Magi Saga 1: Epic Calling (32 page)

So she’d resolved to make some changes to their relationship. But first, she needed to know if there might be anything else that Xander knew about that she might be interested in.

She sat on top of him, straddling him where he lay on the bed, but faced away from him, her hands holding his ankles so he could get a good view of himself entering her as she brought him to a body shaking climax. He writhed on the bed in pure ecstasy as she felt him explode within her.

She stayed on top of him for a few moments more, moving her hips about as his orgasm faded. After a moment, she climbed off him and walked to the window, leaving Xander to enjoy the afterglow she knew he’d be in.

She looked out over the city as the sun approached the horizon turning the sky into a golden glow as it sank towards the buildings that seemed to reach up, clawing at the bright disk of light.

‘Fuck me Angel, that was great,’ Xander said where he lay behind her.

Angel raised her eyebrows for a moment. Was it, she thought. She’d had better. He was lazy in bed, letting her do all the work, typical of his type. She’d had fun, but she needed to know if there might be anything else in that head of his that might be of use to her. She cast out with her senses, looking to get a feel for his emotional state, looking at his aura to see if she’d done enough to loosen him up.

He seemed to be about there, so he faked a smile and turned back to him.

‘We needn’t stop there, we have all night to get reacquainted,’ she purred at him. It had been a few weeks since her last visit.

She walked over to the bed, swinging her hips as she went and climbed onto the bed again, straddling his legs and running her hands up his thighs as she looked into his eyes.

‘We do, I’ve been looking forward to it,’ he said.

‘I bet you have,’ she answered as she took hold of his cock and started to caress it and bring him back to full arousal.

After a few moments, he felt hard in her hands and laid his curly blonde haired head back down into the pillow, enjoying the sensations she gave him. She smiled inwardly and said, ‘I’ve been meaning to thank you for the information about the dig in Egypt, that was great to have. Knowing what Yasmin is up to is very useful,’ she said.

‘Of course, anything,’ he gasped. ‘Just keep going.’

Angel kept one hand on his cock, gliding it up and down over him as she placed her middle finger in her mouth and moistened it as she pulled it out again.

‘Anythng?,’ she asked.

‘Sure, I’d do anything for you, oh wow, that feels so good.’

Angel pressed her wet finger up against his anus and pushed it in.

‘Tell me everything you know about Yasmin’s plans, anything at all,’ she said as he lifted his hips from the bed in unbridled pleasure.

‘Oh god, oh wow, ah, aah, I don’t know anything else, you know as much as I do, holy shit that feels good. Arron doesn’t tell me anything these days, oh fuck that’s good.’

‘Nothing, you no nothing else?’ she said, her voice becoming more serious, but he didn’t notice her tone, he was too into the moment.

‘Nothing. Oh god, I’m gonna cum in a moment.’

‘No you’re not,’ she said as she shifted her grip on his penis and sank her long nails into its blood filled length and pulled with her inhuman strength while using her other hand to grip his hips between his legs, her finger still inside him.

With a sound like cabbage being pulled in half she ripped his penis right off, his skin stretching and tearing, blood gushing from his groin covering Angels body in Crimson as he let out an alien sounding scream of agony.

He rolled from the bed holding his groin in pure panic. His wide eyes darting about as he looked down at the endless torrent of blood that flowed over his hands. Angel watched and as he looked up at her, she raised the sausage like appendage above her head and let the blood flow from it into her mouth. It tasted salty and not at all nice, but the look on that idiots face was worth it.

He seemed frozen in place, no doubt the shock of what she’d just done, but she wasn’t finished with him yet. She threw his flaccid cock across the room to her left and rose to her feet, stepping forward and off the bed.

She knew she looked a fright, naked with blood splattered over her torso.

Xander backed off from her into the lounge as she calmly stalked towards him. His defences were down, his Aegis had been dropped earlier before they had first had sex and she noted that he wasn’t making any attempt to create a new one. She wasn’t surprised by this, with her Magic she could see his thoughts were erratic to say the least as pain flooded his brain while he tried to make sense of what was happening to him.

‘What, whats going on. Who, who are you?’

‘You’ve out lived your use to me Xander,’ she said. ‘I’m pretty sure Yasmin knows you’re leaking information to someone, maybe she even knows it’s me, I don’t know. But you don’t know anything of use to me any more so you’re just a loose end now. A liability. I’d say it’s been fun, but really, it hasn’t. You were mildly useful to me for a little while, but that time is at an end I’m afraid.’

‘You, you’re what? I don’t get it. Look, I can help you, I know things.’

Angel hadn’t read his mind before because he was a Magi, he’d have detected her doing so and she needed him ignorant of what she could do. She needed him to believe they were in this together, that they were Bonnie and Clyde striking out on their own. But that time had ended, so she didn’t care anymore. She reached out with her Magic and plunged deep into his mind, like a magical arm reaching out to rummage through the box of his memories. It took but a moment, it wasn’t subtle and for the few seconds she did it, Xander went rigid and looked like he might be having a fit as he started to foam from the mouth while his eyes rolled back into his head.

Hunting through a mind like this with no delicacy could sometimes be incredibly damaging to someone, Magi tended to fair better and usually came away fine, but a Mortal would often be left brain damaged from such an attack.

She pulled her Magic back having found nothing of interest that she didn’t already know as Xander grabbed an item of furniture to keep from falling over as he caught his breath and spat the foam to the floor.

‘No you don’t,’ she said, answering his statement. She raised her hand and a knife flew across the room from the kitchen right to her, she caught it by its handle and smiled at him. ‘I’m going to enjoy this, it’s been a while since I’ve really cut loose, so to speak.’

Xanders eyes widened as she quickly Ported the few meters between them, appearing right in front of Xander where she kicked him in the chest. He dropped to the floor with a thud.

‘No, no, no, stop, don’t do this,’ he protested as she quickly dropped and stabbed him in the chest. The huge knife went in easily as he screamed.

‘See,’ she said. ‘Fun!’ She pulled out the knife and stabbed him again, and again, and again while her magic held him down, helpless while she continued to put holes in him, spraying blood up the wall next to her.

Angel stood in front of the bathroom mirror and half smiled at herself. She felt great, the release of really letting go like that had cleared out any pent up stresses from recent weeks like nothing else could. Xanders body, or, what was left of it, lay in a jumble in the bath next to her, body parts sticking out of the tub at strange angles white ribbons of stringy viscera hung over the edges. Blood was everywhere and she had been covered in the stuff. It always amazed her just how much blood there could be in the human body. A little Magic would clear up the mess, there wouldn’t be a trace of blood left anywhere once she left here.

She turned on the shower and waited for it to warm up before stepping under its cleansing flow and letting it wash the blood from her body.

She needed to make some enquiries, find out what local shops and establishments there were that someone with a Magical Artefact might visit if they wanted more information. She had her people following Vito, but she needed to get ahead of the game and find that Artefact before Vito and the Inquisition did.

Grand Inquisitor Damask,

You will be glad to hear I found the Hotel of the family who bought the Artefact. They are the Lockwood’s and they live in London. I’m tying up a few loose ends here and then I will be moving my investigation to England.

I will provide more details soon.

May God be with you.

Knight Inquisitor de Luca

An old friend

Donegal, Ireland

6
th
July

The building looked smaller than she had remembered it, not quite so imposing or prison like as it had once been to her, but then, her life had changed so much since she was last here.

Amanda had walked up the long drive and was now stood out front of the large and stately looking building that served as the main entrance to the school and looked at it with different eyes than the ones she had last seen it with. When she had left the orphanage at the tender age of fifteen, it had seemed very much like a prison to her, somewhere she had desperately wanted to escape from into a better life.

She could never have guessed where four years would have brought her to in such a short space of time, and on the day she had run away, few could have told her she would be back here now.

The Convent, the School and the Orphanage were located in a cluster of old and new buildings and their rather extensive grounds were divided up between the three parts of the estate. Deeper into the complex, on the back of the buildings that were in front of Amanda sat the Convent and the Nunnery, which remained strictly out of bounds to just about everyone, not that that had stopped Amanda back in her day. The Convents grounds were modest and well kept, totally walled in and separate from the rest of the estate.

The School took up the lion’s share of the land, with a mix of large modern and old buildings that housed the classrooms, dorm rooms and teachers offices. Arrayed about the building were the school’s sports and playing fields, and Amanda could hear the sounds of hockey or something going on off on a distant pitch.

Off to her right though was the building that she had called home for the first fifteen years of her life, the Orphanage, and it looked very much as she had remembered it from back when she were here.

She stood there for a while, just looking at that building, and thinking just how much different it now felt to her, now her view of the world had changed so very much.

It was her birthday today, and it seemed like a fitting time to return and see if anyone she remembered was still here. She hoped that Emmanuel, the Mother Superior that had looked after her so well, might still be here, she desperately wanted to apologise to her for running away and causing what must have been a lot of trouble for them.

She also wondered about Alicia, her old friend that she had once been so very close too. She wondered if she might still be here as she had always said she had wanted to be a Nun.

Tearing her eyes away from the Orphanage she walked into the front entrance of the school building and into the large lobby area filled soft looking sofa’s on the lovely plush carpeted floor. Behind a sizable desk sat a bookish middle aged woman who battled with a computer keyboard. Amanda walked up to the desk and waited a couple of seconds before the woman gave up on whatever she’d been doing and looked up.

It was a nice pleasant day today and Amanda had come out in a pair of faded light blue jeans that had a number of rips and holes in them that revealed thigh and leg beneath, she also had on a white sleeveless top that had a cartoon pumpkin face print on it with a loose denim jacket over the top and a pair of white trainers on her feet. Her hair was loose and cascaded in crimson streams down her back and shoulders.

As the woman slowly looked up, a disapproving expression crossed her face as her gaze passed the ripped jeans and the top Amanda wore, she probably thought it looked a little too tight and the Jeans too revealing, but Amanda smiled on at the woman until her gaze met Amanda’s. There was a slight sneer on the woman’s lips

‘Yes dear, can I help you? Are you late for class?’ Surprisingly her accent sounded English, and she had something of a plummy tone to her.

Amanda flashed her teeth in a grin before replying. ‘I’m sorry, no, I’m not a student here.’

‘Oh, then what can I do for you young lady?’ she seemed slightly more amiable suddenly.

‘Well, I
used
to be a student here, an Orphan in fact, and it’s been a few years since I left, but I was in the area and thought I would come back and pay it a visit, see what the craic is and re-live some memories so to speak.’

‘Oh, well how nice for you my dear. I hope you found a lovely family to live with.’

‘Something like that yes.’

The woman nodded and smiled up at Amanda. ‘It’s always good to hear of the successes.’

Amanda smiled.

‘I suppose you will be wanting to have look around then?’ The woman asked. ‘I’ll see if I can find a teacher on a free period for you.’

‘Oh, it’s no bother, really, I know my way about I think, I’m sure I’ll remember it once I get going.’

‘Oh, I’m sorry dear but you can’t just go wandering off around a school on your own. It’s regulation you know, I need to get someone to go with you. Whats your name?’

‘Oh, I see, of course. I’m being an ejit, I’ll just wait over here then, and my names Amanda, Amanda- Jane Page, I left here a couple of years ago.’

‘Very good, I’ll be with you in a moment.’

As she walked away she could feel the receptionists glare on her back, she clearly didn’t like Amanda’s dress sense.

Amanda wandered over to a wall filled with photos in both black and white, and colour as the receptionist made a call. She found there was a photo for each year’s full set of students, and quickly back tracked to when she had been a student here and studied the photos looking for her face.

She quickly found it and smiled at the young fresh faced girl that beamed back at her, her red hair making her stand out even then. She found Alicia too, her long black hair falling in curtains on either side of her face. The photos were fascinating, a window back in time to a life that seemed very alien to her now.

A few minutes passed and a young man walked into the lobby wearing dull green trousers that didn’t quite reach his ankles and a sleeveless jumper over a white shirt. He wore glasses and his hair was combed neatly and held in place with a little too much hair gel. He can’t have been much older than Amanda was, and he came into the lobby in a bit of a fluster, a half finished cup of coffee in one hand. He walked in not seeing Amanda off to his left, and looked at the woman behind the desk. When she looked up he made a slight gesture that said “where is she”, in just a shrug and sweep of his free hand.

The woman flicked her finger in Amanda’s direction and went back to her work while the teacher turned on the spot and nearly fell over the arm of the chair he knocked into as he did so.

‘Slick,’ she said to herself, irony in her tone.

The man - although from the look of him, Amanda couldn’t help but think of him as a boy rather than a man – flushed at his clumsiness and gingerly stepped round the chair.

‘Hi, I’m William, nice to meet you.’

Amanda stepped forward and took Williams hand and shook it gently, ‘Amanda, nice to meet you too. Are you a Teacher here?’

‘Oh, not really no, not yet, I’m training, this is a placement for me. I’m only here for a few weeks.’ She noted how his gaze kept dropping to her chest, she didn’t mind, let him look she thought.

‘Oh, okay, so you get handed the jobs no one wants to do like showing round an ex-student.’

William laughed self-consciously, not sure if he should do or not.

‘Well Will, shall we get under way?’

‘Yes, yes lets.’

He led her out of the lobby, holding the door for her, and into the corridor beyond which led into the school proper.

‘So, you used to be a student here?’ He asked her.

‘A few years ago, I was an Orphan and lived next door.’

‘Oh, I see, the Deputy Head didn’t tell me much about you when she told me to come down here. So how come you came back?’

‘Well, you know, I was in the area and thought it would be nice to come and have a look around, bring back a few memories don’t you know?’

‘Oh I understand. So, you live locally then?’

‘In a village on the other side of the Blue Stack Mountains.’

‘That’s a bit of a trek for you isn’t it, having to go all the way round the mountains?’

‘Oh, not really, it wasn’t too bad.’

‘So when did you leave us?’

‘I was fifteen when I left.’

‘It’s always nice when one of the Orphans gets adopted.’

Amanda smiled, not wanting to correct him.

‘Well,’ he said, ‘you should recognise most of the Teachers I would have thought. I can’t see many of them leaving in the few years you’ve been gone.’

‘I’m recognising a lot already.’

He nodded and led Amanda through the corridors, letting Amanda dictate the route for the most part, happy to let her take the lead and remember her way around. As she wandered the corridors she was filled with the memories of her time here, seeing places she hung out and being in awe of it all. She looked in on some of the old classrooms she had been taught in, which were now filled with the faces of strangers. As she walked the hallways, she passed a few Nuns, Students and Teachers going about their business, some of whom ignored them, other said hi as she passed.

In a number of classrooms she saw her old teachers taking classes and each time a new flood of memories washed over her as she remembered her time here, walking these corridors and sitting in these rooms.

‘So, do you live with your family now then?’ William asked.

‘Well actually I moved out fairly quickly, got my own place.’

‘Really? You must be doing okay then?’

‘I’m doing alright to be sure.’

‘Do you get out much? Go into town at all?’

Amanda sensed he was leading somewhere with this, she had continued to catch him with his eyes on her chest or bum, but she had no desire to be asked out by him, so she thought a carefully dropped in lie at this point would head him off at the pass and save him some embarrassment later.

‘Only with my boyfriend, we just head to the local occasionally.’

‘Oh, that sounds nice.’

She could sense the disappointment in his voice without having to read his mind, but he would be better off not getting involved with a Magus, whether he knew it or not.

Eventually William took her to the Staff Room to get a coffee and while he busied himself at the machine she stood nearby feeling a little out of place in what had always been a teacher only environment when she had been a student here.

Morning break had just started and the teachers where filing in, most just ignored her and went about their business and continued their conversations, but a few looked at her oddly in half recognition. It was Mr Croft who actually recognised her and came over to say hello. He had been her Geography teacher and she had constantly quizzed him on New York in the months before she left, clearly she had made an impression and he walked over, a growing smile of recognition on his face.

‘Amanda, I thought it was you. My word, how are you? How have you been? It’s been how long?’

‘Four Years,’ Amanda smiled.

‘Why yes, and look at you, you’re a young woman now, you look great. How have you been keeping?’

Amanda smiled warmly at him. ‘I’m very well Mr Croft.’

‘Call me Seb please.’

‘Oh, okay Seb,’ it felt odd
calling
a former teacher by his first name.

‘So what are you doing now? Do you have a job?’

‘I’m kind of between things at the moment, but I’m keeping very well and I’m happy,’ she smiled.

‘Well that’s the main thing. But what brings you here?’

‘I was in the area and really wanted to come back and see the place again. See if it was how I remembered it.’

‘And is it?’

‘It still looks the same, although it feels different, but that’s probably because I’m not a student here anymore.’

‘Well it’s really good to see you again Amanda. Oh, did you ever get to New York?’

She smiled. ‘I did. It was amazing, stunning. It’s an incredible city and I would love to go back some time soon. I’d love to live there actually.’

‘Really? You don’t see yourself staying in Ireland?’

‘For the short term, yes, my roots are here so I’ll always come back, and I do love this place, but New York is so vibrant and alive, so I’ll move over there at some point I think.’

‘Well, you do what’s right for you. Look, it’s been great to see you but I have to get on and be ready for my next class. Come back again sometime won’t you.’

‘To be sure! See ya.’

With that, he was off and consumed in his work once more. Amanda turned round to see Will, stood there with a coffee waiting for her, she went over and took it from him. It was barely warm, but it felt good to have a drink.

‘Do you see anyone else you recognise?’ Will asked.

‘There’s a few people, a few old Teachers of mine. No one I’d really say hi too though.’

As Amanda scanned the room her eyes landed on a Nun to one side of the room, she was all in grey and wore the coif on her head, the veil hanging down the back of her neck, with a white blouse under a grey cardigan, a grey knee length skirt with grey tights and very sensible shoes. But as she looked there was something very familiar about her and the way she moved, and as she turned more towards Amanda’s direction she suddenly realised it was Alicia, her friend from school.