Issue # 12- A Shattered Clasp

A Shattered Clasp

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“What the hell!?” the youngest of the clan Rayvenwing spits out as blood pours down over his lips. His eyes ignite with magic, aquamarine gems illuminated with shadow realm power.

“Do not think to turn our ancestral power back at me Erick,” Mikel warns as the young sorcerer glares up at his cousin.

Ebony brows drawn down into a deep V on Mikel`s face push the dark haired man to his feet, his glowing hand dashing at the sticky blood covering his mouth.”That was to garner your attention,” Mikel hisses tugging the missive from Vestra from inside his leather.”It`s addressed to your father.”

“You missed his place by a realm or two Mike!”

“I want you to tell me why Vestra wishes to speak to Romane,” Mikel states watching his cousin`s reaction carefully, his gaze as sharp as the bird now upon the Guardians shoulder.”Don`t try to lie either Erick or I WILL know. Why does the eldest sister want you so damn badly?”

Erick drags the sleeve of his coat under his nose before casting a healing spell on himself. When the blood begins to clot only then does he toss his cousin a‘You know me’ expression.

“Okay, she MAY be looking for me because of Deria.”

“Deria?” Mikel inquires crossing his arms over his chest as Erick settles his ass to the Rover`s hood.”Deria is still a child. A white vestal dragon.”

“Not anymore,” Erick admits trying to look sheepish and failing miserably. Mikel stands speechless in the snow.

“You slept with a vestal white dragon?”

“Oh don`t look at me like that!” Erick huffs tossing a finger out to point at Mikel.”YOU slept with a dragon mistress!”

Mikel shakes his head strongly.” That was in the confines of an arranged engagement. Do you know the ramifications of what you`ve done!? Sleeping with a virginal dragon sworn to a chosen dragon male! No wonder you hide amid the fairies and elves,” Mikel spits out with disgust.

“Hey she was willing!! And who the hell are you to look down at me?” Erick fires back, eyes shimmering once more.” I`m not the one stuck in this piss-ant human realm because I couldn`t keep my hands off…”

“Tread carefully. Family or not I will put a sacred round into your vacuum of a head should you mention her,” Mikel growls deeply. “Get in the car.”

“Like hell!” Erick argues loudly.”I`m taking my chances just being here talking to you!”

“Get-in-the-car-now. I have need of you and if you say another word in protest I WILL give this missive to Dante and he`ll deliver it to your father. You have three options as I see it cousin. Romane, death by evisceration or me. Choose wisely.”

“Hmmm, that`s a toughie. Let me think!” Erick snarls storming around the Rover to sling the large passenger door open then throw himself inside. Mikel ignores the middle finger held to the windshield by the pouting young sorcerer.