Illusion (Chronicles of Nick 5)
Page 8Tabitha snorted. “Sounds a lot like my life.”
“You think that’s why you were sent here?” Amanda asked as she turned a corner. “Something’s trying to capture or kill you?”
“No idea. We tried to bind my powers last night. I’m thinking maybe the spell we used might have backfired.”
Tabitha shook her head. “No. It takes something with serious juice to rip someone from their universe and put them in another. Definitely not a misfire or runaway spell. Had to be done intentionally.”
That did not make him feel better. Kind of like a nail through his shoe. And if it was done intentionally, where was the responsible party?
Nick looked around nervously.
Amanda pulled into the narrow, tiny driveway of a small white shotgun. They got out as Karma parked her bike on the street in front of the house. After dismounting, she took her helmet off and held it by the strap as she joined them then led the way to her front door.
After she unlocked it, Nick followed them inside. “So why exactly are we here?”
No sooner had he asked the question than a bowl went flying at his head. With reflexes honed by fighting the worst of the paranormal world that liked to ambush him, he ducked.
The bowl shattered against the wall.
Tabby gave him an impressed smile. “Nice reflexes.”
“Hey!” Karma shouted out in a hostile bark. “What have I told you about that? Until you learn to pay bills again, lay off my stuff!”
“Who’s she talking to?” he whispered to Tabitha.
“Henrietta, I think.”
He frowned. “Who?”
“An irritating ghost.” Karma set her keys down on the small table in the foyer before she placed her helmet on the coat tree. “She came with the house and we’ve been at war ever since she told me to get out.”
Nick arched a brow at her bravado. Had a ghost told him to hightail it, he’d vapor off so fast, all he’d leave behind was a blur. “Why don’t you?”
Karma looked at him as if he was the one who was insane for asking a logical question. “My house. I told her when she learns to pay the bills, I’ll move out. But I’m not taking a hit on the price just because she’s too lazy to pack her things and move on. And let’s face it, she has a lot less to pack.” Karma tilted her head back to speak to the ceiling. “Start with me, and I’ll break out the ghost torment equipment again. See how y’all like that, huh? I’ll knock down walls, move furniture, and I’ll start playing Bauhaus on all the speakers. I know what a big Peter Murphy fan you’re not.”
“Okay.” Nick took a step closer to the door.
Amanda laughed. “Relax, kid. We’re here for Karma to commune with the spirits and see if they know what’s after you and why you’ve been yanked from home. With the exception of the Lalaurie mansion, her house is the most haunted in the city. There have been more murders here than anywhere else in Louisiana.”
Nick was aghast at her nonchalant tone over something that traumatized him. No wonder Madaug was always complaining about his older brother and the family Eric wanted to marry into. Madaug was right. All the Devereaux sisters were nuts. “Are you serious?”
Nodding, Tabitha pointed to the living room. “There was still blood on the walls from the last double homicide when she moved in.”
His jaw slack, he was completely flabbergasted as he faced Karma. “Why do you live here?”
“Any idea how much a house in the Quarter costs? Especially one this size? I got it for a steal.”
“Yeah, but aren’t you afraid?”
Nick really wanted to leave.
And I thought my life was whack.…
“C’mon.” Tabitha tugged at his arm. “We’ll protect you.”
Yeah, that was comforting. Never.
Nick glanced up at the large wrought-iron light fixture over their heads and remembered when the one in Kyrian’s house had tried to turn him into hamburger. He really didn’t want a repeat of that. “Just don’t let nothing drop another chandelier on me.”
With no real choice, he followed them upstairs to a bedroom that had been turned into a meditation room. Except it had an altar in one corner with a collection of African and Native American prayer fans lining one wall, along with leather bags, and rattles made from different animals. A dozen painted rawhide drums hung on the opposite side. The walls around him were painted a light blue with gold and white stamped over it.
Singing words Nick didn’t understand, Karma began burning incense on the altar while Tabitha and Amanda sat on burgundy floor cushions that had been arranged in a circle. Karma sprinkled some kind of herb thing over him before she swept the incense toward him with a large handmade feathered fan.
Nick sank down on the cushion closest to him and looked at Tabitha and Amanda. They joined in with Karma’s chant.
Some invisible force pulled Nick’s hair.
“Hey!” he snapped, rubbing at his head where it stung.
Karma said something in that language he couldn’t decipher.
“I hope you’re telling it to leave me alone.” No sooner had he spoken than another spirit punched him in the back, knocking him forward. His anger rising, Nick hissed.
The spirit jerked his hair again.
Furious, he rose to his feet to confront his unseen tormentor. But faster than he could blink, something grabbed him by the throat and launched him into the air before it pinned him to the wall, right in the middle of the prayer fans. Insane laughter rolled through the room like thunder.
Unable to move, Nick struggled to breathe as something that felt like a boa constrictor wrapped hard around his body, squeezing it tight.
Out of nowhere, a deep masculine voice whispered in his ear. “Well, well. What have we here? A tiny little morsel, being offered for my daily snack? Don’t worry. The pain won’t last long before I kill you.”
CHAPTER 5
Nick’s ears buzzed while Amanda, Tabitha, and Karma tried to pull him free from the wall where he was pinned. But all their efforts did was cause him more pain. Tighten the hold of whatever had him.
I’m going to die.
He had no powers to break free. No ability to fight. And it was obvious the women were every bit as helpless against whatever was attacking him as he was. He tried everything he could think of, but nothing worked. His sight dimmed.
Closing his eyes and knowing it was useless, he called out for Caleb or Kody to come to him. He didn’t know what else to do and it wasn’t in him to not at least try to fight. Man, what he wouldn’t give for one second of his powers again. Even a misfire would be welcomed right now.
All of a sudden, a battle cry echoed in the room. One minute Nick was blacking out, and in the next, he was free.
He hit the floor and landed on his back. Disoriented and paralyzed, he still couldn’t move. His head continued to swim as he saw Kody in her sexy warrior armor, battling a twisted shadow. It spat fire at her. She manifested a red shield that held a black phoenix in the center of it, and drove the shadow back.
Amanda, Tabitha, and Karma acted as if they couldn’t see her at all. The three of them surrounded him.
Amanda tilted his head back so that she could feel for his pulse.
“Is he dead?” Tabitha asked.
“He’s turning blue.” Amanda looked up. “Karma, call an ambulance!”
She ran to obey.
Even though he couldn’t move, Nick could still see Kody as she fought like a boss. In a matter of seconds, she rammed the creature into the wall.
With one last screech, it vanished.
Kody quickly scanned the room for more threats. When her gaze met his, her face paled.
She ran to him and knelt by his side. “Stay with me, Nick.” She leaned down and kissed him.
The moment her tongue touched his, her breath filled his chest and he finally could breathe again as her warmth spread through him. Yeah, he’d take a beating for her kiss any day, and line up twice on Sunday.
I am such a sick masochist.…
Amanda and Tabitha shrieked and scurried away from his body. Nick opened his eyes to find Kody still with him. Now dressed in a red sweater and jeans, she pulled back from his lips to smile down at him while the twins grabbed weapons from the wall.
Nick reached up to cup Kody’s soft cheek in his hand. No doubt about it, she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. And never had he been more grateful for her presence. “You’re really real.”
She wrinkled her nose at his odd words. “Are you all right? They hit you really hard, didn’t they?”
Ignoring that for once, he glanced around to the other women, who were now gaping at them. “I think I’m okay. But I don’t know what happened.”
Kody didn’t respond to him. Instead, she locked gazes with Karma. “We have to get him out of this house. Fast. The longer he stays here, the worse it’s going to get and the more attackers he’ll have.”
Tabitha glared at her. “Who are you?”
“What are you?” Amanda asked.
Kody answered neither twin. “Karma, you know I’m right. There are too many souls and demons that call this place home. We have to get him out. Clear us a path.”
Nodding, Karma moved to help Nick stand.
With Kody on one side and Karma on the other, Nick rose to his feet. He still didn’t know what was happening or why his body didn’t want to listen to his brain, but he’d learned better than to hesitate while being attacked by unknown creatures. Best to get clear and then interrogate later.
“How did you get here?” he asked Kody.
She helped him down the stairs. “I think you drew me to you.”
“How? I don’t have any powers left.”
She shrugged. “I don’t know any other explanation. I was on Menyara’s porch to ask her where you were and the next thing I knew, I was here with you.”
Leaning him against the wall, Karma left his side to open the front door while the twins pulled up the rear.
“I still want to know what you two are,” Tabitha demanded.
“At the moment, unwanted guests.” Kody glanced around the house with a stern frown. “What kind of place is this? I’ve never seen so many ghosts and demons in one location in my life … not even a cemetery.”
Amanda shrugged. “Karma doesn’t like to be alone.”
Not wanting to think about that, Nick headed out the door with Kody, but as soon as he was through the threshold, she jerked to a stop and stayed inside.
Her face pale, she tried to walk out and couldn’t. She kept hitting an invisible wall.
When Nick started back for her, Karma pulled him to a stop. She leveled a malevolent glare at Kody. “You’re a ghost?”
Kody ignored her question as she pounded against an unseen barrier. “What is this?”
Nick rolled his eyes at Karma. “She’s not a ghost.”
“Yes, she is.” Karma gently pushed him toward the stairs. “I have a protection spell that prevents ghosts from leaving the house. It stops them at the door.”
Tabitha touched Kody’s arm. “She feels solid and warm.”
Karma gave her sister an irritated smirk. “Step through and see for yourself.”
Tabitha moved through the door without a problem. As did Amanda.
Kody still couldn’t leave the house.
With an arrogance that was palpable, Karma folded her arms over her chest. “Like I said, she’s a ghost.”
Unable to believe it, Nick stared at his girlfriend. It couldn’t be true. It wasn’t possible. “Kody?”
Tears welled in her green eyes as she splayed her hand against the invisible barrier. “The vision you had of the Malachai killing me in battle wasn’t a dream, Nick. We bonded that night while I was trying to ground you, and you shared my memories. I died by your hand. You, as the Malachai, killed me.”
His stomach hit the ground as total disbelief consumed him. “I don’t understand.” His dream had been clouded and strange. He’d been both Kody’s protector and her killer?
“The man you stabbed in your vision, the one who ran to protect me, wasn’t really you, Nick. That was my older brother you slew before you used his sword to kill me.”
Horror invaded every part of his being as he saw himself in his demon form again in that battle. Cold. Merciless. Uncaring. He’d felt nothing as he cut through his enemies.
Nothing as he cut down Kody and watched her die at his feet.…