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- Authors: Shayne Silvers
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The gnarled oak desk quivered as a subsonic blast shook the entire room.
I flinched involuntarily, my drink tinkling lightly between my long
fingertips as the lights flickered. I blinked eyelids that seemed to weigh a
ton. What the hell was that? Had I been asleep? I couldn’t remember the
last few moments. Perhaps I had been drinking more than I thought. Indie
must have already abandoned me for bed because she wasn’t beside me.
And where was Dean? Or Mallory for that matter? Surely they had heard
the sound. Felt the sound. The hair on my arms was sticking straight up in
response to my sudden adrenaline spike.
Then I heard the scream. Like someone was being skinned alive.
I bolted from the leather chair in my father’s old office — now my
office — at Chateau Falco. Another distant blast shook the foundation of
the house as I darted out the door and onto the landing that overlooked the
first floor. Before I could move any further, a fiery comet suddenly
screamed through the second floor stained glass window, barely missing my
skull before it crashed through the banister beside me and into an adjacent
room. The furniture inside instantly caught fire with a hungry whoomp.
Dust and debris filled the air as I looked up to see the remnants of the
window crash to the marble floor, shattering into a billion pieces that looked
like a detonation of Fruity Pebbles. The cloying stench of smoke instantly
filled my ancestral home as it began to burn.
Fast.
More screams and shouts raged through the night amidst a barrage of
gunfire and explosions as I crouched, trying to ascertain where the sounds
originated. After all, it was a huge fucking house. Seventeen thousand
square feet was a lot of space to search. The single scream I had first heard
didn’t give me any time to check on Indie, Dean, or Mallory. Someone was
dying, right now, his or her scream full of tortured anguish. My home was
under assault, by what sounded to be the combined efforts of the Four
Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
Unforgiveable.
I briefly entertained what I would do to the prick that dared attack my
ancestral home. Then I was running, formulating plans and discarding them
just as fast, drawing the magical energy that constantly filled the air around
me into a protective cloak. The energy that most people didn’t believe
existed.
But I was a wizard. Special. A Freak, as some called us.
I could see magical energy. Feel it. Taste it. Hold it.
And use it…
To dish out all sorts of hell when I felt so inclined.
And oh, did I feel so inclined right about now.
As I raced past empty room after empty room, aged paintings seemed
to grimace in distaste at my lack of protection… as if I was the ultimate
embodiment of failure for a once powerful family. I grunted, shrugging off
the pain of those looks. It was my imagination. They weren’t really
disappointed in me. They weren’t even real. After all, I had instantly
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