Hot Blooded (12 page)

“Clear.”

“I just arrived in Redman’s territory. We meet with him first thing in the morning. I want you to check in with me again as soon as you can. If I feel any more issues from you, I’ll call. If I can’t get a hold of you or Tyler, I will drop what I’m doing and come after you.” I knew he would.

“Got it.”

“Jessica.” My father’s voice dipped low. “Please stay safe.”

“I’m doing my best.”

I clicked off the phone and reached down to grab a pair of pants out of my pack. Once I was dressed, I rejoined the group, strapping my pack on my back. Naomi stood silently next to the truck. She hadn’t moved since I’d taken the call. Eamon paced off to the side.

“You are strong,” she said firmly as I stopped. “Stronger than most.”

Was I strong or was I different? “I’m not going to argue with you, Naomi. But now’s not the time to talk about my genetic makeup. We’ve lost enough time. Which way are we headed? Lead the way.”

“We are one pass away from the correct entrance,” Naomi said; her voice rang with tension. “We will have to climb to the top of this peak and down to the next gorge. Once we cross the river at the bottom, we will pass into Selene’s territory. It will take longer than if you had found the correct entrance, but we have no choice now. Follow us.” Eamon was already moving through the trees.

“How did we miss it?” I asked, falling in step behind her. “This was the only road that made any sense on the GPS.” Danny trailed behind me, followed by Tyler, who had just locked the truck. Ray took up the rear. “Can Selene mess with GPS signals?” I guessed a goddess could do what she wanted if she was clever enough.

“Whether she can or cannot is not our concern,” Naomi said. “We do not need
GPS
. The road you were looking for had flood damage and the entrance has since been wiped away.” She arched an eyebrow over her shoulder at me like a pro. “You are a supernatural, are you not? I will be more precise in the future. I told you the road you wanted dead-ended into the lake. This”—she gestured around her—“does not.”

Touché. Another demerit for the hillbillies.

Tyler came up next to me, grumbling, “We can’t shift, so it makes it a little harder to find the right coordinates. Especially if they’re not on any map.”

“Yes, but direction isn’t our strong suit, is it?” Danny interjected. “Remember that time in the Everglades, tracking those alligators? It took us a week to get out of that bloody hellhole.” Danny chuckled to himself.

“You’re not helping,” Tyler growled.

We hiked straight up. The incline was steep, but the vamps seemed to glide over every stump and rock like it wasn’t even there. During the walk Danny had sidled up next to a patient Naomi and filled our walk with light banter. Eamon had taken in the lead, and the rest of us trailed after them.

“So what do you eat when you’re traveling, then?” Danny asked. “Not many humans out here to nibble on. Except for the one we’ve brought along, of course. We can loan him to you for the right price.” Danny laughed good-naturedly. He was pouring on the charm, and even though Naomi was keeping herself close, I could tell she was having a teensy bit of fun.

She indulged his curiosity pleasantly. “We don’t need to feed often. Our bodies are well preserved, requiring a fuel source only every few weeks or so. If we find ourselves out longer than necessary, we can take the blood of an animal. It’s not as nutritious, and has a terrible aftertaste, but it will suffice. We will not starve.”

“Where are you going to sleep when dawn breaks?” Danny asked. “Not a lot of spooky manors or crypts around here.”

She gave him a patient look, paired with a slight smile. “My brother and I have scouted this area. There are caves and cool places for us to stay during the daylight hours. They will do.”

I cleared my throat, coming up behind the two of them. “Will we arrive at the next pass before the sun rises?” As we’d climbed, I’d become more and more agitated. My body sensed Rourke was near. His essence was inside me and his blood sang directly to mine. I craved him.

My wolf prowled in my mind like a caged animal, sensing constantly for danger as the air grew thicker with Selene’s signature. Much like the immediate power a supe gave off, but more widespread. It brushed against my skin like an angry breeze.

“We will reach the peak in a few moments,” Naomi answered. “Then we will start our decent. Likely we will arrive at the bottom of the gorge by daybreak. From there my brother and I will escort you to her direct perimeter line, which starts after the stream at the bottom. We have been forbidden to take you farther. Eamon will sense the area and try to prepare you for what you will encounter, but once we reach the edge of her lands, you will face her obstacles on your own.”

“Of course,” I said. My agreement with the Vamp Queen had been for tracking to Selene’s boundary and nothing more.

Eamon stopped abruptly at the head of the line and we all slowed.

“What is it?” Tyler asked, edging his way to the front. The altitude was very thin here; the trees were less dense and scattered. We were just about to crest through the trees to the rocky edge of the summit, but we still stood within the forest. Ten feet in front of us the tree line stopped completely. Rolling
granite covered the top before the cliff sheered off on one side and led down to what I assumed was a stream.

I heard the water bubbling below.

“I sense something.” Eamon turned in a slow circle. “But Selene’s lands do not extend this far, so it should not be so. The signature is here, yet it’s different somehow. Changed.”

Tyler immediately put his nose to the sky and inhaled. “I smell something slightly acidic in the air. It smells like guano, but with a sharper twang.”

“Bat guano?” I asked. “Maybe we’re by a cave and the bats just came out to feed?”

“No,” Eamon said. “The smell is layered with a taste of Otherness, but one I’ve never sampled before. It’s bitter. Bitter always means bad.”

“I’m getting a trace of Otherness too.” Tyler opened his mouth to take the air over his tongue. “It’s almost undetectable, like it was supposed to be veiled, but the scent trickled out anyway.”

“I can’t detect anything,” Danny said. “But smelling is not my strong suit. Much like directions. I just don’t have the knack. Now, knocking someone out cold or handing them their teeth after a brawl, I’m your man.”

I inhaled, forcing the air in slowly. My wolf twitched her ears. I noticed something too. After a few breaths it became stronger as it settled over my taste buds. It was faint, but definitely bitter. “I’m not exactly surprised we’re coming up against something before we hit her ‘official’ territory,” I said. “She’d be foolish to let us draw too close without a fight. Plus, she loves games. Putting up some puzzling roadblock sounds like something she’d do. We need to tread very carefully from here.”

“I will investigate a bit farther.” Naomi strode for a large opening past the trees. A bright moon and a bevy of stars kept the night sky luminous. The stars ran in an almost continuous
swath of white. With my newly enhanced vision, I could see so much more. Stars that had been undetectable before now flickered in the sky. It was breathtaking. The only person who had an issue finding his way in the dark was Ray. He’d stumbled along behind us at less than half the pace, swearing up a blue streak as he went. But since he was following us on his own, I wasn’t complaining.

“Be wary out there,” I called. “It could be a trap.”

Naomi reached the clearing. “Once I pass out of these trees I’ll take to the sky and see what I can find—”

The instant she crossed the tree line she was swarmed.

Small, black creatures coated her, flapping their wings in furious motion. I ran toward her shouting, “Are those bats?”

If they were, they weren’t any kind of ordinary bats.

Before I could processes what was happening, Danny dropped his pack and lunged into the fray. “Get the bloody hell off of her, you beasts!” He tore them from her body. As they came off, so did bits of her clothing and skin.

“What are they?” I yelled to Eamon, coming up short of the trees and dropping my gear by the edge of the clearing. We had to know what they were in order to fight them. They hadn’t attacked her until she passed through the trees, so that had to mean there was a delineation of some kind. Eamon froze in place, staring at his sister. “Eamon!” I shouted. “What are they?”

“Winged devils.” He said it so quietly I had to strain to hear him.

“What?”

“Their proper name is
Camazotz,
which translates into ‘Death Bat of the Underworld.’ ”

Underworld? These were from the
Underworld
? “How do we stop them?” I urged.

He didn’t answer, so I shouted behind me, “Ray, head back into the forest! Find a log or something to hide under. When this is over, we’ll find you.” I turned to my brother, who hovered next to me at the edge of the trees, equally helpless. The bats had fully engulfed Danny. If we went out there now, we’d be swarmed too. “Tyler, we have to stop them! What do we do?”

We watched as Danny struggled to pull them off his own body. Naomi had fallen to the ground now. Danny collapsed to his knees.

I took an unconscious step forward and my brother’s arm shot out to stop me. “We can’t go out there.” He grabbed on to my forearm to keep me in place. “They covered Danny instantly. If we go out there, they’ll swarm us too.”

“What are you talking about? We can’t let them die out there,” I insisted. “Selene must have them contained. They aren’t coming after us here, so this tree line must be the cutoff. If we can drag Danny and Naomi back here, maybe they will disappear.”

“Jess, there are too many.” Tyler dropped my arm and started pacing back and forth agitatedly along the tree line. “I can make a run for it, but there’s no guarantee I can grab them both before the suckers bring me down. They look like they’re multiplying too. Every time Danny kills one, another one pops up in its place.” It did look like there were twice as many as before, and every time one died, another popped up. They couldn’t get ahead, because the beasties weren’t dying.

“Eamon!” I turned and ran over to his still immobile form. “You have to help us save your sister.
Eamon!
”

He stared stoically forward. “There is no way to help them. The
Camazotz
are summoned from the Underworld for protection. Selene has paid for them with a piece of her soul. Their
claws are like razor blades, their teeth venomous. They are things feared even in the Underworld. We cannot stop them.”

“Bullshit!” I yelled in frustration, throwing my hands in the air. “If they exist, there’s a way to defeat them. They have to have a weakness.” My voice was frantic. “Think, Eamon. My friend is dying and I’m going to help him, even if I have to run out there on my own. If you know Selene, and know where they came from, they have a flaw. Think!”

“A witch’s spell,” Eamon said with hesitation. “It might have an effect on them, but only temporarily. It won’t kill them. The
Camazotz
are born of demons, and demon magic is born of the blood. Witches have an innate protection against blood magic. Their spells are crafted of the earth. But no witch is strong enough to kill them completely.”

“A spell?” The darts from Tally. Tallulah Talbot was a powerful witch. If her magic wasn’t strong enough to knock these things out for a few precious seconds, then no spell was. “I have spell darts in my pack.” I dove to my backpack and tore open the zipper. I snatched the darts off the top and unrolled the fabric, careful not to shred it in my haste. I had no idea which one to pick. They were color coded, but there were no helpful labels or instructions. Two blue, two green, one orange, and one yellow. They were different hues than any of Marcy’s. “Which one do we use?” I looked up at my brother, who stood beside me.

He knelt down. “There aren’t enough darts in there to hit every devil.”

Danny howled, and both Tyler and I wrenched our heads in his direction. He crawled toward Naomi, ripping the beasts off his body as he went. “Get the bloody hell off of me!” he roared. “You will not be the end of me. Naomi, stay with us! Naomi!”
He reached her and started to yank them off her, only to have them reappear a second later.

“We have no choice.” I jumped up with the spell case in my hand. “We have to start throwing them or they’re going to die.” I gritted my teeth as I watched Danny continue to struggle. “Tyler, we have to act!”

“Aim the darts at their bodies instead,” Eamon said, walking toward me. “When the spell explodes into their bloodstream, it will instantly contaminate all the winged devils. The
Camazotz
are consuming their flesh and drinking their blood; they will absorb it by proxy.”

I met my brother’s eye as I held the darts. “Which color? We have freezers, sleepers, and two others, no kills. Choose.”

“Blue,” he said. “Try blue.”

I plucked out the two blues, rolled the case back up, and set it down on my pack. Then I walked as close as I could to the last tree before the clearing. I wedged the outside edge of my shoe against the bark for support and drew back my arm to take aim. Then I faltered. We had only a few precious spells and I couldn’t risk missing my target. If I threw it at Danny and it bounced off one of those the stupid blood-sucking rodents, we lost. New plan.