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The winged demon
I
“ so… thou wilt keep me here, just hanging looking at the mother earth? thou wilt leaving meanwhile I enjoy the gorgeous dropping sound, at the same time my brothers and sisters and theirs children will burn down thee cities? Dark elves”
The drows guards look into the eyes of the others drows, amazed for the words spoken by the demon, they didn’t dare to make a sound, move or breath, until Nöise arrive, the only drow in all the Ssinsschel’el city with the enough lore to deal with the winged demons.
Jitril the winged demon was old enough to know how to deal with the modern drows and their brightly cities. She was tied with black cloths from shoulders to the hips, silver chains keep her hanging from the roof, her whites wings inside the cloth hurts most, but she didn’t make nothing to express it. Jitril move her large tail making the chains sounds as rattlesnake.
The group of drows guards went back one or two steps, one take his morningstar and aim to the winged demon, this drow was very terrified for the winged demon.
“thou drow are not even the saddest memories of thee ancestors, thou art more fragile now than the humans and the golden elves. Thou art sorrow living been with no more magic that a mortal human, more afraid of me than the slightest memory of our god that thou needest to hide behind that little weapon. Thou and thee kingdom have forgotten the ancient promise made to him and...”
“And you speak more that the legend says” A powerful female voice interrupted the winged demon. All the drows guards feel relive to see Nöise enter to that little rock room, with no more entrance that that wood door. They were afraid to the winged demon release of her chains, touch the land with her claw and make of them just drows cookies.
Nöise was a half elf, with dark hair and blue eyes, she was wearing a dark tailored suit, with red tie and short skirt, the male drows always enjoy her presence. She don’t look as university professor of dark sciences. No she was more alike a terrible counselor ready to kill anyone for freed her client.
“we spoke as thou dost” replies the winged demon looking to the beautiful elf walking in the room meanwhile the drow guards were breathing some relief, they were more thankful when a female drow enter. She was wearing a beautiful night dress in black, her with hair was arrange amazing like a flower.
They don’t need to even ask her name, cause her golden eyes were all she need as an ID. She was the older daughter of the Oblondra Family, Silphy. The second child more powerful in Ssinsschel’el city, after the mother matron of the fist rule house, because was well know Silphy was the leader of the Ningen Moyou, the great and all powerful Mafia.
After Silphy enter her younger sister, Alydra. In difference of the other drows, she was old fashioned drow, always wearing the ancient cloth, proud of her tattoos resembling spiders, remembering the ancient religion of the goddess Loth. Her infamous golden eyes were shone in delight at seeing the winged demon.
“what in hell your two doing here” Cry with anger Nöir, “Guards! Arrest them!”, for a moment Nöir see her great moment of glory as the chief royal guard in the palace, something like a ministry of defense, famous for arresting the most dangerous drow in all history of Ssinsschel’el city.
“Don’t dare to speak in that way to…” Alydra take the words of the elves as an insult, her older sister stop her of doing something, neither of the drow guards were no a challenger for Alydra Oblondra and her fearing sight, they just stand helpless for long one minute then, they decide to save their lives and run, her older sister, just laugh. Alydra just look at the half elf smiling, stopping her for escape.
“Dear, you forget that we can do things better that you” Silphy walks towards the winged demon an make an graceful bow, Jitril smile gentle. “Forgive us, gentle Wiqtaya” Silphy extend her hand at her side, her younger sister give two steps putting something in the Silphy’s hand, looking angry to the others. “we bring for you a present, for apologies”
The winged demon look to the drow amused, Sylphy extend her hand had the closer she can and show the present.
A little gem stone.
In the shape of a drop. in color of the blood, shining tender crimson.
Jitril now was double amused and make a blow to the drow the best she can. “apologies accepted, thuo know that needed to know”
“I am sorry for I cannot give this to you, this have another purpose” Sylphy spoke slowly and Jitril nodded.
“As all the blood gem stones have”
“You have a blood gem stone?” Nöise tries to be closer the drow, Alydra keep her dissuade for thinking that again just with the sight. “that stones are so powerful and rare, how you…”
“Silence” Jitril make one sound and silence falls “Is not our business to discover the origins of the blood tears right now”
“Then, why are you here?” Ask Sylphy stepping back.
“Thou drows are keeping me here against my will, my brothers and sisters and their children are making all the arraignments to burn down this cities”
“You winged demons are supposed been forgotten of the world, you were extinct” Replies Nöise in a tune that Sylphy wish to cut that tongue and give it to her mascot.
“no, we weren’t” Jitrill close her eyes imaging the full moon in he sky, the soft bright of the stars and the tender smell of the old forest, remembering the murmur sound of the fire butterfly’s flapping winds, the night’s fresh cold air . “He can’t bear to lose us”
“who?”
“Our god”
“Nonsense” Nöise take one step forward, her shoes echoes in the walls “that were just nonsense”
“Just shut up” commands Sylphy in a mental spell, a specialty of the house Oblondra. Nöise was shocked, son she can spoke or make any sound, she sits in the cold stone of the ground and looks at the both drows. Now she was hoping for end the day with life, the powerful counselor was now a frighten children.
“sister, do the honors” say Sylphy putting again the red gem stone in a little black bag, almost hidden in her dress. Alydra walks towards the winged demon, she just look at the tied and think quikly how to untie without hurting the demon.
“Darling” Sylphy walks to the half drow “ if you were interrogating this winged demon surely you will have ending burning up all the city” Nöir wants to reply but the spell don’t allow it “So, for you sake, forget all this show, can you?”
The half drow negate firmly. Sylphy sigh deeply.
”Then we have a problem, darling”
II
The winged demon look again to the sky, the star were stilling shining even when the moon has long gone through the horizon. The she put an ear in the ground and close her eyes.
That sound was familiar, so familiar, Jitrill almost can see the place where him was, what was feeling and was he was doing. And she wants to return where he is and tell about her sisters and brothers and theirs children, but…
She must complete the task before the time is over.
The winged demon stands up, the roses near were almost death, the gardener of the green has must forgotten them, she walk to then and took a thorn, Alydra and Sylphy were looking, silence. Jitril make her palm blood with the thorn, both drow were surprised and did nothing, the winged demon sing weird words, almost a murmur.
The roses slowly become alive. “he’s close by now” Alydra don’t change the expression of tiredness but her older sister, Sylphy was concern.
“how long?”
“don’t mater how long” Jitril stands up and loon to the trees, that big green area of the city was not the perfect place to gust magic things, but that was better than have nothing at all. “ it’s about who, our god shall hunt the one disturb him in his sleep”
Alydra was looking to the nearest street. The imminent morning was waking up the city and its inhabitants, the noise was raising quickly at same time that her thoughts. Maybe she can scare a few people but not all the city and even with all her spell she will no be able to protect her sister.
“Is time to back or…” was all she need to say. Sylphy understood, she looks to the winged demon “in the office were be more able to protect you and discover who disturber the god”
That’s was no the best idea for Jitril, she wants to find out right now. Sylphy just look into the winged demon and she accepted, the last time Jitril was captured easily.
The winged demon put on her cap and walk after Alydra. The three walk in the green until the other side, a mourning cab was passing and they stop it. Even the morning has a little rewards, thug Alydra near the hafling driver.
“this is our best card in this game” Said mentally Sylphy to her sister, Alydra look into the rear-view mirror, asking what was talking about her older sister. “this are the final days of the golden elves”
Sylphy put a little card with a number in it in the hand of her younger sister “call them” Jitril was in turn of being amazing. This two drows were spoken in riddles.
III
Nöir was sitting in her desk, in middle of her private office. A gret window behind her, a couple or painting hanging in the wall, book shelter replete of books of every rule in the city, in her desk: a jar with death roses, an old laptop and the photos of tree golden elves, her Platonic lovers. She was so frustrating, two days past for the incident in the rock cells, she can’t even remember what she took for breakfast that day. And all she knows from that day was for the drows guards. Even the records of the video cameras were erased.
She need to find the winged demon and the member of the Ningen Moyou. But how you can find a old well organized mafia?. That wasn’t the hard thing to do, the thing was, why the Ningen Moyou were keep the demon? That was the perfect formula for destroy all the city in all her recon.
“my men don’t have more information ma’am” say a soft voice, almost sexy in the tune and every syllable pronounced, this man was the only man to have the permission of entrance at that office, Nöir’s hair straighten, she feel his cheeks heating. The only man in all Ssinsschel’el to get that effect alter the young heir of crown was the lieutenant Sir Xereth Mc’Brigth, the only half golden elf in all the city, the most gentle person she knows, patient, quiet but at same time, a good fighter. The bad tongues always say ‘Xereth was the leader of the black group’. So, Xereth was old enough but still handsome and a good person, he always wears ribbons in favor one or other groups of self care or cancer disease .
Nöir look at him as a retarded child, this make Xereth just cross his arms and look in another direction, in his lips, this time, he has a little branch. This mean he was at the green.
“ma’am?” he call gently, but Nöir was helpless.
”Sir” the tiny voice call from the other room, this was Sir Jeremy Jourman, the young werecat, his big cat ears was the most notorious in him. The office now feels so small and warm. Jeremy doesn’t know that he can’t enter to that office. He was a complete novice. “We have repots of drows” that’s all need to make Xereth out that office.
“In a half click tell me” Xereth say to the werecat, this new guys always tell everything, every little details, just everything, even the number of the phone of the cousin’s friend.
Jeremy smiles, sight and began “in the morning of the sixth day or the fourth month in the cat years, a black cab with the serial number of..”
“Sir Jurman” interrupted Xereth sitting in a desk “just the point”
“yes sir” answered happy “a cab report two drows and a big critter”
“half drows?” Xereth spit the branch.
“no, two female drows, with golden eyes”
Drows were common in a ancient city old Drows, so for Xereth may be this can mean nothing. Even the color of the eyes. For him were just people and they don’t have nothing for pursuit. He need to find the winged demon”
“the driver says that the critter spoke funny and was wearing a cloak” Continued Jeremy. That’s make a little more of sense for Xereth.
“where….” Was about to questing, but as we mentioned before, Jeremy knows all details.
“he lead them to the Theerim habitat” the only place in all Ssinsschel’el to be like a Honeycomb, well that was a Honeycomb in fact, its older inhabitants were the half bees and went the royal family comes to Ssinsschel’el they abandon complete, they said “there isn’t two queens in a Honeycomb”
Xereth search in his pockets something to chew, everything. Sir Jeremy pull out a new little brand from his own pockets, the lieutenant wasn’t grateful, in fact was a little annoying with new Sir.
“tell me that you don’t search in my half file”
“then a will tell a lie sir” The werecat smiles, his big ears move as something was bitten.
“well, thank you for the half moil, now go to half rest” The half golden elf change his punt of view in order get clear his thinking.
“no sir” says Jeremy “we must go with the chief royal guard, remember?”
“half” just say Xereth
“sir we must hurry for don’t redound with the retard ” Xereth now was distant, in other plane “sir we must don’t redound with the bad reputation of the force” Jeremy trains again but his lieutenant’s mind was beyond the words. That was the reason the half golden elf has a lot of reports medals, recommendations, and dates The elf was one of the improvers of the rules and breaker of them as well.
Nobody knows what happen in his mind, except of course for the Oblodra House out-ruled.
To be continued ….
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