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Elect II—18 Spring Break, part 3 of 3

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The women left the bodies of the men to their fate.  Those bodies would have just slowed them down.  When they were ready, they vacated the ledge at the top of the hill and rode hard down the hill.  Immediately, Melissa’s alarm went off.  It was a perfect imitation of a car alarm and made all those different annoying sounds.  But the orcs who decided against direct confrontation were not against hiding in the bushes and pelting the troop with arrows.

Jessica happened to turn her head so the arrow just scratched across her cheek.  Two elves were wounded, one in the arm where she held her shield and one in the leg just below her shield.  Most of the arrows fell short or hit the shields the women had pulled out against just this possibility.  ab-war-elf-4Emily’s horse took an arrow behind the saddle, but it did not penetrate deep and soon fell out on its own.  Fortunately, the horse did not balk.  It ran with the rest as hard as it could.

When the women got out of range and the alarm died down, they paused only long enough to examine their wounds.  The bloody one was Jessica’s cheek, but a bandage was about all they could do.  The bandage would turn red, but soon stop the bleeding.  The one most seriously injured was the elf with the arrow in her arm, but she broke off the shaft of the arrow and looked at her Captain with determination etched through the pain.

“Ride,” the elf said, and Riverbend, who was barely holding to her own horse did not argue.  They rode, perhaps not all out, but at a swift pace all along that valley.  Twice more they heard Melissa’s alarm, but they did not stop.  They rode through and saw no more arrows.  And they saw no more orcs until evening, just at sunset.

The trees were already back to normal.  The light was pure and untainted with the darkness.  Sara and some others hoped they were out of it, but Riverbend knew better even if no one else did.  Sure enough, there was a line of orcs directly in their path, and that line was three thick.  The whole troop came to a halt some distance away.

ab-war-wo-3“No way around,” Riverbend said.  The river to their right was too fast and deep, and the trees to their left would give them no chance of outrunning the enemy.  Emily did not pause.

“Wounded to the rear.  Everyone else form up like two sides of a triangle behind me.  We poke a hole to ride through.  Protect the wounded.”  To be sure, the line was ragged and would get more so once they started to ride, but the idea was there.

“Lances everyone,” Riverbend yelled.  “Tuck them tight under your arms and shields up.”

Emily began to trot, Riverbend beside her.  They all had fairy weave helmets since Jessica took that arrow in the face.  No doubt they looked as formidable as they could be.  The enemy began to shoot some arrows when they were still out of range, and there was some yelling and shoving among the orcs.  But then the women were in full charge mode, spears pointed forward like needles deadlier than any arrow.  Some orcs began to back away.

ab-war-elves-1Then they were within range.

Fifty arrows came at them all at once, followed by fifty more.  Some of the first fell short and some of the second overshot their targets.  But some struck hard on.  Many of the arrows were stopped by helmets, shields and armor, but a few penetrated.  Two horses went down, but the elf with an arrow in her leg reached down and picked up one of the elves without stopping.  Mindy was a bit more difficult.  Arwen had to slow considerably to bring her aboard.  Then they had to catch up, but by then Emily and Riverbend reached the enemy line and the orcs scattered, or died.  The hole was plenty wide when Arwen and Mindy went through last, and they were free.

Two hundred yards on and they stopped.  The orcs were not following them and there were wounded.  Just about everyone was hurt, or had an arrow somewhere.  The Kevlar proved effective, but not entirely so.  Melissa had an arrow in her thigh.  Maria had one in her side not unlike the one Jessica took all those ages ago in the gym.  At least that was how it felt apart from ab-war-wom-1the pain.  Mindy likely had a concussion to match Amina’s.  Jessica’s cheek was bleeding badly again, and Emily was sure her hand was broken this time.  Even Sara took an arrow, in her foot, but she was more embarrassed by it than otherwise.

They left two dead elves on the field, and Emily started the tears.  The elves cried with them, and then Sara started the hugging.  It was not long, though, before they all vanished from that place and found themselves in a courtyard of the castle where little ones of every shape and size stood ready with stretchers and elf medicine that Maria the healer and Emily the would-be nurse wished they knew how to make.

 

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Once the Amazons were settled in the hospital, all in the same ward, Zoe came to visit them.  “At least none of you got killed,” she said with a smile.  Several of the women moaned.  “And I thank zoe-1you for retrieving the apples.  That was one of the things my elves could not retrieve.” she added as she turned to Amina.  “Any idea who the mysterious goddess might be?”

Amina started to shake her head, but it hurt so she said, “No.”  And it was a sad little no.

Zoe smiled again.  “Cheer up.  I have every confidence you will solve my mystery soon enough.  Now get well.  You still have a whole week of spring break.  No reason why you shouldn’t spend it here.”

Zoe left.  Nurses came and changed bandages and gave pills, just like back home.  Then they were told to rest, but Hilde, who had said nothing that whole time finally spoke up.

“So tell me again why I am doing this?”

“You said in Israel you would be doing the same thing,’ Greta said, seriously.  Several of the women looked at Greta like she had a loose screw, but Jessica remembered she was a psychology major.  She probably had several loose screws.

“Can you think of any better training?”  Emily asked

ac-sarah-3“I am not expecting Israel to be attacked by orcs anytime soon,” Hilde responded sharply.

“I don’t see why not,” Sara spoke up.  “Everyone else wants to attack Israel.”

Hilde nodded and pointed at the Priestess.  “One point for you.”

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On the following Saturday the women sat around in the great hall where the dwarf lady, Ms Biggabut brought in some new treats for the buffet table and stayed to tend to what was already there.  Riverbend and a few of her troop sat with them.  Maria remarked that the week was far better than a trip to Florida if she did not gain a hundred pounds.  She meant it as a compliment.

Ms Biggabut shook her head.  “Young girls eat like birds.”  They all smiled

“Better than Disneyland,” Jessica commented.

“Disneyworld,” Mindy corrected the Californian.

“And Six Flags put together,” Maria added.

ac-sarah-a1Heads were nodding in agreement when Sara came in dressed only in a bikini.  Natasha was the one who verbalized the “Wow.”  They had only seen the Priestess in frumpy head to toe clothing, sometimes with a minister’s collar.  This was a sight, and in fact Sara was very good looking, if not beautiful.

“Who would have thunk it?” Jessica said.

“Are you girls going swimming today?  The mermaids said they would come up the river after lunch.”  Sara looked down, like she, herself, was a bit embarrassed by what little she was wearing.

“Paul should see you dressed like that,” Emily said with a little impish grin that she was learning to imitate from being in such close quarters to the real thing.

Sara shook her head when a golden fairy came in the door and fluttered right up to her.  “Are we ready?” the fairy asked.  “You look remarkably lovely.”

The women all knew that voice.  It was Commander Falcon.

Sara nodded and the fairy sprinkled her with some proverbial fairy dust.  Sara rose up into the air and followed the fairy out of the room in flight.

“Paul is going to be so jealous,” Maria decided.

“She better stay away from Brinkman,” Jessica decided something else.

“Robert could not handle my little bit of magic.  No way he could handle all this,” Melissa sighed.

“Bill would be freaking out, too,” Mindy responded.

ab-bigabut“I would like a boyfriend.”  It was Arwen, the elf who spoke up.

“I got mine,” Riverbend said with the biggest grin of all.

They all stopped when they heard the sharp crack of Ms Biggabut’s cooking spoon on the buffet table.  “Boyfriends,” the old dwarf said through her frown.  “All you get with them is the three Hs, heartaches, headaches and husbands, and husbands are usually the reason for the first two.”  She cracked her spoon sharply once more when Amina spoke up.

“I think I am going to go out on another date.”

“Got anyone in mind?” Jessica asked.

Elect II—18 Spring Break, part 2 of 3

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Come the morning, the Amzons helped with the horses as much as they could.  It still took a good hour after breakfast before they were ready.  Then Riverbend felt it was important to say something.

“I know you may be feeling rather stiff,” she spoke to the humans.  “But the cure is to ride some more, to loosen up the muscles.  We will be moving fast.  Please try hard to keep up.  We won’t leave anyone behind, but the faster we get in, the faster we get out to safety.”

Emily looked at her crew.  The head nods suggested they were as ready as they would ever be.  They started out at a walk, but soon were trotting and preparing to gallop.  Half of the human women were already bouncing like bobble-heads in the back window of a pick-up.  Emily would have been bouncing too if she did not have the strength in her legs to grip hard.  She doubted they would get far without someone falling off, but Riverbend leaned over and whispered.

ab-war-running-2“A little magic has them glued to their saddles.  Ready?”  Without warning they broke into a clearing and let the horses run flat out.

Emily kept her mouth closed when they slowed down for the next little set of woods.  She had bit her tongue, so contented herself with a look around.  These woods were more open to the sky than the ones they wound through at the beginning.  There was more room between trees, yet somehow these woods were darker.  Emily’s eyes went several times to the sky, but she saw no smoke to block the sun, much less rain clouds, yet there was an eerie darkness that surrounded them all.

They rode all out again before they began to climb up into some hills.  On the way, both elf and human alike turned up their noses at the sewer smell that came from a small stream.

“The land is changing,” Riverbend admitted.  “To suit the orcs that live here.”

“Alice?”  Emily asked.  She could say that much.

Riverbend nodded.  “Our Lady is good.  She bears no ill will.  She will let the orcs have it their way.”

Emily returned the nod as she began to see trees that were twisted and distorted like the orcs themselves.  “I might not be so gracious,” Emily said.

ab-war-rinning-1“None of us would,” Sara said, and Emily turned her head to see that Sara and her elf had pulled up to ride behind Emily.  Even as she looked, an arrow sank into Sara’s shepherd’s crook.

“Ride!” Emily reacted, and everyone kicked their horses to get up the hill as fast as they could while the two elves who served as rear guard turned in their saddles and fired several arrows in the general direction of the enemy.  Those who understood such things prayed it was only a hunting party, but when they topped the hill they saw they were surrounded by a hundred orcs.  The leader of the orcs had Jessica and Fiona trapped and held by the arms.  They were not going anywhere.  Emily turned in the saddle, saw the determination in the faces of her Amazons, and was proud of them, but she dismounted, and Captain Riverbend dismounted to walk with her.

Emily and Riverbend stopped some ten yards from the orc line, and Emily spoke.

“We are only here to retrieve the men.”

“And deprive me of my supper?”  The orc commander laughed and several orcs laughed with him.

“We might not kill you all, but we can certainly kill most of you,” Emily shouted.  She was banking on the orcs having some sense of self-preservation which might at least cause them to hesitate if it came to a fight.  But the orc leader just laughed louder, until an arrow appeared in his chest.  At the same time, arrows took out two of the orcs holding Fiona and Jessica.

Jessica did not hesitate to kick her other captor where he would feel it most.  As the orc went to his knees, she retrieved her WAK.

ab-war-elvesFiona was more deadly.  While her orc stared at his dead buddy, she whipped his own sword from its holder and raked it across the orc face.  Then she tapped Jessica and they ran for their horses that were nearby.  The orcs guarding the horses actually moved out of the way as they got busy.  Fifty fairies flew up and transformed into full sized warriors.

Emily stood transfixed, both fascinated and repulsed by the sudden barbaric gore that spilled out all around her.  Commander Falcon ran up and yelled for her attention.  “They did not buy our ruse.”  He fought off a brute and yelled again.  “Ride!”

Emily and Riverbend broke for their horses and both yelled the same word.  “Ride.”  The women grabbed their spears and held them like lances.  To be honest, it was mostly the elves who cut a clear path through the orc line.  Emily and Riverbend ended up in the rear, but they both pulled their swords and each took out one before they broke free.  Emily breathed.  She had been so scared and swung as she imagined so wildly, it was a wonder to her that she did not cut off her own horse’s head.  Riverbend breathed as well, but said nothing until they were all well clear of the battle.  Then she slid off her horse.  Her leg was badly cut and she was bleeding profusely.

Everyone dismounted for a rest.  “Only a moment,” Riverbend said through teeth closed tight against the pain.  Maria and Linnea were right there to lay on hands.  They stopped the bleeding, closed up the wound and relieved the pain, but neither could heal Riverbend completely, and she had lost a good bit of blood.

ab-war-river-2“Can you ride?”  Emily asked.  Riverbend looked uncertain.  “For David?”  Riverbend smiled and nodded.  She could do it for David.  “Good,” Emily said as she helped the elf to her feet and set her on her horse.  “I don’t want to lose you.  David would never forgive me.”  Riverbend smiled a bit more and they rode, slowly.  They were near their destination.

They arrived on the ledge of a tall hill where they could overlook the distant valley.  At the back of the ledge there was a cave.  Mindy suggested that it was likely the cave that lead to the door to the archives.  Jessica found Sergeant Valenko and two other men hanging upside down from the ceiling of the cave.  They were dead, their blood drained and hanging, no doubt, to tenderize the meat.

“No guards,” Riverbend noted as she slipped off her horse to sit for a minute in the cave entrance.

“Not true,” Mindy shouted as two dozen orcs came up the rise.  The women were cut off from escape and only had a short cliff with a cave at their backs.

“Form ranks!”  Emily commanded, and the Amazons grabbed their spears and began to form a line.  The Women of the Watch caught on quickly and added their spears to the line.  “Forward march!”  Emily shouted, and as the wall of spears began to move forward in unison, Sara raised her shepherds crook and yelled.  A blinding white light emanated from her being and caused the orcs to blink and back away.  Most of the orcs changed their minds about the fight.  They turned to rush back down the hill, but one big ogre, likely the one Emily kicked in the Archive room burst through the line.  It was badly cut and had two broken spears in its middle which it tore out.  It was far from dead, and several orcs followed it through the hole in the line before the women could close up ranks.

Jessica and Fiona had their bows and took out two of the orcs.  Riverbend pulled her sword again, but she could hardly lift it.  Emily faced the ogre and made her sword move left and right to distract and confuse the beast before she shoved the sword deep into the ogre’s chest.  It howled, but sheer anger and hatred kept it standing.  It looked paralyzed in its right arm, but it could still roar and reach for Riverbend.

ac-j-j-orcEmily slapped the ogre’s hand away from the elf and the ogre looked surprised that he felt the slap.  Then Emily punched the ogre in the eye while he was bending down toward the elf.  She knocked the ogre to the ground, but immediately regretted the decision.  It felt like her hand was broken.  “Damn!”  She got angry and jumped over the flailing beast.  Her knife finished the ogre, but when she stood she said again, “Damn!”

Maria came after a moment, and Linnea joined her after the two finished treating the others.  One elf had a broken arm.  Arwen and Mindy would have bruised faces for some time, and Mindy would have a bad black eye.  Amina might have a concussion and her elf had a deep cut on her arm from defending Amina.

It turned out Emily’s hand was not broken, but Maria said there were probably several cracks in the bones.  It took some effort to heal the hand, and then Maria was spent.  Linnea did not look too steady either.  “I hope we don’t run into any more,” Maria said as she put her hand to her forehead to wipe away the sweat.

“Hey, Emily,” Jessica called from the cave.

ac-j-j-orc-2“Majesty,” Fiona added her voice, and the two came out with a big bucket of apples.  One of the orcs was not quite dead.  It saw and it spoke even as it spit blood.

“Go ahead, elf.  Touch the apples.  Don’t you want to?  Human, try one.  They are delicious.”  Riverbend, Arwen, Mindy, Sara and Emily all shouted, “No!” at the same time.

“To so much as touch the apple, for a little one is death,” Linnea said.

“It is the apple of youth.  Jessica, it will make you young,” Mindy spoke at about the same time.

“But I am young,” Jessica said before she said, “oh.”  She remembered the apples might make her young enough to where she ceased to exist altogether.

The orc laughed like it was his last breath.  “We want no god over us, but we remember the rules,” it said and closed its eyes.

“How did you come to get these apples,” Fiona shouted at the orc.

The orc just laughed again and stopped moving.

“The goddess who will not show herself,” Amina said.  She threw her hands over her eyes as if she saw something she did not want to see.

Riverbend took a piece of fairy weave from her own clothes and laid it over top of the apples.  She attached it to the bucket and made it as thick as possible as a guard against temptation.  “But who can take this?” Riverbend asked.  “For elves it is impossible, and for humans it is irresistible.

ab-war-elf-1“Let me see,” Melissa stepped up.  She pulled her wand and focused on the bucket with the fairy weave cover, waved her wand over top, and shortly the whole thing smelled like the sewer stream they passed earlier.

Sara stepped up and held her nose as she picked up the bucket.  “I will take the bucket.  I am least likely to be tempted.  The last thing I want is to risk being a teenager again.”

No one argued as the priestess strapped the bucket to the back of her horse’s saddle.  Her elf helped and had one thing to say.  “My lady is very brave.”

“One more thing,” Melissa said, and she let her magic surround the group and float in and out between them.  “There.”  She took a deep breath.  “Now if there are orcs within bowshot, an alarm should sound.”  But then she was as worn out as Maria and feared she would be no help if the alarm went off.

“The valley below looks clear,” Riverbend spoke to Emily who came back out from the cave, still nursing her hand.  “We did not come that way for fear they would see us coming.”

Emily also tied a small satchel to the back of her horse’s saddle and nodded.  “But we skirt the edge and ride hard.”

“Second tree to the right and straight on until evening,” Riverbend nodded.

Elect II—18 Spring Break, part 1 of 3

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Eleven women followed Riverbend and stepped from this world to that world.  Fiona, the elf huntress was there along with eleven elf warriors, all women dressed in tall leather boots, skirts of fine chain mail and helmets that covered all but the eyes and mouth.  They carried swords, knives, spear-like lances, the inevitable bow, and wore soft green cloaks with the hood down overall.  They looked formidable, but the Amazons could hardly appreciate that fact.  They were all busy feeling sick, dizzy, and like they were dying or had already died.  Those feelings passed soon enough, but by then all eyes were turned to the tall and stately beauty of the woman who approached across the lawn of soft, green grass.  The elves dropped to their knees and lowered their eyes, but the Amazons hardly knew what to think.  Emily saw a golden light buzzing around the woman’s head, but before the woman arrived it vanished into her golden hair at the shoulder.

hween-alice-1“Welcome.”  The woman’s voice was as beautiful as her person, and what is more, she was framed by a perfectly blue sky and a magnificent castle which stood on a hill some distance away.  “I am sorry but there is nothing I can do about the transition between Earth and the Second Heavens.  Some find it rough, but the feeling passes.  Are we all here?”

Emily looked around and saw that the others were waiting for her to answer.  “Yes,” she said.  “All that are coming.”

“And it is all that were invited.”  The woman smiled and the smile was dazzling, warm and lovely.  “I hope you will have time to rest here. But I know the urgency of your task must come first.”

Jessica was feeling like she just moved from Earth to Oz.  The colors of Avalon were more colorful, somehow, than any of the colors back home.  In fact, back home was so drab by comparison she felt like she just went from black and white to color.  “The Good Witch of the North?”  Jessica could not hold back the words.

“Alice,” the woman introduced herself.  “And welcome to Wonderland.  This is the place for my little ones, where the spirits of the earth can come to rest from their labors.”

“In the Second heavens?”  Sara made her statement a question.

“Yes, Sara.  The first heaven is over the Earth as you know, and the third contains the throne of God, even as Uncle Paul wrote to the Corinthians.  There is paradise in the third heaven.  These second heavens are the place between.  Matter, energy, and even time work strangely here and it is layered like a fine French pastry so many think there are seven or more heavens here but it is really all one.”

“But—” Melissa started to speak, but Alice interrupted.

“Now, Melissa.  You above all know how Mister Hawkings postulated parallel universes.  This place does not qualify, exactly, but you surely grasp the concept.”  Alice waited for the next outburst, but the women fell silent so she spoke again.  “Well, Commander Falcon, what do you think?”

ac-war-falcon-1“I think they will likely all get killed,” A gruff male voice spoke as the golden light exited Alice’s shoulder.  It was a fairy and there were several gasps, and then several more when the fairy transformed into a full sized human.  He looked human too, with a bit of gray around his temples and in his beard, and without the pointed ears of the elves or any sign of wings; that is to say he looked ordinary if one did not count the fact that he was standing in full plate armor, golden in color and with a falcon symbol on his chest plate.

“Now Commander.  There are twenty-four of them and that is the Storyteller’s favorite number, and they will be twelve and twelve if David ever asks her.”

“As it may, my Lady.  These Women of the Watch might yet provoke a war, and as for the humans…”

“Pardon me,” Alice interrupted and stepped forward to tap each human woman gently on the forehead.  She spoke as she went.  “Normally I have no say over human affairs, but this way I may track you and recall you if you are injured or in serious trouble.”

Mindy stepped up after she was touched.  “But Zoe is a true goddess.  You could simply wipe out the rebels if you chose.”

Alice stopped and touched Emily last.  “Solve my mystery,” she said before she turned to Mindy.  “I am Alice, not Zoe right now, but as far as it goes, I believe I will let the priestess explain why Zoe holds back.”  And Alice vanished.  She simply was not there anymore.

Every eye turned on Sara, including the eyes of Commander Falcon.  Sara dropped her head and spoke slowly, but clearly.  “Because every person deserves a fair chance to repent and be forgiven.  We would not be here if the Most High wiped us out for turning our backs on him.”

“Enough.”  Commander Falcon shouted.  “Women, gather your horses and your charges.  We will create the agreed distraction, but you are on your own.”  Commander Falcon looked ready to leave, but he paused for a final word.  “Good luck,” he said and he changed back to his normal fairy size and flew off toward the castle with such speed he also appeared to vanish.

ab-war-wo-3The Amazons got swords, shields and spears of their own.  They got fairy weave clothing as well, a magical cloth that could be shaped and colored on command.  Emily told everyone to make the fairy weave into Kevlar-like vests.  She assumed the men had guns.  Sara made a long white dress and a white cloak with a fine hood instead, and the priestess would take nothing but her crook.  No one argued.

The horses were a bit of a problem.  Jessica had her own horse back home, of course, but of the others, only Sara and Melissa and the farm-girls Diane and Greta had ever ridden, and that was not much.  The rest were all city girls, more or less.  They had to force Detroit Natasha up on the beast.  The Watcher Women were assigned to ride one beside each Amazon.  Riverbend said it was to promote cohesion in the group, but she and Emily both knew it was so the elves could keep the Amazons in the saddle.

When they were finally ready, they turned their back on the distant castle and headed for the hills whose cliffs faced the sea.  Maria was the one who asked.  “What good is this?  We can’t ride our horses across the water, can we?”

“Wait,” the elf healer, Linnea who rode beside Maria spoke softly.  Maria waited, and when they passed through a gap in those hills, instead of being confronted with the sea, they found themselves on a grassy meadow that stretched into the distance for as far as they could see,

“The islands of Avalon can be reached without ever crossing the water,” Fiona explained to Jessica.  They were the hunters who rode out front, like scouts.  Jessica later said she understood completely, but none of the others understood at all except perhaps Melissa who talked about black holes and folded space and things that were even more confusing than the reality they experienced.

That afternoon they went to three or four different islands, or lands as Emily preferred to think of them.  Riverbend had explained that they were riding alongside but outside of orc territory.  In the morning, they would turn into orc lands and ride swiftly to the center where the men were.

ab-war-river-1“This way we may enter the land from an unexpected direction.  With that we might be able to get in and out before they notice and mount a defense.”

“Might,’ Emily responded.  “But what makes you think they aren’t watching us even now?”

Riverbend paused to look around.  “That may be, but in the morning Commander Falcon has proposed to intrude, however briefly, on orc land.  Our hope is he will draw all eyes to him while we dash for the center.”  Emily nodded.  She had no better suggestions.

“I would rather he draw all the spears to him,” Melissa said in her quiet voice from behind.  Emily and Riverbend turned their heads briefly and saw Melissa’s elf nodding her head without a word.

“You put those two quiet ones together,” Emily accused.  Riverbend just smiled in her elfish way.

“I won’t bite,” Sara said.

“Yes, Lady.”  That was all her elf would say except for the occasional, “No, Lady.”

Maria and Linnea were exchanging recipes for Gazpacho, whatever that was, so Mindy turned to her elf and spoke.  “My name is Mindy.”

“Yes, Mum.  I’m Arwen.  I was southern born myself, around Charleston.”  Mindy perked up.  But she would file that for later.  First she had some questions.

“So tell me how Lady Alice and Zoe could be the same person.”

“The Kairos has been reborn one hundred and twenty-one times right down since the beginning of history.  My father works in the Avalon history department.  Oh, but I am not supposed to talk about it.”

ab-war-mind-elf“Yes, I see.”  Mindy smiled.  “Interesting, though, how she can be Alice one minute and a person who lived and I suppose died thousands of years ago the next.”

“Oh, it is worse than that,” Arwen said.  “Lady Alice has not even been born yet.”

“What?”  That threw Mindy’s thoughts into confusion.

“Yes, she won’t be born for another fourteen or fifteen hundred years.  We aren’t quite sure, my father I mean, since it isn’t actually history yet.”

“She is from the future,” Amina spoke up from behind like it was an obvious fact.

“Holy Moly!”  Mindy wanted to swear.  “How does she do that?”

“Oh, I’m not supposed to talk about it,” Arwen said.  And that was the way their conversation went after that.  Mindy would ask questions and Arwen was not supposed to talk about it, with the occasional compliment that some of Mindy’s questions were tricky enough to almost be elf worthy.

When they stopped for the evening, they built a fire and laughed when they realized they knew some of the same jokes.  Linnea brought out some crackers as Fiona cut a deer for the fire.  Jessica watched as much deer cutting as she could tolerate.  Maria thought it was going to be a very slim meal until Linnea added some heated water to the crackers and they blossomed into full loaves of hot steaming, fresh baked bread.

“You know, though.  Laughing at humans is not encouraged,” Arwen admitted.

“Good to know,” Sara said, and there was silence for a time until Arwen stood up and told the story of the three dwarfs at the bottom of the well.  All present, elf and human alike, laughed so hard at the story, their sides hurt.  Even when they went to bed, there were occasional giggles that rose up here and there almost until sunrise.

Elect II—17 Closing the Door, part 3 of 3

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No one found any sign of orcs over the next week and a half.  No one found any spiders or ghouls either, so overall things were fairly quiet, if one did not count midterms.

ab-boston-libraryGertrude Pennyfeather from Boston, an elderly elect who was rich beyond reason, sent Lisa enough spare change to buy a whole new house.  Lisa accepted the help toward the hotel stays and for the repair of her house, but returned the rest.  Ms Pennyfeather sent it right back with a note saying, use it to help those youngsters, that college girl and the little black girl.  Emily was grateful.  Latasha and her mother were astounded.  Now Latasha had the money for college so she had to get good grades.

Courtney Chase, Channel 5, Eyewitness News caught up with Lisa at her house.  Lisa told Courtney they had to fight off alien monsters or maybe they were remodeling, the latter of which sounded reasonable by comparison.  It didn’t make the evening news despite the social media imagination of the guy at the pizza place.

Sara got a room in the campus center for a small celebration, Thursday night after midterms.  The whole tribe gathered, Greta and Hilde being fully healed by then, thanks mostly to Maria.  When Emily arrived last, her first words were, “Where are the boys?”

“Brinkman already left for spring break,” Jessica shouted across the room.

“Bill is still trying to figure out how the archives got fixed so perfectly,’ Mindy mumbled.  “And so am I.”

“I didn’t know we could invite guys,” Diane said.

“I left Paul to a night of legal briefs,” Sara admitted.

ac-riverbend-8Emily looked around and spied Melissa.  “What about Robert whom I never met?”

Amina took Emily’s arm and spoke softly.  “Melissa and Robert broke up.”

“Oh?”  Emily offered her sympathy through her eyes, but Melissa seemed okay with it.

“I was never a fan of girls night out,” Maria said.

“People.”  Sara raised her voice and tapped her shepherd’s crook against the table to get everyone’s attention.  “Before we all go wild on orange soda; I could use your help.”  That was unexpected.

“Priestess?”  Amina took her proper seat at the table and everyone slowly followed.  Emily was last again as she had to pace before she took the seat at the table head.

No one asked, “What is the matter?”  They all waited patiently until Sara spoke.  Sara only hesitated, not because it was unimportant, but because she knew it would take the rest of the night.  She took a deep breath and looked down at the table.  “It’s just, I never killed anyone before.”  It turned out she was not the only one struggling with that problem.

Jessica started with the hard line.  “Orcs are not people.”  But they ended with the understanding that orcs were people of a sort, or at least they were before they went into rebellion.  Jessica cried a little.

“But it all happened so fast,” Natasha said.  “There wasn’t time to think.”

“It was kill or be killed,” Hilde added and touched the place where her leg was cut.  But with that, Sara pointed out that they did have a choice and they all chose to live.

“It wasn’t like the rifles,” Diane said, referring to the orcs they faced on the parade ground.  “That was different, somehow.”

ac-sarah-3“That wasn’t personal,” Mindy said.

After a long conversation in which Sara offered most of the comfort and counseling, Sara spoke her own thoughts again.  “The thing is, I feel we have all been in denial.  We need to reach the point of acceptance to move forward.”

“Like grief,” Greta said.  She was the psychology major and everyone nodded.

“The thing is,” Emily spoke at last.  “This thing isn’t over.  We need to know that we can count on each other to do what must be done.”

The women looked at each other, and Jessica spoke first.  “I’m still in,” she said and placed her hands flat on the table.

“And me,” Maria added her hands, and the others all followed.

“We still have apples to find and a scroll with the recipe,” Amina said.

“And a mystery to solve,” Melissa added in her quiet voice.

Sara tapped her nails.  “And Lord help us find and stop whoever it is before they succeed in making Ambrosia.”

ac-riverbend-a2Everyone agreed as they heard a voice from the end of the table facing Emily and wondered how long the young woman had been sitting there.  “I don’t understand why you did not ask for our help.”  The young woman pushed her glasses up, and Maria mirrored the movement.  Emily countered by running her hand through her hair.

“Riverbend.  Because this is not your job.  Zoe did not ask you to do this.  She asked me and these women through me.  We are supposed to be Amazons like of old, and that means we have to defend our place and our people from night creatures, orcs, or wicked men and women or whoever might want to steal, kill and destroy.”  Emily stood, her face red with emotion.  She was silent for a moment before she softened her tone.  “Besides, what would I tell David if I got you killed.  Seriously, this is our job.  It wouldn’t be right to ask for your help every time we got in a tight spot.”

“Oh,” Riverbend let her voice fall silent and she looked down at her hands and worried her fingers.  Sara had to ask.

“What is it?”

Riverbend looked at the Sara and spoke into the eyes of the priestess with utter honesty.  “Because I need to ask for your help.”

Emily stood.  Everyone waited.  She asked Riverbend to stand.  When Riverbend got up and a look of uncertainty crossed her face, Emily spoke.  “You need to show yourself, the way you really look.”

Riverbend hesitated and played with her glasses.

“Sister, everyone needs to know what you are asking.”

ac-riverbend-4Riverbend smiled on the word sister, and consented.  Her glamour vanished and she stood, an unmistakable elf.  People gasped.  They had seen her with their own eyes in the gymnasium first semester, but that was a very brief encounter.  Emily had told them about her protector over Christmas break.  They had even seen her emerge from the bright light in the archives, but she came as a human, and the mind can play tricks and tell itself lies.  Elves were something out of fantasies and fairy tales.  They were not real.  Yet, here she was.  It was Sara who stood at last, and stuck out her hand.

“Captain Riverbend.  Wonderful to meet you at last.”

Riverbend grinned and shook the hand but looked at Emily as she spoke.  “And I did not even start it this time.”  Then the room filled with so many questions and comments, Emily had to shout for silence and quiet everyone to ask her own question.

“What do you need us for?”

Riverbend put on her serious face.  “To come with me to Avalon.  There are men who are trapped there now that you have closed the door.  I need your help to fetch them.”

“Your troop?”  Emily asked.

“A dozen are ready, but Commander Falcon will not allow more, and only women.  Right now things are quiet, and his spies watch the orcs, but he will not provoke them to war.”

“I assume the men are behind enemy lines,” Jessica spoke up.

“Very much.”

“And how many orcs are there?” Maria wondered.

ac-jessica-1“There are three hundred rebellious ones.  They have claimed a small territory and they are mostly left alone.”

Emily nodded, and looked around the table as every eye shifted to her.  “Some of you have plans for spring break.  This is above and beyond the call of duty, and I won’t think less of you if you don’t come.”

“Shut-up,” Jessica said.  “I’m spending spring break on Avalon.”  She turned to Riverbend.  “So where is Avalon, exactly?”

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Next Monday, The Elect II-18, Spring Break will take Emily and her Amazon tribe for a wild ride into the jaws of danger.  Don’t miss it, and Happy Reading

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Elect II—17 Closing the Door, part 2 of 3

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Everyone gathered at the library at five-thirty.  They were all armed, taking no chances in case the door was guarded.  Some feared that any attempt to close the door might trigger some alarm.

“Mindy,” Sara spoke up when the elevator arrived.  “Are you sure it will be all right?  You know, my position with the chaplain’s office will not cover invading a restricted area.”

Jessica grinned her little grin.  “I still say we should have borrowed some pest control uniforms.”

“ac-mindy-5No one wants Mindy to get in trouble,” Emily said.

Mindy shrugged off the worry and got everyone on the elevator.  “Some orcs will be stranded here if we are successful,” she changed the subject.

“Yes,” Amina agreed.  “But at least no more should get in.”

“It is not going to be easy hunting down the ones stranded here,” Jessica admitted, seriously.

“We may have help with that,” Emily said, but she did not explain as the elevator stopped and the doors opened.  Amina stuck her head out first.  Bill was there, but she ignored him.

“All clear,” Bill said.

“All clear,” Amina confirmed and the women poured out of the elevator.  Only Mindy paused to offer Bill a quick kiss.  Melissa and Maria went straight to their places and Maria began to sprinkle the liquid they had prepared around the door.  Melissa opened her book and began to chant, throwing occasional bits of powder at the door, while Sara stood beside her and called on what she imagined might be a different power.  She prayed.

Emily set Diane, Greta, Hilde and Natasha at the four corners around the work.  She kept herself and Jessica in the middle to watch the door.  They stood beside Mindy and Amina.  Mindy was there to make sure no part of the ritual was forgotten, and Amina kept her senses flared.

As the ritual progressed, Amina shook her head.  She was getting nothing.  That was not right.  When it came time to turn the dragon and open the door to complete the ritual, Mindy paused with her hand on the statue.  “Wait a minute,” she said.  “Bill?”  The kiss caught up with her and it did not feel right.  Besides, Bill still stood by the elevator, like he was waiting for new arrivals.  Her Bill would have been in the middle of the action asking annoying questions.

ac-amina-3Amina shook her head once more at that same time.  Her words sounded out over Mindy’s question.  “It’s a trap!”

Amina pointed and Diane and Natasha left their corners to join Greta and Hilde and make a wall of spears.

Mindy turned the dragon and turned it back with the words, “Keep working.”  Then she grabbed her bow and stood beside Jessica and Emily.  Three bows lifted as orcs poured out from the stacks of books and artifacts.  They lined up to charge and only hesitated a second in the face of the spears.  The girls at least looked like they knew what they were doing, even if they had only been learning to use them since the Granger incident last semester.

Emily did not hesitate.  Three arrows killed three orcs.  Three more orcs fell from three spears, spears which were pulled from the hands of the girls.  The fourth freshman, Natasha, pinned her orc to the side of a book case.  But then, the spears were out of action and the freshmen only had their staffs.  And there were still a half-dozen orcs to contend with.

Emily waded forward and temporarily drove back three of the orcs, her sword flashing in the dim light of the sub-basement.  Then the big one knocked her into a rack of artifacts, many of which fell and broke.  That just made Emily mad.

Natasha and Greta double-teamed one orc.  Diane and Hilde took another.  Amina and Mindy backed up the third.  Emily, Jessica and Sara each took one, as one of the orcs ran around the wall of spears to get at the ritual from the back side, and only Sara stood there.

ac-j-j-orc-2The orc hesitated on sight of the Priestess, as if he knew who she was and her place in the tribe.  She seemed much more frightening to the orc than even the witch might have been.  He overcame his fear enough to make a half-hearted stab at her, but Sara shouted, “You shall not.”  She easily blocked the sword with her shepherd’s crook and promptly clocked the orc on the head.  She followed up by lifting the base of her crook between the orc’s legs, and the orc felt it.  The third hit cracked the side of the orc’s head and sent him sprawling to the floor.  The sword clattered away and Sara stood over the orc with the base of her crook against the orc’s temple.  She could not finish it, and the orc sensed this.  He made a grab for her leg and growled.  Sara cried as she rammed her crook three times into the orc’s temple.  The blood burst forth.  The orc let go of her leg.  The orc died, and Sara wept.

On the opposite side of the room, Natasha got knocked to the floor and Greta’s block of the orc’s back-swing was not entirely successful.  Her arm got cut, but Natasha managed to pick up a fallen orc sword and rammed it into the orc’s chest.  The orc collapsed and Greta, bleeding though she was, did not hesitate to finish the job.

Emily killed her big orc in time to see Jessica ram an arrow into the eye of her assailant.  Jessica’s staff broke in two, but with half a staff she kept the orc’s sword at bay while she snatched up her wicked army knife from the floor and shoved it up under the orc’s chin.

Amina and Mindy had finished their enemy quick enough for Mindy to hover over an unconscious Bill.  They had teamed up in close quarters combat with orcs before and were far better trained than the freshman.  Hilde had a cut in her leg, but Diane was in one piece and standing over their orc growling and sweating.

ac-j-j-orcEveryone survived, and Emily breathed her relief until she heard a rumbling at the door.  The tile doorway was open, and again Emily did not hesitate.  The ritual Maria and Melissa were performing was seconds from completion, but they could not wait.  A monster of an orc showed itself at the door.  Emily picked up the dragon statue and threw it.

“Catch.”

The big brute caught it and looked at it dumbly as Emily leapt and let out a war cry.  Her feet bounced off the chest of the beast, but it was enough to make the beast stumble back through the door.  At once there was a great flash of light, like when the elves arrived in the world, but this light came with a great wind.  Everything not tied down got blown to the back wall before something of an implosion sucked everything back toward the tile door.  Some artifacts were lost in the other world.  Some cracked against the old Spanish tile floor as the door closed.  People laid out flat and grabbed anything nailed down to keep from being sucked in themselves.  And after all that drama, there was a small pop sound, and the door was closed.

Melissa looked up at Emily as Emily stood and brushed herself off.  “I finished just in time,” Melissa said.

“But will the door stay closed?” Emily asked.

Melissa looked at Mindy who was cradling Bill’s head.  “It will,” Mindy said.  “As long as the artifact stays on the other side.”  She paused before she added, “Of course, that doesn’t prevent the person who opened the door from opening another if they find another artifact from Avalon.”  Bill moaned and Mindy became lost to the conversation.

emily-a2Emily looked around.  Jessica and Natasha were tending Greta’s cut arm, and Greta was trying not to cry.  Maria was already laying hands on Hilde’s leg.  She kept saying, “She won’t lose the leg,” but Diane leaned over the two on the ground and kept repeating, “I’m sorry.  I’m sorry.”  Amina hugged Sara who cried softly.  Emily stepped over, said nothing, hugged the Priestess briefly, and turned to the wall.

“Riverbend,” she called, not knowing if the elf would hear her.  “Captain Riverbend,” she called again, and the wall began to shimmer with light.  Everyone paid attention when Captain Riverbend stepped from the light.  She came in her disguise of blue jeans and T, fancy cloak and glasses which she straightened, even as Maria straightened her glasses to get a better look at this newcomer.

“Emily?”  Riverbend could not help looking around the room at the devastation.

Emily scrunched her face and snapped her fingers until her face brightened.  “Picker.  I need Picker, Bluetooth and, I forget.”  Riverbend just looked curious.  “Restorations.  Isn’t that what they do?”

“Yes?”  Riverbend did not understand.

Emily sighed.  “I need the archives room here restored and cleaned up, including getting rid of all the bodies and signs of struggle.  I don’t know what they charge, but it is not right that Mindy should be expelled or barred from her work here.”

“I’ll pay,” Sara quickly spoke up.

“My dad has money,” Jessica spoke from the other side of the room.

ac-riverbend-a8“No,’ Emily held up her hand.  “Maybe my friends can help me, but I pay.”

Riverbend looked again around the room.  “It is an honor meeting you all.  You have no idea.”  She returned her eyes to Emily.  “Majesty, I will fetch him right away.”  She dipped her head and stepped back into the light as the light vanished.

“Get your things,” Emily ordered.  “We have people who need a doctor, no offense Maria.”

“None taken.  I was about to say that.”

“You don’t want us here when Picker, Bluetooth and whoever show up?” Natasha asked.

“Block,” Emily responded as she led the way to the freight elevator.  They had the regular elevator stuck at the bottom and the freight elevator rigged to break once they got back up to the top.  “Picker, Block and Bluetooth I think.  I have their card somewhere back at the suite.”

“They won’t have much time to work,” Melissa suggested and she carried arms full of magical things.  “It won’t take long to get an elevator repairman here, even at this time of night.”

“Hopefully enough time,” Mindy said as she helped Bill walk and took one last look around at the devastation.

Elect II—17 Closing the Door, part 1 of 3

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Jessica climbed up the Abby tree in front of the library where she could keep an eye on the fire escape door down in the well.  Sara cradled her shepherd’s crook like a security blanket and sat on the steps to the science building where she could face the library and back-up Jessica, if needed.  All of the others were positioned inside the library, though it was closed.  Mindy had a special pass to the archive room in the second basement, and Bernie the campus cop kept watch from the main door.  At three in the morning, Jessica started to fear they might have to do this for several nights running when a figure appeared on the walkway.

It looked briefly at Sara, and Sara noticed because she was looking for such a figure, but she tried not to notice.  She had her phone to her ear and pretended instead that she was talking to someone on the other end and paying no attention to her surroundings.

ac-jessica-6Jessica also saw the figure and wondered if she was far enough away to not be detected.  She had imagined any nature spirit would prefer the grass and bushes, but now she wondered why they shouldn’t use the brick walk like anybody else.  The figure stopped and lifted its head as if it sensed something.  Fortunately, Sara saw, stood and walked briskly toward the library and Bernie, talking up a storm to no one.

The figure dashed into the bushes as she approached, and even Jessica lost sight of the creature for a minute, but as Sara passed by, Jessica saw the creature emerge again from the bushes, now opposite the fire door.  It looked carefully up and down the library path, like someone might look when crossing the street.  Jessica pulled up the infra-red binoculars she borrowed from Captain Driver’s office and took a good, long look at the thing.  It stood only about four feet tall, had horns that jutted out from its forehead which looked hardly bigger than its oversized eye teeth.  Its eyes were far too big and between the teeth and the eyes there was barely room for a flat nose.  The creature was dressed so the body looked relatively normal, except it appeared to have a belly—a match for the small shock of gray hair on top.  Of all things, Jessica found those last aspects oddly disturbing.  It seemed too human, like any gray haired old man with a belly.

Jessica got on her phone and said, “One.”  Then she jumped down from the tree and joined Sara and Bernie outside the main library doors.

Melissa and Maria were in the library office, presumably using the copy machine.  Mindy and Amina were hidden in the archive room next to the main elevator which had the door propped ac-maria-on-computeropen in case they needed to make a quick getaway.  Melissa had covered the inside of the door with the same spell she used on the bogyman.  With that, they hoped to track the creature, even if it went invisible.

Maria’s phone went off, and she took the message, “One.”  Then she and Melissa listened, but heard nothing at all.  Finally, they looked at each other and stepped together into the hall where they saw nothing.

Down below, Amina felt the creature as soon as it stepped out of the freight elevator shaft, even if she and Mindy could not see it.  She waved to Mindy to keep her low and hidden.  They heard the creature cough.  It sounded like an old man who had smoked for a few too many years.

Mindy looked up.  A scant three feet from where she was hiding, she saw a small, ancient carved statue of a dragon turn a quarter turn to the left and then a quarter turn to the right so it looked like it never moved.  The statue appeared to move on its own since she could see no hand.  Amina caught the jiggle in the fence that protected the alcove where the tile floor from that Spanish mosque climbed the wall.  Then Amina felt nothing.  She stood.  Mindy stood.  And in a short while, everyone came to the archive room, while Bernie the campus cop paced outside the library around the door in the well to be sure they were not interrupted.

Everyone stood back from the alcove while Jessica examined the floor.  “When we came down for the tour I swore someone tromped around here.”

“Would you like me to activate my trail?” Melissa asked.

ac-sarah-4“No.”  Jessica, Maria and Sara all spoke together, and Maria explained.  “That might show through the door and alert whatever is there.”

“That was back-up,” Jessica added.  “There are easier ways to see if this is indeed the door.  Sara.”

“Me?”  Sara understood, but she was not sure why she should be the one to do it.  She had her shepherd’s crook with her, true, but they all had weapons of some sort to defend themselves if needed.  Sara took a deep breath, climbed over the short fence and tapped her crook against the tile.  It just tapped against the tile.  Everyone looked disappointed

“Wait a minute,” Mindy said.  She stepped to the dragon statue and turned it the way she had seen it turn.  “Try it now.”

Sara reached out again with her crook expecting only to tap the tile, but this time the head of the crook disappeared into the wall, and there was a bright flash of light and a massive electrical charge in return which would have killed her if the crook had been anything other than wood.  Sara got lifted off her feet and driven back.  She knocked down Jessica and the fence as she flew.  Maria, Melissa and Amina did their best to catch her.  Melissa got knocked on the head by the shepherd’s crook, but Sara was safe, eyes wide open, breathing rapidly, her hand to her heart.

“I think we found the door.”  Maria spoke as soon as she saw that Sara was going to be okay.

ac-melissa-1a“Why am I always the one to be bonked on the head?”  Melissa complained and put her hand to her temple.  “I’m going to get a bump.”

“Another,” Jessica said as she got up and joined the others.

“Another bump,” Melissa agreed.

“Tomorrow at closing?”  Sara spoke while Maria and Amina helped her to her feet.

Jessica nodded.  “Not without Emily.”

Elect II—16 Night Creatures, part 3 of 3

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Lisa heard the sound of a baby cry.  Her drooping eyelids sprang open and her head jerked up to attention.  Her mom-sense kicked in.  It was not one of her babies.  Pictures of her own babies flashed through her memory and made her smile.  Her head began to droop again until the baby cry rose up the scale and became an unearthly wail.  Her eyes opened wide.

ac-lisa-4Lisa heard the crash downstairs.  Her watch said eight o’clock.  She almost went to sleep sitting there, but the crash brought her fully awake.  She strained her ears and heard a sizzling sound.  A moment later, she could smell the burning hair.  She did not know if any of her other traps worked, but she thought she better not wait around to find out.

“Quickly.  Up the stairs,” Lisa shouted.  Though unclear how intelligent the night creatures were, Lisa felt that even if they did not understand the words, they might think she was talking to someone.  She stood on the attic stairs and closed the door behind her.  She made running sounds on the steps until she heard a crash against the door and the door developed a wicked crack.  “Enough.  Out.”  She shouted to herself.  She ran and another crash came, followed by a growl.

Lisa reached for the bicycle handle bars even as she heard scratches scrambling up the stairs.  She went out the window and slid down the rope hoping only that she stayed inside long enough for the rear guard to catch up.  Lisa landed just behind the line of firs and found a surprise.  There were people there with high powered rifles.  Emily and Heinrich were also there.  She smiled briefly for Emily and felt glad for the first time to see Heinrich.  Without a word, she picked up the box she set at the base of the rope that afternoon.  Then they all waited, but they did not have to wait long.

The night creatures burst out the side window with such speed and ferocity, the entire window frame got wrenched from the side of the house.  There were four on the lawn, roaring, but hesitant, as if they sensed the danger.  Lisa dared not wait.

ac-lisa-boom“Everybody get down!” she yelled over the roars and pushed the red button.  The entire side lawn of the house exploded.  It became impossible to see for a moment as dirt, grass, snow and stones flew everywhere.

The trees protected the people for the most part.  Sergeant Holmes got a deep cut in her arm as a shard of rock whizzed past.  Rob Parker took a stone in the leg, but that did not prevent his fingers from pulling the trigger when Heinrich yelled at full volume, “Fire!”

Bullets filled the air like rain.  Most put holes in the house, but there was no place for the night creatures to hide.  They charged.  One had been blown to pieces by the explosives.  A second looked crippled in three of four legs, but it still dragged itself forward, growling and snapping its terrible jaws.  A third had a gash in its side that poured out blood, but that did not impede its mobility.  The fourth appeared only stunned by the explosions and it went straight for Lisa.

Lisa got her knives out, but the creature was on her and leapt.  She had no choice but to fall to her back to avoid the outstretched claws and teeth.  Her knives went up and cut along the underbelly of the beast, using the creature’s momentum against it, but the creature was so full of muscle and cartilage, little of the guts spilled on her.  Her knives got torn from her hands.

Heinrich swung his broadsword up from the throat, having surmised the spinal cord might be stronger than his steel.  The blow, not as hard as one would have been from above, caused the broadsword to slice through most of the neck before it hit the spine and snapped in two.  That creature collapsed and trapped Lisa under its hind quarters.

The one with the terrible gash leapt at Emily who was barely quick enough to step aside as ac-lisa-mitzyRiverbend’s arrow penetrated the creature’s eye.  Mitzy held tight to the spear despite the sweat pouring from her palms.  When the creature opened its mouth to roar, and just before it twisted to follow Emily, Mitzy rammed the spear in that open mouth.  Again, the creature’s momentum drove the blade deep into its throat until Mitzy got lifted from her feet and driven back through the air.  The creature snapped its jaws shut and easily broke the shaft of the spear, but it could not dislodge the blade down its throat.  Mitzy, driven wildly to the earth, broke her wrist.  Her ribs cracked on the side where she clung tenaciously to the spear.

Emily stabbed with her sword, and all the strength she had.  The sword entered the creature’s side and pinned it to the oak tree.  Officer Scott stepped up and riddled the creature with bullets until the creature stopped moving.

“Look out!”  Heinrich let out his own roar.  The crippled one had nearly reached Lisa’s feet where she was pinned beneath the back side of the beast that she gutted and Heinrich beheaded.  With another roar, Heinrich pushed the creature off.  Lisa pulled up her feet and rolled away.  Ashish and Millsaps came up and filled the creature with enough bullets to make its body bounce on the ground.  It, too, eventually stopped moving and everyone sighed relief. Until Margaret Holmes shouted.

“Another one.”

ac-em-trenchcoatEveryone’s eyes turned toward the front of the house where a figure stood in the dark and a night creature sat beside it like a faithful puppy dog.  The figure wailed an unearthly sound and pointed, and the night creature started toward the group.  No one had a weapon left.  The rifles had been emptied.  Knives and pistols were pulled, but everyone imagined they might not survive this encounter.

Just before the creature charged, a bright flash of light shone at the end of the trees.  The creature became a pincushion of arrows.  It roared but did not deviate from its path.  A second volley of arrows, and the creature staggered.  Pistols fired as Emily finally yanked her sword free of the beast and the oak tree as a third volley of arrows sent the creature to its knees.

Half of the elf troop charged the figure in the dark who wailed again and vanished.  The other half charged the creature with swords drawn, even as Emily charged.  Emily sliced the creature’s throat.  The elves cut elsewhere until the creature finally stopped moving forward.

ac-riverbend-3Heinrich, Riverbend and Lisa arrived at the same time, along with one of the elves who turned back from following the vanished figure.

“Ghoul,” that elf reported.

“Damn!”  Heinrich swore.

Riverbend turned to Lisa.  “And where there is one, there are ten.”

Heinrich finished the couplet.  “And where there are ten, there are a hundred.”

Riverbend got their attention with her next word.  “Empress.”  She spoke to Lisa, and Emily grinned.  “This is Lieutenant Aurora.  She and her troop are assigned to you until this crisis is passed.”

“What?”  Lisa looked uncertain.

“Do not turn down the help.  Ghouls are terrible to face alone.”  Heinrich still looked in the direction the ghoul had escaped.  He did not see Riverbend and Aurora both bow their heads.

“Lord,” Aurora breathed.

“No,” Emily spoke up and still had the grin.  “I think she is objecting to the title, Empress.”

Lisa turned to Emily.  “Queen,” she said, but she grinned too before she turned to her house and shrieked.  “My house!  My yard!  Josh is going to kill me!”

ac-lisa-pizza“Hey!  Who are you?”  Margaret Holmes shouted and every eye turned.  The Pizza delivery man had his mouth open.  No one could tell how long he stood there, or if maybe he saw the whole battle.  He did have one thing to say.

“Wicked!”

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Next Monday, the Amazon troop begin to set about their Zoe assigned task in the Elect II-17, Closing the Door.  Happy Reading

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Elect II—16 Night Creatures, part 2 of 3

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The sun got ready to set.  Heinrich sat with his back to the oak that grew in the midst of the row of fir trees that acted like a fence between the yards.  He quietly gathered himself in anticipation of what was to come, when Sergeant Holmes came and sat beside him.

“You seem so calm,” she said.

“I learned long ago to conserve my strength before battle,” he answered.  “But surely you have learned such things in your years on the force.”

ab-nj-sergeant-2Margaret let out a slight smile.  “If that is your way of saying I am a bit old for police work, no offence taken.”

“That is not what I meant,” Heinrich excused himself.

Sergeant Holmes just let out a bit more of her smile.  “To tell the truth, I was destined for a desk a few years ago.”  She paused to rub her knee.  “Getting old is hard.  Captain Williams let me train a couple of rookies, but after Scott.”  She shrugged.  “I’ll probably be forced to sit down.”  She sighed.  “How about you?”

“At the university.  History professor,” he admitted.

“Oh? I thought you were a police officer.  I assumed.  So what are you doing here?  How did you get mixed up in all this?”

Heinrich put his finger in the air as if to say, wait, he would show her.  “Emily,” he called, “Your majesty.”  He added that designation on purpose as he stood and jumped thirty feet straight up to the top of the oak.

Emily stopped quietly talking to Officer Scott, trying to explain the inexplicable, when Heinrich called.  Sebastian’s jaw dropped seeing Heinrich’s jump to the top of the tree.  “Excuse me,” Emily said.  She could not make the treetop in one leap, but she could reach one big branch, and another, and meet Heinrich on the third jump.  She looked all around and said, “I see no sign of them yet.”

“No, and you won’t until dark.”  At that moment Ashish finished telling a joke and Millsaps, Mitzy and Rob Parker all laughed out loud.  “And I dare say we will never see them if this crowd does not become inconspicuous.”

ac-emily-b1Emily nodded.  “I will see what I can do, if anything, but meanwhile, how are you and Sergeant Holmes getting along?”  She could not help the tease.

“Not funny,” Heinrich responded and he jumped back to the ground.  Emily could follow him that distance down without too much trouble.

Officer Scott stepped over to sit beside his Sergeant.  She had nothing to say, either, but Emily took advantage of that to address them both.  “I don’t know if I can reach her, but if I can, no screaming.”  She turned, spoke up a bit and shook her finger at Ashish.  “No more jokes.  We need quiet from now on.”  She looked around to see that everyone was paying attention before she called, “Captain Riverbend.”

“Here, majesty.”  Riverbend appeared out of nowhere, or as Emily guessed, became visible beside her.  “But I have no such magic to make this many mortals inconspicuous.  I will have to call in the troops.”  It was a request.

Emily sighed.  Riverbend appeared in her jeans, that fancy winter cape and her glasses, but she knew the troop would not be disguised.  She turned again to the police officers around her and spoke firmly and frankly.  “A troop of elves will be disguising our presence here in some way.  I don’t want anyone freaking out, and no screaming.  Have you got that?”  Most nodded, but Emily wanted to be sure the State Troopers were prepared.  Millsaps, Rob Parker, Mitzy and certainly Ashish had seen things so they might not be so surprised.  When Emily felt they were all as prepared as possible, she spoke again to Riverbend.  “All right.”

ac-riv-troop-1Riverbend took out her little flute and played a tune.  Immediately the air beside her began to brighten until it became a hole between here and there.  A dozen elves burst from the hole, arrows at the ready.  Several people gasped, but at least no one screamed.  Riverbend explained and then invited everyone to stand by the oak tree.  The elves formed something like a line and began to dance in a circle around the people.  They danced with absolute grace through the trees and chanted in a sing-song kind of way.  It was both creepy and fascinating at the same time.  It did not take long, though, and the elves went back through the hole which promptly disappeared.

“Now keep quiet,” Heinrich concluded as Emily and Riverbend went to sit beside a fir tree.  It took a few minutes for Officer Scott to build up the courage to sit beside them.

“Captain Riverbend, elf.  Sebastian Scott, State Trooper.”  Emily whispered the introductions.

“Wonderful to meet you,” Riverbend stuck out her hand to shake and said an aside to Emily.  “I think I’m getting good at that.”

Emily shook her head.  “Keep practicing,” she whispered.

Sebastian withdrew his hand and looked at it for a moment before he verbalized what was on his mind.

“Majesty?”

ac-riverbend-a3“Amazon queen,” Riverbend poked her nose in.  Sebastian looked like he wanted to laugh but something told him he should know better.  “Certified by Zoe herself,” Riverbend concluded with a grin and a nod of her head.

“Zoe?” Sebastian asked.

“No need to go into that,” Emily shut down that conversation.  But Sebastian was curious.  He spoke again after a moment.

“Captain?”  He looked at Riverbend.  This time Emily butted in.

“Military.  And she leads an all-female troop.”

“Lady Alice says we can’t be real Amazons.  Only humans can be real Amazons,” Riverbend looked down at her hands where she worried her fingers.  Emily ignored her until Riverbend sighed.

“What?” Emily asked.

“I hope David has not forgotten me.”

“David?”  Sebastian asked.

ab-nj-scott-2“My brother,” Emily answered.  “Not a chance.” She spoke to Riverbend.  “I have talked to him twice since Christmas and all he talks about is you.”

Riverbend brightened, but only for a moment.  “I hope Lady Alice will make it so we can be together.”  Riverbend finished her thought.

“Lady Alice?”  Sebastian looked confused.

“Zoe,” Riverbend answered which did not help at all.

“Zoe?”

“No need to go into that,” Emily repeated.

Elect II—16 Night Creatures, part 1 of 3

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Ashish picked up Emily and Heinrich and drove them to Lisa’s, taking great care to park where the car could not be seen from the house.  A police car had already parked there.  Ashish offered an explanation.

“Rob Parker, Millsaps and Mitzy.”  Then he added a further thought.  “Mitzy took the afternoon off.  Carmine is covering the front desk.”

ac-heinrich-8Emily nodded as she got out from the back seat.  She helped Heinrich.  He did not look well.  He was sweating and his eyes did not appear to be in focus.

“I’m fine.  I’m fine,” he insisted, but he was terribly old and for the first time he began to look that way.  Emily got out their weapons.  Ashish got out the two boxes of donuts and the big box of coffee with cups.  Heinrich suddenly looked very much better, and commented.  “Activated.”  Only Emily knew what he meant, but she was glad to hear it.  Once a member of the council got activated, he became even stronger and faster then she could ever hope to be.

The clothesline strung from Lisa’s attic to the ground ended in the trees that edged that side of the yard.  Mister Murray next door liked his privacy.  Josh’s motorcycle sat parked on the street, not far from the end of the trees.  They all figured the bike was Lisa’s means of escape in case her traps did not finish the job.  Even as Heinrich, Emily and Ashish stepped up to where Mitzy, Millsaps and Rob Parker were hiding behind the trees, an unexpected visitor arrived.  A state police vehicle roared up, blocked Josh’s motorcycle, and left the lights flashing while two troopers stepped out.

Mister Murray chose that moment to come tumbling out of his house and yell.  “Get them off my yard!”

Millsaps ran to the newcomers and showed his badge while Ashish grabbed the young one and forced him to turn off the flashing lights.  Rob Parker and Mitzy blocked off Mister Murray’s approach and told him to shut-up.  Heinrich slid up alongside Millsaps thinking he might be better able to answer any questions.  Emily just stood there, cruller in hand, and frowned.

ab-nj-state-car“Scott!”  The Sergeant, a woman of about fifty, yelled at the young one when the lights went off.  “Rookie,” she shook her head.  “So what is this all about?”

“You get on the phone with Captain Rogers,” Millsaps encouraged the officer to return to her car.  “Tell him Detective Schromer is on a stake out and does not want a bunch of state troopers getting in the way.”

“Captain Rogers?”

“Your Captain Rogers,” Millsaps nodded.  “Or I could call the Governor.”

The older woman did not look too certain, but she got back in the car and shut the door to make a private call.

“You know the Governor?” Heinrich asked, casually.

“No, but Lisa saved his life about three years ago.  Long story.”

The rookie walked with Ashish up to where Emily stood, still frowning.  “So, drug dealers?”  The rookie asked.

Ashish smiled.  “Worse than that.”

Ashish and the rookie stopped walking where Ashish could go for a donut.  “Terrorists?” the rookie tried again.

“Worse, worse,” Ashish said through the jelly.

“Emily Hudson,” Emily introduced herself and stuck out her hand.

ab-nj-scott-2“Sebastian Scott.”  The rookie took her hand, but stared at her sword and the wicked looking spear that leaned up against the tree before he took in her face.

Millsaps and Heinrich stopped their quiet conversation when the window in the patrol car went down.  The woman looked pale.  “The Captain said to ask if it is like vampires or like aliens.”  She swallowed and clearly did not know what else to say.  Millsaps looked at Heinrich who took up the explanation.

“Tell him it is like werewolves except stronger, faster and hungrier.”

“And tell him to keep away,” Millsaps added before he turned to Heinrich.  “I am already afraid there are too many of us.  The creatures might sniff us out and not come, do you think?”

Heinrich nodded slowly.  “According to Mister Mousad, Lisa told no one.  She did not want to risk anyone else’s life.  The only way Mister Mousad found out was because she used the police helicopter to pick up her husband and children so it would look from the ground like they never left the house.”

Emily and Sebastian let go of the handshake and a stray thought passed through Emily’s mind.  At least this one wasn’t manufactured.

“Look,” the man turned to Ashish.  “What could be worse than terrorists?”

“Night Creatures,” Emily answered to regain the man’s attention.  “And don’t think that pea shooter of a pistol will help you.”  She pointed and he looked.

“You new on the force?”  Ashish asked.  Sebastian’s head turned again to the man.

“Since the first of the year.  Officer Holmes took me on because she said it was better than sitting behind a desk.”  He saw her open the trunk of the patrol car.

ab-nj-state-police“Margaret,” she was saying.

“Heinrich.”  He shook her hand and smiled.  “Welcome to my world,” he said at the same time Ashish spoke to Officer Scott.

“Welcome to the really dark underbelly of the world.”

“Scott!”  Margaret Holmes pulled two semi-automatic rifles from the trunk.  “Move this vehicle quietly down the street.  Around the corner would be better.”  She turned to Heinrich and Millsaps.  “Captain said we have to stay.”  She turned to Mister Murray, still waiting behind the wall of Rob Parker and Mitzy.  “I suggest you lock yourself in for the night.”

“Better,” Heinrich interrupted and stepped up with a wad of bills in his hand.  “Grab a few things and spend the night in a motel.”  He handed over the bills.  Mister Murray retreated to the house, and Rob Parker encouraged him.

Mitzy got on her phone.  She covered it as she spoke to Heinrich, Millsaps and Officer Holmes.  “I ordered Pizza delivery for eight o’clock.  I figure I better add another pie.”

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ab-trenton-police-carIt was nearly five when Dickenson drove to Latasha’s home.  Wendy and Mini were there, and even Keisha made the trek because they were all worried.  Latasha felt bad.  She had her phone with her but neglected to phone home.  Once it got explained, that Latasha was fine and she got a ride home from the officer because she helped solve a mystery and not because she was in trouble, Latasha’s mother became her warmest and most welcoming self.  Soon enough, they were all sitting down to supper, and it would have been trouble free if John and Leah had not kept trying to touch Officer Dickenson’s gun and baton.

“Tom,” Officer Dickenson introduced himself to Latasha’s mother and in that moment, Latasha, Wendy, Mini and Keisha all decided Tom was the most wonderful name in the world.

After supper, they talked briefly on the porch and left Latasha’s mother to put the little ones to bed.  Tom had to be at the station by nine to go on duty, but he told them something of his background.  Latasha thought especially that he was talking to her.

“I grew up in Newark.  In my neighborhood a person either ended up in front of the bars or behind them.  I chose in front.  I got an associate’s degree, went straight through the police ac-latasha-a1academy and landed a job here.  I’ve been on the force for three years, but until now I always did my job and minded my own business.  I don’t think I can do that anymore.”

Latasha spoke because the others seemed too tongue tied.  “All I can say is I am glad you were there with the spiders.  I was scared.”

“Spiders?”  Mini shrieked softly.  She had a phobia about spiders, and most things.

Officer Dickenson laughed nervously.  “I am deathly afraid of spiders, too,” he assured Mini.  “I was just thinking I was glad Latasha was there.”  He looked at her, and for the first time in her memory, Latasha blushed.

Elect II—15 Spiders and Webs, part 3 of 3

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Latasha, Harmony and officer Dickenson spent the morning doing some hunting of their own.  Latasha cradled her axe the whole way as they tried to follow the trail back to the spider lair from Latasha’s house.  It petered out on the back streets by the University.

“Pavement is very difficult,” Harmony admitted, and the others agreed.

ac-dickenson-homeThey went to officer Dickenson’s lodgings.  He was broken up about his landlady, but there was nothing he could do.  When they found the house empty, apart from webbing everywhere, he called Mitzy back at the station.  The investigators had already been there and found nothing, and for the record they told the news reporters it was an ordinary break-in.  Dickenson had no doubt the investigators would catch up with him when he got back on duty.  He hoped the news reporters would leave him alone.  He asked Mitzy to continue to try and get in touch with detectives Schromer and Moussad and hung up.  He was not expected back on duty until evening.  He worked the graveyard shift, but he knew he would not sleep until this matter got settled.

Curiously, the big police officer felt much safer with this skinny high school girl around.  He was not entirely comfortable with this Harmony girl, but thus far she had been a help.  She was certainly a better hunter than he was.  She said the trail from the house should be fresher and it should lead them right back to the lair.  They would not have to try and follow it backwards.  He had not considered that.

“I would feel better if Fiona was here.  She is our hunter.”  Harmony spoke to Latasha and it appeared as if she was asking permission.  Latasha took a long look at officer Dickenson before she agreed.

“She will have to have a glamour to look human,” Latasha said, and the officer took one step back.

ac-harmony-4“I will tell her.”  Harmony pulled a small flute from some unknown pocket in her coat.  The tune was nothing to speak of, but at once, a shimmering of light appeared beside them.  Latasha barely had time to think it was a good thing they were in the back yard and mostly hidden by bushes before the light became a hole between there and somewhere else.  A half-dozen elves jumped out with their bows in hand, ready for action.

“I need Fiona, and she needs a glamour to appear human.”  Harmony spoke right away with her own glance at officer Dickenson’s amazed face.

The elves straightened up and the one who spoke might as well have saluted.  “Yes, mum.  I will fetch her.”  They went back into the hole and a moment later one came out looking like she was ready to go to a seventies disco to dance the night away.  As the hole or light snapped shut, Harmony helped Fiona shape her clothes into a more sensible soft T, Jeans, running shoes, and a plain winter coat.

“What are we hunting?” Fiona asked with a flip of her long blonde locks and a not entirely innocent look at officer Dickenson.

“You will have to excuse her,” Harmony apologized.  “Her last visit to earth was a few decades ago.”

ac-fiona-1Fiona looked at Harmony, clicked her tongue, made a face, and repeated her question.

“Spiders,” Latasha answered and used her hands to show the approximate size of the things.

“Spiders?”  Fiona asked with a look at Harmony.

“Not spiritual creatures,” Harmony answered.

“Not native to earth,” Officer Dickenson interjected.

“A mystery,” Fiona genuinely smiled and began to look around.  It took a moment before she started off.  The others followed and only stopped now and then when Fiona squatted down to check something close to the ground.

By three, even as Lisa sat down on her attic step, and Jessica assigned the Amazons their various tasks, Fiona brought them to the same warehouse Latasha and Dickenson had visited before.

“I guessed,” Officer Dickenson admitted.

Latasha just nodded her agreement.  “But this time we go in more carefully.”  The door was still unlocked.  Latasha opened it a mere crack and they listened.  They heard a voice, and it did not sound human.

“I was just getting ready to eat him.  Males can be very tasty.”

“Okay, but look.  We got a deal.”  Latasha recognized the voice of Carlos.

ab-spider-web-5“So you say,” the other voice responded, and Latasha heard enough.  Harmony and Fiona had their bows out and ready and Dickenson had his gun out when Latasha kicked the door wide open.  They saw the spider.  It looked enormous, being a good three feet from mouth to abdomen.  Given its bulk, though not quite as tall, it appeared to dwarf Carlos.  But it was Carlos who saw them and yelled.

“Get them!”

Some thirty or forty little ones began to run toward them.  Both people and elves froze for a second.  It took long enough to hear a shout come from a walkway above their heads.

“Get out!  Get out!”

They heard the gunfire before Latasha got the warehouse door closed.  She did not recognize the rapid fire sound, but officer Dickenson had heard an AK-47 before.  Latasha heard the voice of Bobby Thompson before.

Harmony got out her flute and in short order there were a dozen elves at their backs.  Arrows were notched and knives were ready to come to hand when they went back in.  The gunfire had ab-spider-8stopped.  Twenty-seven spiders littered the floor, but a dozen still needed killing, including the five that drained Bobby Thompson dry.  The big spider, the one Latasha now guessed was the mother, was not there.  Latasha and Jessica had killed the father, the tasty male.  She hoped the babies were now all dead, but there was no telling.  Some spiders produced huge egg sacks.

“Carlos is gone,” Latasha said out loud.

“The drug dealer?”  Officer Dickenson wanted to be sure.  She said yes even as one of the elf troop found the back door.

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Next Monday brings us to a showdown.  Don’t miss the Elect II-16, Night Creatures.  Happy Reading

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