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Protectors of Poison
Forgotten Gods #1
Laura Greenwood
Sera is used to being forgotten and is happy to be, even if her healing powers have waned in the years since people forgot her real name.
Everything changes when a jackal shifting minor god turns up and reveals her scorpions are being blamed for a poisoning. Determined to prove her innocence, Sera must take her place as the scorpion goddess once more and uncover the plot threatening to destroy her.
Protectors of Poison is book one in the Forgotten Gods series featuring a romance between a jackal shifting god and a scorpion shifting goddess and based on Ancient Egyptian mythology.
© 2018 Laura Greenwood
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Chapter 1
“Just a bit longer, little one,” I assured the kitten in front of me. His fur was all matted together and at least one of his bones was broken. The worst bit was the lack of response from him. Whoever hurt him had done such a number on him that he didn’t even move as I teased a tiny brush through his fur.
I glanced around the room, trying to work out if anyone was about to walk in. If they were, I couldn’t help the little guy more than I already was doing. Thankfully, no one seemed to be around.
Confident in not getting caught, I whispered a spell in my native tongue, letting the dregs of my magic flow out and into the kitten. It would take days for me to store up that amount of power again, even if it was such a small amount. But I knew that seeing the kitten walking when I came into work tomorrow would be worth it. This was what I’d been created to do.
“Sera? Are we ready to operate?” the vet called.
“I don’t think it’ll be necessary, George. I’ve straightened out some of his fur and I don’t think it’s actually broken,” I lied as the magic knitted the bones back together and fixed the poor thing’s leg.
“Are you sure?”
I could hear the doubt in his voice and hoped I’d be done before he came to investigate. I felt a little guilty over making him think he’d made a wrong diagnosis but there was nothing that could be done about that. An operation could go wrong on so many levels and I didn’t want to risk it. Not for this cute little bundle of fluff.
The kitten meowed as his leg straightened out and I sighed in relief. It was healed and George wasn’t back in the room yet. At least I was in the clear on that front.
“Let’s have a second look,” George announced as he came back into the room.
I stepped back, letting him get closer to the table to examine the animal.
“Well look at that. Healing Sera strikes again,” he muttered.
“What?” The word slipped from my mouth before I could stop it but the shock of hearing him calling me that was almost too much for me to take.
“You have magical hands. Almost every animal you touch seems to make an unbelievable recovery.”
The blood ran from my face. I hadn’t intended for him to come quite so close to the truth and that statement really hit home. “Oh, I suppose that’s true. It must just be our great care here,” I lied.
“Or that you’re just our good luck charm. Whatever it is, I’m determined to keep you around.”
“Thanks, George.” I smiled weakly, hoping he didn’t think too hard about the mysterious healing. Not that he’d believe the truth if I told him. No one would. My kind were all but forgotten in this day and age. Me more so than most, hence the lack of powers.
“Hadn’t you better get going? You’ll be late for whatever hot date you surely have lined up.”
I shuffled from side to side, trying to find the right words to tell him I wouldn’t be going on any dates. I never went on dates. It was just a quick way to end up feeling something for someone. Considering I barely aged and would live forever, I didn’t want to risk getting attached. I’d done it once and all that happened was I got my heart broken over and over again.
“I can stay until this little man is feeling better,” I responded, leaning in and scratching the kit
ten’s head. He pushed his ears under my hand and purred.
“You really have a way with animals,” George observed.
I laughed. “You think I’d be working with them if I didn’t?”
“You’d be surprised. The last few nurses I had only cared about them when they were cute. But you’re different, you actually care.”
I squirreled the truth down deep within me. It wasn’t animals as such, more that I wanted to preserve life but my powers were too weak to help humans anymore. I’d used up a lot of my strength during the two world wars. So much life had been lost then. It saddened me to think what it had cost the world. So, animals it was. Just so I could feel like I was doing something and fulfilling my purpose. I didn’t want to let the world down.
“That’s sad,” I said instead of my true thoughts.
“For these little creatures, yes.” George leaned over the kitten and felt for his heartbeat. “It’s certainly stronger than it was. Whatever you did, thank you.”
“I really did nothing other than brush his fur,” I lied.
“Of course. If you’re going to stay, why don’t you go do the rounds while I do the rest of my checks.”
I nodded, grateful for the excuse to leave and see the other animals. Each of them had been abandoned or mistreated before they were sent here. We did have some people bring in their pets but we only did that so we could cover the bills while we cared for the sicker animals. It was one of the things that had made me want to work at George’s clinic from the start. He was a genuine man who loved to help.
My kind of boss. He truly appreciated my work too, which helped. I hated it when people took what I did for granted.
“Hello Lupus,” I said to a bushy black dog. He gave a small yip, his standard greeting for me.
I opened his pen and he came bounding out to sit at my feet.
“I need you to stand, boy, you know that.”
He cocked his head to the side and I smiled. We went through this every single time and he never changed. He rose to his feet, waiting patiently for me to start my checks. I needn’t have bothered. I’d healed him already but I had to go through the motions or George might get even more suspicious.
“Alright, you’re all good, back into bed now.”
He licked my hand and ran back to his bed. It never made sense to me that so many animals were like this in my presence. I’d have thought my other form would scare them off. As it turned out, only rodents had an issue with me. The rest seemed more than fine. Maybe it was because they sensed my healing powers, or maybe I was accidentally doing something to lull them into a false sense of security. I’d never experimented much with it. At the height of my powers, it hadn’t even occurred to me to do that.
“How’s everything looking?” George called through once I’d checked a couple more animals. All were looking good, even the rabbit I hadn’t been able to heal with magic. He’d come in too soon after Lupus and my powers hadn’t been restored yet. George had done an amazing job with fixing the poor creature.
“All good, I think. We have some really happy future pets here.”
“Let’s just hope we can find them good homes,” he responded as he walked into the room.
“Don’t you think we can?”
“I know they all deserve it. But not many people want to adopt a pet with a history. They want cute puppies and kittens not fully-grown pets.”
“But…”
“That’s just how it is, Sera, there’s nothing we can do about it even if we want to change it.”
“I know.” I’d seen it happen time and time again over thousands of years. People were always the same. They wanted young and cute over older and wiser.
“We’ll do our best for them.”
“I know we will. You’re the best man for the job,” I responded, looking around the room at the creatures. I wished I could help them more. Part of my true nature was to heal and that didn’t just include physical hurt. Sometimes neglect could cause more damage than a broken bone.
Turning my attention to one of the reptiles in our care, I went about my job. We only had another hour before we had to shut off for the night. Nothing too drastic could happen in that time.
Chapter 2
I pressed my car key, watching the lights flash as my car unlocked. There weren’t many people about at this time, mostly because we kept the surgery open later than most working hours. Our clients all had lives too and it made more sense that they could bring their pets in well after they’d finished their day jobs. We did our rescue work in the mornings.
“See you later, Sera!” George called, watching as I got into my car. I appreciated that. We didn’t live in a dangerous area but there was some security about knowing someone made sure I got into the relative safety of my car. He did the same for the other veterinary nurses too, which only added to his kindness, even if it didn’t take him long to check three people had gotten into their own cars.
“See you tomorrow,” I shouted back, sliding into the driver’s seat and sticking my keys in the ignition.
I flicked on the lights, needing them to see through the ever-darkening nights. I hated winter. It was dark when I went to work, dark when I went home.
Throwing the car into reverse, I went into autopilot. I knew this carpark like the back of my hand, getting out of it safely wasn’t a big deal.
Confident I was facing the right direction, I turned my attention back to the front, only to slam on the breaks as something flashed in front of my lights. Panicking slightly, I put my handbrake on and got out of the car, careful to put the flashlight on my phone on.
A car pulled up to my left and I heard the window roll down, though I didn’t turn to look at it.
“You alright, Sera?” George asked.
“Yes, I just thought I saw something.” I moved my light around, landing it on what had caught my attention.
A gasp escaped from me. Was that a…
No. It couldn’t be. What would a jackal be doing here? They weren’t native and weren’t exotic enough to have lived in a zoo. Besides, there wasn’t a zoo around here anyway.
“What is it?” George asked, the slam of his car door followed.
“A jackal.” Confusion coloured my voice.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” But I didn’t know how to explain how I knew. I’d seen enough jackal gods in my time to know what they looked like. It was how I’d gained most of my knowledge about animals. Everyone had an animal they held sacred where I came from and it had been sensible to memorise what that was for to avoid insulting anyone accidentally.
“Where’s it come from?” George asked.
I held my phone steady, illuminating the creature. He was clearly hurt and the healer in me was desperate to help, even if I didn’t know what was wrong.
“I don’t know,” I finally answered.
“What do we do with it?”
“We take care of it,” I insisted.
He didn’t respond, the silence worrying in a lot of ways.
“We can’t, Sera. I can’t bring a wild animal like that into the surgery. Not when we don’t know where it’s been and what it could be carrying.”
“But it needs our help.”
George lapsed into silence again and I knew there wasn’t going to be any budging on this.
“I’ll take him,” I said eventually. “I have a friend who works at the zoo, I’ll take him there.” The lie slipped off my tongue with surprising ease but something told me I needed to help the animal and I didn’t know why. I was old enough and wise enough to listen to the little voice inside me though.
“You can’t…”
“He’s perfectly safe, look.” I pointed at the jackal who was breathing heavily but not moving much. His breathing was laboured, only causing me to worry more about his health. Without better lighting, I’d never be able to work out what had happened to him and what to do next.
“Sera…”
“I’ll take him
straight to my friend,” I insisted. “It’s a couple of hours drive, but I’ll get him to meet me halfway.” I was shocked at how easily the lies came. I hated being anything less than truthful normally and this was no different. But, for once, it felt necessary.
“Okay, fine. But only because he clearly needs help.”
“Thank you. Let’s get him into the back of my car.” I looked away from the animal for a moment, hoping he was safe under George’s watch, and went to open the car doors to make it easier for us.
Returning to the jackal, I helped George lift him. The creature whimpered slightly but made no move to stop us. It was as if he knew he was safer with us than anywhere else. That was definitely a relief for me. I didn’t want to cause him more distress.
We moved slowly, not wanting to jar him and cause more pain. It took a while to get the animal into the back of my car. He was heavier than I’d anticipated which made things harder going. Especially as I was low on power as it was and that affected my physical strength.
The lack of magic hummed through me. That was going to be a problem if the jackal was too serious. I wouldn’t be able to heal him for a couple of days and would be restricted to my knowledge of traditional veterinary practices.
“Thank you,” I said as George made his way back to his car.
“You’re welcome. But text me once you’ve handed him over. I want to know he’s safe.”
“I will,” I lied again. “But I don’t see that there’ll be any problems.”
“Good. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.” I gave a half wave as I settled myself back in my car and prepared to drive home. I’d need to remember to message George in about an hour if I wanted to keep up the ruse. If not, he’d probably be around my house demanding to know what was going on and if he did that, he might discover that I hadn’t given the jackal to anyone at all.