TEMPTATION - A Bad Boy Romance (64 page)

“Poseidon,” he told them. “I used to go by Poseidon. But I had to turn my trident in when I left. I hope Hercules likes the job because he’s stuck with it until someone else is foolish enough to get it.”

“I can’t say I’ve ever been in the presence of someone who was in control of the oceans,” Dion said to the captain. “It must have been a step down to become a sailor.”

“You might think that, but I was rather sick of the job. It’s not all causing tidal waves and using your trident on arrogant whales. I had to inventory the oysters every year for Zeus. Can you imagine how much time that took? It was insane. Even with the help of the seals. No thank you, someone else can do the job. Plus I had to contend with those despicable oil freighters.  You have no idea how much trouble they can be and the damage they do when they leak. I’m glad to be mortal.”

“But something had to cause you to want to be mortal,” Emily brought up. “I can’t imagine one day you suddenly decided to do it.”

“No, it was the ex-wife and only her,” he explained. “I’d tell you the entire story, but I’m sure you would find it too boring.”

“Sit down, captain,” Dion waved his hand at the bench. “We’ve nothing to do until Ms. Delphi appears. I’m sure we’re all eager to hear about it.”

“I will try not to bore you,” the captain said as she seated himself on the bench.

Chapter 10

“I was sitting on a rock,” the captain began, “watching some of the elementals sing one evening. I was in the Sargasso Sea. I like this part of the ocean because you never can tell what the tide action will bring to the center. I’ve found all kinds of things in many different broken up ships. Even found a treasure chest from lost Lemuria there one time. I have no idea how long it floated in that mess. Usually I send them to the bottom of the ocean or give the nicer sparkalies to the elementals since they like them so much.” He saw Dirce blush, which he didn’t know they could do, but he’d seldom seen them out of water.

I was in the process of looking over a boat to see if there was anything that needed my attention. Sometimes I find valuable items in them and, well, there are plenty of needy families who live by the shore and can use the help. I find a way to get the dolphins to take whatever will help to them. They usually don’t know who dropped off coins or jewels, but I liked knowing that my job allowed me to do some good.

Anyway, I found this sail boat which was on one side. I was ready to send it to the bottom for refuse, when I saw something move inside it. I turned the boat over in the water, righted it after snapping off the mast, and found a young girl in it no older than any of you. It’s not often I find anyone alive in these boats, so I was excited.”

“Were you, like, four hundred feet high at that point?” Emily asked him. “I’m assuming you had the ability to vary your size.”

The captain smiled. “No, much smaller. Just normal human size. It takes too much energy to do the Jolly Giant number, so I would conserve my mass. Besides, I was able to do a lot at normal size. It was one of the benefits of having the position: super human strength. When you have to check on the health of a Great White Shark, it’s a good idea to have that ability.

As I was saying, it was a young woman. I was stunned by her beauty. Standard operating procedure was to place all survivors on the nearest outside the Sargasso Sea and hope for the best. But, she was a little different. I took her to the palace, which came with the job. This was before the cutbacks and downsizing sent the base of operations to a boat. I had the elementals at the island palace take care of her until she was rested.

Her name wasn’t Salacia at the time, I gave it to her. I don’t know where she came from originally, but the name was just too hard to pronounce. So I came up with the new one. Her speech patterns were unlike anything else I ever heard either, but the Olympian board of directors approved a new language acquisition plan that year and soon I could understand what she said.

Turned out she was the last survivor of a sunken city called Atlantis. I’d heard about it a few times, just never had the opportunity to run out and check on it because it was on a landmass on the lower part of the Pacific. From what I could make out the way she described it, the entire island went under the sea during a renovation of the crust. I’d tried to tell the Olympian maintenance department for years that they needed to watch out for these isolated places before they adjusted the undersea lava flow. As usual, no one ever listened to me. So we lost an entire civilization because no one checked to see if anyone was there. A disgrace, but I managed to save her.

She brightened up the palace a lot and after a while I kept finding an excuse not to spend too much time out on the sea. I tried to put in for an extension on the palace staff, but Zeus wouldn’t listen to me. He claimed the elementals did the job just fine and no reason to involve a human in the oceanic department.

So he left me with no choice: I had to become a mortal if I intended to be with her. By the time I explained what I had in mind, she was ready to become my wife anyway. But I was sick of the job and wanted to move on. You try doing the same thing for ten thousand years and see what it does to you.

Now this all was very long and involved. I had to submit paperwork to the board of directors who needed to approve me turning into a mortal. It’s always been a very controversial among the Olympians. One of the problems is that it takes a lot of time to make an immortal and they don’t like the idea of getting rid of us once we’re in a position that can be of benefit to them. I was once told that finding another position with the Olympians was almost impossible because once they had you in the slot where you were needed; they tended to keep you there. From their standpoint, it made no sense to train someone for several millennia, just to have them quit when they put them into the slot.

But I no longer cared. It was too long and I’d spent too much time doing the same job, as I said. After a while, you get sick and tired of the palace and all the elementals that wait on you. You just want to move into a different direction and find some place to retire. They don’t like to talk about retirement because there is no lifespan for us. They talk about better opportunities once the market expands, but really, there is only one Earth and our skill sets just don’t transfer well to other planets. I had a young girl I loved and she loved me so it was time to move on.

After ten years of pleading, I was able to get the paperwork approved. I took a special trip all the way back to Mt. Olympus and Zeus was waiting for me in his office. He tried to get me to change my mind, but Salacia was already waiting for me down at the bottom of the mountain where the cable car elevator begins. I took a cable car up because I felt it was time to get used to them. Couldn’t see any reason to make the air elementals fly me up to the central headquarters.

He reluctantly signed off the paperwork and I rode the cable car back down. I know he was angry after personally recommending me for the position, but I had enough. Too many long nights trying to find a place to put the manatees when their feeding grounds were interrupted. Too many years spent finding a place in Scotland for that big lake monster to hide. That one wasn’t even supposed to be under my jurisdiction, but the board decided since it was originally an ocean dweller, I had to take responsibility.

Anyway, by the time I was down at the bottom of the hill, we had everything resolved and I was fully mortal. I pricked my finger when I left the cable car just to prove it. I bled for the first time in over ten thousand years and was thrilled. I even showed my wound to Salacia. We went that night and found a little chapel where we said our vows. I had the license already, just needed to fill in the names part.

I thought everything would be fine. I had enough money saved where I didn’t have to work if I didn’t want to and we could enjoy our years in some nice dry land where the weather was good all year around. No more typhoons or hurricanes, I was sick of tending those.

But I noticed after the first twenty years that I was getting older and she wasn’t. I had given up my immortality because I didn’t want to see her age and now she was the one who didn’t get old. It didn’t make any sense. After another thirty passed, I was convinced it wasn’t because of her good genes, she really wasn’t aging. I confronted her about it one day and showed her the pictures through the years.

That was when Salacia confessed that she was an elemental worker. I was shocked because I can normally pick them out in a crowd from the funny sensations they give off. It was how I knew you had to be one when I walked past the bench. I can only surmise it had to do with her Atlantian origins. She was tuned differently and I never figured it out. Worse, she was a water elemental worker and we lived inland, far from the ocean. I never had the opportunity to see her do any elemental manipulation. We went to the nearest body of water and I saw some of the most amazing things from her. Water elementals walking on land but still made from liquid. Figures out of water, which rose from the lake. I’m sure she never had to worry about the ‘grandmaster’ status once the other elemental workers met her. She easily qualified.

But I had to go. I couldn’t take the knowledge that she would age so slow it would barely register. I know not all of you do this and I think it had to be because of her Atlantis origins. Still, it was too much for me and I made up a reason why I needed to go to sea. So I bought the charter boat and have been running tours ever since. It’s not hard to do if you’re mortal when you’ve been managing the seas for countless millennia. I’m back here because I know she needs checking up on and I have to make sure she’ll be fine even though this mall is over the entrance to the abyss. I learned about the reason for it being here from the guy who got the management job after me.

I was out on the boat one afternoon and a sea lion appeared out of nowhere. Sea lions don’t come up to the Jersey shore; they are native to the Antarctic regions. So once I saw the sea lion in the water, I knew there was something I had to deal with right away. I returned to the pier with the people who chartered the boat and told them there was engine trouble. They seemed to believe me, or at least they did after I refunded their money and apologized.

Once they were gone, I took the boat out and made excuses that I had to fix something again, had to test a motor, anything to get back to where I noticed the sea lion. I waited long enough and the sea lion surfaced right near the boat. As I expected, he’d been sent to see to me by Herk, the kid who took the job after me. It seemed Herk was at a regional meeting and heard a rumor about someone placing a building over the abyss. They didn’t know too much about the person who built it, other than he was an elemental worker with a very bad reputation. The word was out he had found a way to lure the local elemental grandmasters into his building somehow because he wanted control of them. The sea lion told me Herk knew I needed to be informed because one of them was my ex-wife. He knew I would want to look in on her and see if she needed anything.

And so here I am. It looks like we both have reasons for being here which are very similar.

“All we need is Ms. Delphi and it can be resolved, "Dion told him. He looked at his wristwatch. “She was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. I hope nothing has happened to her.”

“Probably not,” the captain replied. “She never was one for keeping her appointments. It amazes me she put together this little business empire with her bad sense of time.”

Dion turned to face the corridor and saw James returning with the elemental who’d left with him. He needed to think for a few seconds and remembered her name was Cynae. She was another blond who caused hearts to stop as she walked through the mall hand in hand with James. But James had a small bag in the other hand and was headed for the bench where Dion sat.

“How did she like the mall?” Dion asked James.

“Why don’t you ask her directly?” James said. Dion turned to Cynae and repeated the question.

“It’s nice,” she told him. “I don’t see why you make such a big deal out of shopping and looking for things. I see so many items sold here that are just different variations of the same thing. But if it makes James happy, I’ll come here with him every day.”

“But let me get to the point,” James said. He held up the bag and made sure Dion could see it. “I went over to your friend Hobbs’ store and told him we expected some trouble in the blue section of the mall, so he gave me this.”

“What is it this time?” Dion asked.

Hobbs was a small man who ran a special shop in the mall for people who looked for interesting art objects and needed things they couldn’t get anywhere else. He’d supplied Dion with the Seer stone, which made his map of the mall readable.

“See for yourself,” James said as he handed Dion the bag.

Dion opened the bag and pulled out a silver chalice. It was only three inches tall and didn’t appear to be very valuable. The silver on the surface was in a bad need to be polished and the tarnish on it was thick. He turned it over and tried to figure out where it was made. By the appearance, he assumed it to be from the nineteenth century in England. There was no silversmith or other manufacturer’s stamp on it.

“It doesn’t look like much,” Dion told his friend. “What’s it supposed to do?”

“It controls nymph elementals.”

“Naiads!” both Dirce and Cynae corrected him at the same time.

“Naiads, then. According to Hobbs, it can neutralize any malignant water elemental for a short time. You sit the cup down in front of them and they pour into it in liquid form. It won’t bind them for more than one hour, but it allows you to buy some time. You have a bad water elemental attack you and the cup can contain them inside it.”

James handed Dion a piece of paper. “Memorize the words on this. It activates the cup. You can’t use it without the words of power.”

Dion looked at the words for a few minutes, then folded the paper up and put it into his pocket. “Sumerian,” was all he could say. “Guess that explains the origin of the chalice.”