now! Elven weddings. Id had no idea they were so complex. No wonder Ellasbeth had wanted a church wedding.
I had it this afternoon. Ray swooped about in her lacy wedding dress, and I halted, blinking fast so I wouldnt tear up. She had no idea how beautiful she was with her dark hair piled atop her head and her color high in worry. I went to put it on, and it wasnt there. I think Jumokes kids are hiding it.
Ray . . .