Archive for the ‘Lori Titus’ Category

THE DESTROYER: By Lori Titus

Wednesday, February 29th, 2012

The Marradith Ryder Series: The Art of Shadows, Part 70

David started the car. Marradith waited until they got back onto the road before speaking again.

“Spill,” she said.

David gave her a sidelong glance.  He could feel her anger like heat in the close space between them, but he hoped that if he chose his words carefully, she’d listen.

“You know that my parents were both Sojourner,” he said. “Do you ever wonder how they met?”

Marradith’s brow wrinkled. “Well I thought that was fairly obvious. Didn’t they work together?”

“After they were married, they occassionally worked assignments together. But that’s not how it started. You know that The Circle used to have us killed? They were very successful in reducing our numbers. Some years ago, the Sojourners decided to do the exact opposite. There was a program designed to have Lamia breeded.”

“Bred…like livestock?”

David stroked the wheel. “They would never call it that. It wasn’t exactly like slavery. They chose people to be married off, but the families were kept together. You know, they are all about keeping families together. How else do you manage to get generations of new blood to use as agents? At least, for our kind.”

“Alright. But your parents. They seemed happy together. I did gather that much from what I saw of your memories.”

“They were.  It was fortunate that they were well suited for each other, and that they had a spark.  They take personality traits into consideration when they match people up. Just as a dating service would.”

“I hadn’t heard about that, but I don’t find it shocking,” Marradith said. “What does Adam and Xia have to do with what you are telling me?”

“When my father was killed, I was only nine years old,” David continued. “There had been some other killings within our community, amongst families that we knew of.  Lamia under the care of the Sojourners were a very tight group at that time. It wasn’t until the murders started again that the families started to spread out.  Before my Father died, I heard talk about Adam, and how he was using Lamia for his purposes. Or trying to.”

“For what, exactly?”

“Adam is a demon of the highest order. He can shapeshift. He can inhabit dead bodies. But he can move across universes, and that’s where his greatest power lies.”

“Wait a minute. This is sounding a lot like the myth of the Destroyer,” Marradith said softly.  “There’s a reason they call it a MYTH.”

“I’m telling you what I know,” he said softly. “Adam moves across universes and changes things. Unravels timelines. We don’t know why exactly, but he became obsessed with the idea of destroying Lamia. Within our community, we believed that there was a specific person that he was looking for. But that he was settling for killing as many of us as he could.”

“How do they know? Was this all folklore?”

“I can’t tell you exactly how the adults knew about this, but there had to be something written somewhere.”

“And how does Xia fit in?”

“She’s a similar being to Adam.  A lesser demon than he is, a minion of sorts, but still extraordinarilly powerful. She is the one that came for Rafael and nearly killed him in New York.”

“If she is so powerful, how come she didn’t get away with it?”

David sighed. “She was supposed to enforce a contract that was no longer valid, so Rafael had a chance to live. Don’t be fooled. She is not likely to mess up again any time soon.”

“Alright. So you believe what you saw was Adam, the night your Father died. How can you be sure? If you heard all these stories just before it happened, is it possible you thought you saw something that looked like what people were describing?”

“Some things you just know, Marradith.”

“Alright. So what happened after your Dad was killed?”

“My mother went to Rafael. And he didn’t believe her. There was some fuss about the Sojourners looking into it, but that was bullshit. They sent out a couple of agents to question people, but they didn’t turn up anything. In the end, they said they couldn’t find the killer, but that they believed it was not done by a Supernatural.”

“You mentioned Justin…”

“Yes. But in fairness to him, he wasn’t the lead on that case. But I still didn’t trust going to him with my story. When your Mother picked me to be your guard, it seemed like fate. I have wanted to meet you for a long time, and this was an easy way to do it.”

“Why?”

“I needed to know if you are a match for what may be coming. Adam may have slowed his activities down, but I don’t believe he has stopped for one minute. This recent attempt on Rafael is a sign of that.  Adam doesn’t like Castillo, that’s for sure, though I can’t tell you why.”

“You said that Justin wasn’t the lead on the investigation into your Father’s death. Who was?”

“Fiona Shepherd,” he replied. “She was the head of the program that matched and mated the Lamia together, and we knew as soon as she was on the scene that a cover up was in play. It was her project, she wasn’t going to admit that things had gone so horribly wrong, or that there was a threat they were unable to protect us from.”

_______________________________________

©2012 Lori Titus

Hunting in Closed Spaces: The Marradith Ryder Series is now available in book and Kindle form on Amazon.com . Other projects include Harmony’s Prophecy, which she co-authored with Angel Brown Kemph.  Follow the author on Twitter as Loribeth215.

TRUST ISSUES: By Lori Titus

Wednesday, February 1st, 2012

The Marradith Ryder Series: The Art of Shadows, Part 69

Marradith socked David’s jaw with her right fist.

“I don’t have to use powers to knock the shit out of you,” she screamed. “Get away from me.”

He recoiled against the car window, holding his cheek. His lip bled. Despite that, Marradith was angry because she knew that he would heal quickly.

She got out the car and started walking. The rain was coming sown so hard she could barely see a foot in front of her. David followed her. He grabbed her arm, and this time she slapped him. When he grabbed her arm again  they struggled. She pushed him off of her one more time, and he threw his hands up in surrender.

“I know you’re married. I know you love him.”

“Well what do you expect?”

“Whatever feelings… what I feel for you is beside the point. You need to know about Adam. He’s the authority behind Xia.”

“Then why didn’t you go through proper channels?”

He laughed. “As in Justin? Or Rafael? They don’t want to hear what I have to say.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because my family went to them before, back when my Father fist died, and they were not believed.” David said. “Come on. Let me take you back to the house. I won’t touch you again.”

She turned and walked back to the car.

“If you want my help, you’re going to have to do a better job of giving me a reason to trust you. I don’t see any reason that I should.”

“I can tell you more,” David said. “But you have to hear me out. Don ‘t have them send me away before I can tell you…”

“Then you have to get out of my personal space,” she demanded. “And that includes my mind.”

**

Fiona received the pendant for Marradith that same afternoon.

The oval onyx pendant was encircled with a white gold setting.  This object was spelled to protect Marradith against mind reading.

Fiona wrapped the box carefully and arranged to have it delivered the next day. Marradith had been very clear that she wanted the purpose of this jewelry to remain secret. She attached a card, saying that it was an early birthday gift and that she was to be open it right away.

She placed a phone call to Justin.

“I’m sure on some level I’m going to regret doing this, because if you leave New Mexico right now, it’s going to take longer for Rafael to come back home. But your wife needs you.  I’m in her confidence, and I can’t tell you exactly why. But you need to head out to California on the next flight you can get. Now.”

**

Xia stood before Miranda Vega.

This was not the first time the demon had appeared to Miranda without being summoned. But it was the first time that she had seen her appeared since the night Miranda left New York.

“There’s no place on Earth that I can’t find you,” Xia said with a smile, crossing her arms. She looked like an ordinary woman, a beautiful creature with golden skin and dark hair. But as Miranda knew, this was a guise, just like the form of the other, Adam.

“What do you want?”  Miranda stepped backwards. She was alone in her brother’s cabin, a small property in the mountains that stayed empty for most of the year, except for the weekend before and after the Fourth of July. She’d been lucky to find enough food to sustain her for the better part of a month. The Sojourners had not reached her, and Shannon had not found her.

Yet this monster had showed up, appearing in the middle of her living room, needing no door, and giving no warning.

“Don’t look so frightened, Miranda,” Xia soothed in a motherly voice. “You did what we required of you as far as Rafael Castillo was concerned. It turns out that was not your fault or mine. His soul was not properly harvested–the deal Adam made with him was beyond its expiration.”

“So he gets no punishment, even though my husband’s death was his responsibility?” Angry tears sprang to her eyes. Rafael was not directly at fault for Pablo’s death, but as a leader within the Sojourners, Miranda felt him accountable for not controling the Wolves that ran free in her city. She could not forget that he had been turned Wolf; or that he was killed twice, and died in front of her.

“I would not say he’ll receive no punishment. There are many forms of pain which can be inflicted upon him.  But I need another favor.”

“What would that be?”

Xia smiled. ” I need a Lamia. A girl, named Marradith.”

____________________________________

©2012 Lori Titus

Join Lori with her co-host Tonia Brown on their radio show on Tuesday nights (6pm PST/9pm EST) on tmvcafe.com . You can keep up with her other forms of debauchery on Twitter as Loribeth215, or via her blog, on: http://loribeth215.wordpress.com/