On the Evil Scale: Keeper of La Tecla (The Key) Book Two

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๐“’๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“น๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ป 33

๐’œzir and I slowly ventured down the steps leading to Axeonโ€™s cavern, discussing the Isle and how it hasnโ€™t changed since his last visit, to meeting Marxus after his wife Diannah and daughter Lily died, and first encounter with Axeon. I paused on the steps, looking down at Azir asking softly,

โ€œSo...if Marxus was 550 years old, no offense here but how old are you?โ€

Azir laughed calmly then replied, as he too paused on the steps,

โ€œI am 620 years old. I was a few years older when Marxus and I first met; who was in his late thirties, I recall.โ€

โ€œWow. Thatโ€™s a lot of history.โ€ I smiled, โ€œNot as old as a 6300 year old DemonJinn Iโ€™ve recently met, but you must know and have seen so much.โ€ I admired.

โ€œPardon me, but did you just say a 6300โ€ฆDemonJinn!?โ€ Azir questioned curiously.

โ€œYes. A god actually.โ€ I bit my lower lip, growing flustered as Molockโ€™s image came to mind.

โ€œAnd does this Demonโ€ฆ.Jinn have a name?โ€ Azir took a step higher.

โ€œMolock.โ€ I cleared my throat, โ€œHis name is Molock.โ€

โ€œMolock!?โ€ his voice echoed.

โ€œIโ€™m guessingโ€ฆby your reaction, youโ€™ve met?โ€ I wondered then glanced around, waiting to see if heโ€™d actually appear since his name was mentioned three times.

Azir turned away muttering,

โ€œNo. Iโ€ฆhavenโ€™t had the unpleasantness but I have heard OF him, yes. And theyโ€™re NOT pleasant tales. You MUST stay away from him!โ€ he continued down the steps, โ€œNothing good comes from selling your soul...especially a Jinn!โ€

โ€œThatโ€™ll be difficult, especially since he can pop in at any time, anywhere.โ€ I informed.

โ€œWhat!? Did you summon him!?โ€

โ€œAzir, Iโ€™m a half-breed with limited arcane capabilities and I donโ€™t think summoning is anywhere among them. And none of the other Demons here conjured him either.โ€ I argued, โ€œBesides, he disguised himself as my teacher from Ireland.โ€ I went on explaining the events that took place. I paused, feeling so stupid, realizing how this all must have sounded to a superior being such as Azir, โ€œThatโ€™s about it.โ€ I shrugged, โ€œAnd since weโ€™re on the subject of magical beingsโ€ฆโ€ I raised my eyebrow, โ€œIโ€™d like to know more about you, your history and that of Marxusโ€™ as well, please?โ€

He studied the young woman standing before him then turned away and although I couldnโ€™t see his face, he resumed his tales upon my request,

โ€œAfter his wife and daughter passed, I helped Marxus control his magic of which he was recklessly abusing and wasting, teaching him how to harness it. He was a very powerful man in his own right. Iโ€™m a Jinn yes, but he was different and unique and I meant that from a magical stand point. He did things sometimes out of the ordinary that I never taught him. Perhaps it had something to do with his Immortal status, thatโ€™s unknown, but itโ€™s been a century since Natash and I have seen him. Heโ€™s greatly missed.โ€

โ€œHe was unique indeed, and very wise. He helped me understand this place but now, Iโ€™m learning about it in an entirely different way...ways Iโ€™m sure he didnโ€™t anticipate.โ€

โ€œYes, there areโ€ฆmany things about the island that you have not discovered but in time, when youโ€™re ready to know about them, youโ€™ll be shown.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s not at all cryptic.โ€ I teased.

โ€œMm. Now I have a question for you, Yzavela.โ€ he whispered, taking another pause on the steps that seemed to be going on forever.

โ€œAsk away.โ€ I urged.

He stood on the steps; gazing into my shadowed eyes. With the light given off from the orb slowly circling above our heads, he asked his question which didnโ€™t surprise me,

โ€œHow and where did your demonic DNA originate and how extensive are yourโ€ฆโ€

โ€œPowers?โ€ I answered, โ€œI donโ€™t know their full extent but I know enough and Iโ€™m learning new things everyday from other Demons and half-breeds here.โ€ I continued explaining what I knew about that part of myself, โ€œI canโ€™t find out much more. I mean, I donโ€™t think thereโ€™s an ancestry for Demons or half-breeds.โ€ I chuckled.

โ€œThere are ways and perhaps at another timeโ€ฆNatash can aid you in your search. Sheโ€™s never given negative results.โ€

โ€œIโ€™d appreciate that very much, thank you. How extensive is her knowledge on demons?โ€

โ€œShe has ways that still astonish even I, every time. Now, moving back on our previous topic, tell me what you know aboutโ€ฆMolock.โ€

โ€œI told you itโ€™s a long story, but a short version in a matter of a few sentences? He appeared as my teacher, introduced himself as Molโ€ฆthe DemonJinn, revealed some secrets about my familiars then left.โ€ I sighed deeply for I said all of that in one breath, โ€œAnd after he left, my mom and I searched through books from the Room of Secrets but they didnโ€™t reveal anything useful, except just bits and pieces about the Sumerian culture but I donโ€™t think any of it is accurate, soโ€ฆโ€

โ€œOf course the books wouldnโ€™t have the truth and yes, Molock derives from Sumeriaโ€ฆthe original race and source of magic for all Jinn. At least thatโ€™s what the tales of the Elders of my tribe tell every now and then. Amazing though, to think heโ€™s been around before humans were even conceived as a thought.โ€ Azir revealed bluntly, โ€œAnd youโ€™re taking all of this rather well, I canโ€™t understand why? If I were in your shoes, Iโ€™d be asking all sorts of questions.โ€

โ€œWell, when Marxus was around, believe me I had nothing but questions. However, and this is something he made me realize, is that asking questions expecting the answers, Iโ€™ll never be able to discover them for myself.โ€ I shifted my feet, โ€œSo, did that answer your question?โ€ I smiled.

โ€œYes...indeed it has.โ€ Azir grinned then turned shaking his head, โ€œWeโ€™re here, so letโ€™s keep this quiet for now. We donโ€™t want Axeon to worry about Molโ€ฆโ€

โ€œOh, he already knows.โ€ I walked past him, entering Axeonโ€™s cavern.

โ€œAnd heโ€™s alright with it!?โ€

โ€œDoesnโ€™t have much of a choice, but heโ€™s the one that warned me about someone pretending to be Marxus and sensed an ancient magic. Now, are we going to talk about YOU KNOW WHO or do you want to visit Axeon?โ€ I turned, searching for the dragonโ€™s blue mound, โ€œAxeonโ€ฆโ€ and glancing ahead, there he laid toward the back of the cavern; head rested on his front feet. Zanz ran toward the dragon then paused, releasing a low whine for heโ€™s never been in such close proximity of such a large beast. He backed away upon my beckoning then heeled.

He looked past my petite form at Azir, who stepped closer. He lifted his head, speaking verbally as he stood,

โ€œGreat greetings, Jinnโ€ฆit has been a long time.โ€

I respectfully stood aside with Zanz lying near a large boulder, watching as Azir spoke in his African tongue, placing his hands on Axeonโ€™s snout. They exchanged magic, creating a bluish-white spark between them and listening to Azirโ€™s language, it elegantly rolled off his tongue. They must have spoken for at least two hours when Azir broke away from their conversation, turning to me. He hesitated, watching as I played with a spark of flame I had conjured bouncing it around from hand-to-hand, just passing the time. Azir looked up into Axeonโ€™s eyes, receiving a slow wink as if acknowledging the half-breedโ€™s humor and natural Pyrokinetic ability. Clearing his throat, he startled her; sparks extinguishing as she released it from thought.

โ€œSorryโ€ฆyou say something?โ€ I smiled.

โ€œNot yet, no.โ€ Azir stood with hands clasped in front of him, โ€œHow were you doing that?โ€

โ€œDoing what?โ€ I teased.

โ€œI happen to know that Pyrokinetics need a source of fire in order to manipulate it, yet you...created it out of nothing.โ€ he gestured around observing that none of the firepits, torches or large sconces were ablaze in the current moment.

โ€œYeahโ€ฆโ€ I scratched behind my right ear shyly, โ€œI, uh...forgot to mention that?โ€

โ€œMention what?โ€ Azirโ€™s tone grew firm.

โ€œShe is a fire Demon, Azir Jaheem-Zuberi...and I sense she is and will be a powerful one when she truly comes into her own.โ€ Axeon revealed telepathically before I could answer.

โ€œThere you have it.โ€ I gestured at Axeon, โ€œWait, what does that mean?โ€

โ€œDoes anyone know about this?โ€ Azir questioned.

โ€œAbout what? Me or Axeon?โ€ I argued, growing agitated of all the questions.

โ€œBoth, I suppose.โ€

โ€œYes. Everyone knows about both of us, but of course, no one knows where he dwells. I wanted to protect him from those here that might be too close minded to accept his existence but thatโ€™s sort of hard when he made himself known. Azirโ€ฆโ€ I approached the tall being who stood straight, โ€œI would never put Axeon in danger by allowing anyone down here. The most heโ€™s seen is when he flies above the island where the Wraiths and Demons on the wall catch the glimpse of his cloaked shimmer in the sky. Besidesโ€ฆโ€ I backed away, โ€œpeople are living on an island with Wraiths, Lycynians, a Hellhound and Fire-Demon half-breed, soโ€ฆI think theyโ€™ll be fine.โ€ I paused, hearing Erikโ€™s voice calling out my name telepathically in an urgent tone, โ€œI have to go. Somethingโ€™s wrong. If you want to stay here, you know the way but Iโ€ฆโ€ I ended my words as I turned, rushing toward the stairs ascending them quickly with my massive hound leading ahead.

Azir watched as the young woman disappeared up the stairs then he too, received a telepathic message from Natash who remained upstairs in the study. Even Axeon sensed an urgency.

โ€œGo, Jinn...we will discuss things at another moment in time. The half-breed needs you.โ€ Axeon urged, โ€œGO!โ€ he nudged the Jinnโ€™s back pushing him gently forward.

โ€œAhโ€ฆโ€ Azir grunted, โ€œI see you havenโ€™t lost your pushiness.โ€ he grinned then turned, following after.

As soon as I stepped through the bookshelf with my feet barely placed on the studyโ€™s floor, two of Azirโ€™s guards held Erik up against the door; their Scimitar blades piercing the surface of his chest and groin without drawing blood. Erik winced, feeling a burning sensation from the bladesโ€™ cold steel, then released a low Demonsโ€™ groan that to the Jinn standing before him, sounded like a growl.

โ€œLet him go!โ€ I insisted respectfully.

The guards looked upon their Queen then glanced toward the bookshelf where Azir stood; the bookshelf sliding closed slowly behind him creating a dramatic silhouette.

โ€œLet him go!โ€ Natash ordered as she stood alongside, โ€œThe young man poses no threat here.โ€

โ€œNOW!โ€ Azirโ€™s voice boomed.

The guards swiftly lowered their Scimitars with such precision and unison, then turned facing their King and Queen, resheathing their weapons like a military cadet troupe.

Abraxas flew toward me, landing upon my shoulder while Zanz, hearing the agitation and firmness in everyoneโ€™s voice, began becoming agitated himself as he released low growls. I grabbed the scruff of fur on the back of his neck giving a gentle but firm squeeze; he lowered his head in submission before lying at my feet.

โ€œWhere the bloody hell were you!?โ€ Erik questioned in a demanding tone, adjusting his shirt, โ€œAnd thanks, mates...you just ruined this shirt!โ€

โ€œIt is a shirt. Surely a boy with riches such as yourself can afford another.โ€ one of the Jinn argued in a deep voice, following the same accent as their King and Queen.

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong!?โ€ I ignored his tone.

โ€œThings are going to sh*t up on the wall. Everyoneโ€™s barking mad!โ€ Erik answered, ignoring the Jinnโ€™s remark.

โ€œWhy!? Whatโ€™s coming!?โ€ Natash interrupted, standing next to the young pureblood.

โ€œWhatโ€™s comโ€ฆhow did you know!?โ€ Erik protested, eyeing her up and down.

โ€œAlright, tell me along the way!โ€ I rushed toward the door and descending the stairs, he relayed the events taking place. Once outside and through the iron gate surrounding the manor, Derek and Anthony ran across the field toward us hearing the commotion from the guards on the wall.

โ€œWhat the hell is going on!?โ€ Anthony inquired.

โ€œI donโ€™t know. Iโ€™m just hearing about it myself.โ€ I answered.

โ€œYza! Erik!โ€ Nickโ€™s voice appeared ahead of us a little ways across the field; he sped toward us in a blur, โ€œGet up there, now!โ€ he urged then backed away, teleporting back to his post.

Erik stood alongside me ready to portal us among the guards but I added quickly,

โ€œAs soon as I find out what it is, Iโ€™ll come find you so stay close. You too, Derek.โ€ I nodded then turned to Erik, โ€œReady.โ€

He waved his left hand opening a portal that sparked violently before forming into a large 6 foot hole between the distances of where we stood, to the wall. It swirled slowly, creating a swift breeze and closing my eyes holding my breath, we leapt through appearing on the wall.

Derek and Anthony watched as our figures appeared, alongside green pillars.

โ€œF*ck me, Giovanni...Iโ€™ll never get used to all the magical sh*t around here.โ€ Derek shook his head, combing his hair back.

โ€œSorry, Derek...but youโ€™re not my type.โ€ Anthony teased, โ€œWrong sex and too ugly.โ€ he smiled.

โ€œF*ck offโ€ฆโ€ Derek chuckled, as did Anthony; they sat on the fountainsโ€™ ledge waiting.

โ€œThank god!โ€ Justin muttered then sped toward us, โ€œYza, we uh...weโ€™ve got a bloody problem.โ€

โ€œClearly, so do you want to tell me what it is?โ€ I ordered, hearing a chorus of chaotic voices erupting on the wall followed by Abraxasโ€™ roars as he flew above and Zanzโ€™s howls as he jumped around near the base of the wall below.

โ€œLook out that wayโ€ฆacross the sea and toward the mainland.โ€ he walked me closer to the wallsโ€™ ledge, pointing out toward the harbor in the direction of the mainland.

โ€œWhat am I supposed to be looking at? I canโ€™t see a damn thing. Iโ€™m not aโ€ฆโ€ I snapped but was handed a single pair of binoculars, โ€œIโ€™m not even going to ask why Wraiths and Demons have binoculars.โ€ I gently took them from his hand then focusing the lenses toward the designated direction, five objects moved rapidly, growing closer by the minute.

One of the five anomalies, were another horde of a shadowed mass and the other four were flying ships with bright fog lights searching the sea below. Massive rust colored sails were attached to masts of a ship-like-body, vertically strung, helping navigate through the wind. Two rudders; one on each side of the rear end of the ships, aided the steering mechanisms while a large helm (pirateโ€™s steering wheel) turned the shipโ€™s direction. Steam spat from pipes running along the underbelly of the ship, as two grand propellers spun, keeping the crafts afloat. Painted on the sails; were logos of what looked to be some sort of a tribal dragon symbol.

Iโ€™ve heard of sea pirates but air pirates? Really? Focusing on the shadowed mass, they were the same evil Shadowed Ones we encountered the night on the wall when Marxus destroyed them. However, due to the lack of visibility; appearance fading in and out, it was hard to estimate how many there were.

โ€œSh*t...โ€ I mumbled, lowering the binoculars.

โ€œIโ€™ve never seen anything like them before! Where did those ships come from?โ€ Nick wondered curiously as he and other Wraiths used their supernatural vision to observe the masses.

โ€œTheyโ€™re scout ships from the Great City.โ€ I replied, turning to my friends, โ€œI remember the factory started manufacturing them before my mom and I escaped. Newest on the market, they claimed and only run on steam so that way they canโ€™t be hacked or have any of their electronic gadgetry blown out. Theyโ€™re quiet and are hard to detect. But the shadowed mass...weโ€™re all familiar with already.โ€ then I turned to Azir, โ€œYouโ€™re here to help? Prove it.โ€

โ€œAnything you need, itโ€™s done.โ€ Azir answered, followed by a quick bow of his head; Natash and the other Jinn followed the same action.

โ€œGood, thank you.โ€ I nodded then turned to Nick and Wyatt, โ€œHow long do you think we have before they reach us?โ€

โ€œAt their speed, Iโ€™d say two hours. Maybe less.โ€ Wyatt answered, โ€œIโ€™ve flown in one similar to those once, and they can pick up speed if the air currents are strong but since these donโ€™t have the weight of all the batteries and heavy engines, it could be less.โ€

โ€œWell, why canโ€™t any of the Demons just use that spell Marxus performed last time to get rid of them again?โ€ Caleb added truthfully, receiving nods in agreement, โ€œAnd there are more this time, than last time!โ€ he frowned, glancing out into the distance.

โ€œWhat spell!?โ€ Azir inquired, looking at us intensely.

Everyone who was there that night, briefly explained the spell Marxus had performed; I recited the words spoken and Azir grew pleased to hear them.

โ€œI created that spell.โ€ Azir grinned.

โ€œOf course you didโ€ฆโ€ I barked unintentionally, โ€œbut can you do it?โ€

โ€œYes, but Iโ€™ll be speaking in my own tongue.โ€

โ€œGreat!โ€ Justin smiled, โ€œWhoever he is can just boom...wipe them out and weโ€™re fine, right?โ€

โ€œJustin, you know better.โ€ Jon added, hearing the news of whatโ€™s taking pace, โ€œBesides, none of us know who they are or what sort of weapons they might possess, so no mate...this is a non-magical approach. But if they come here onto the island, then wellโ€ฆโ€ he clenched his fists then raised his hands as they took on a dark orange-red hue, โ€œthatโ€™s a different story, mate.โ€ he smiled with pleasure in his red Demon eyes.

โ€œThe young manโ€™s correct. My kin and I will handle the Shadowed Ones but our focus will entirely be on them, so Iโ€™ll need Axeonโ€™s help to add in a distraction on their part.โ€ he proposed.

โ€œWhat kind of distraction?โ€ Jon inquired.

โ€œSome of you will have to draw the attention of those flying the ships. Lure them to the ground and keep them there. They must not return to reveal our location to their higher-ups and if itโ€™s who we think it isโ€ฆโ€ Natash spoke then glanced at Azir in worry, โ€œyouโ€™ll want to make sure each and every one of them is dead.โ€

โ€œAlright...alrightโ€ฆโ€ I huffed, โ€œIโ€™ll leave a majority of the guards up here, but Justin, Caleb, Wyatt and Jon you come with me. You too, Erik.โ€ I instructed then walked down the wallsโ€™ length and holding onto one of the Wraiths, we appeared below and once our feet were on the ground, we strolled across the field while I explained my needs; Nick and Justin disappeared to spread the word to the nearest reach of warriors, โ€œCaleb, go with them but please...no flyers!โ€ I teased.

He smiled, disappearing after his fellow guards leaving Erik, Jon, Wyatt and I walking toward the manor where Derek and Anthony sat on the fountainโ€™s ledge; their anxious demeanor was clear as their feet tapped the ground and fists clenched. They jumped to their feet watching as I approached and before I could speak, they rushed out their questions and concerns.

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