It was beginning to make sense to Jackson. “I drowned?”
“You did,” she said as she brushed loose hair out of his face.
“You give me CPR?”
“In a way.”
“What do you mean? Natalia?” Jackson began to shudder. “Did I die?”
“You did,” she said with a warm smile. “But I saved you…my childe.”
Jackson reached up into his mouth and found exactly what he feared: two sharp teeth. “You turned me?”
“It would’ve been a waste not to.”
Jackson thought he should have been more scared, but he wasn’t. He was curious though—incredibly curious. “So, I’m like you now?”
“Not exactly. See, you had something else in your blood before me. You’d been infected—something otherworldly got to you before me.”
“Moselle fed off me. She was a mummy. Sabrina and I… And she healed me once.” Then it dawned on him. “Kintner. He nearly killed me, stuck me with all these weird invisible spears…or needles… I don’t know what to call them.”
“And what was Kintner?” Natalia asked.
“I-I don’t know. I have no clue.”
“Relax, there’s no need to worry yourself, Jackson. She’s here and she will answer all our questions and put us on our right path.” Natalia stood and smiled. “It just so happens that she’s in need of a new champion.”
“Who?”
Jackson watched Natalia motion to someone standing in the shadows he had not noticed. When the figure—the thing stepped into view, a sense of dread overwhelmed him and he began to shake.
“Who—who are you?”
“I am War,” she said. “And you…you are special.”
Epilogue
Hidden in the South Pacific, on a small land mass surrounded by a dense barrier reef, deep within the Water Kingdom’s Palace, inside the most well-guarded room, several candles flickered and a soft tune played from a child’s wind-up toy.
“Mommy?” an infant called out.
After a deep inhale and long sigh, she answered, “Yes, sweetie, I’m here. Mommy’s here.”
“Mommy…”
“Hush, baby. Don’t you worry. Through the flames, we unite. Through the flames, we become kin.”
The End
The tale of the Water Kingdom may be over, but the story of the Fire Kingdom has just begun.
About the Author
Kevin James Breaux is an award-winning author and artist. He has over twelve years of professional writing credit, including short stories and novels and has completed nine books.
He is a member of the Horror Writers Association and The Paranormal Romance Guild.
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[1] Efreeti - large evil fire elementals. Thought to be djinn.
[2] Russian for “You need me.”
[3] British slang for “Mouth.”
[4] Childe - In vampire lore, the sire creates a childe.
[5] Russian for “Comrade.”
[6] Bobo – Slang. Generic, no-name shoes or even worse shoes with corny names. Urban Dictionary.
[7] Russian for “It comes down to family.”
[8] Russian for “Family.”
[9] Russian for “I wish.”
[10] Russian for “Slime.”
[11] Russian for “I will kill you.”
[12] Russian for “Cade, I am coming.”
[13] Russian for “Damn it.”
[14] Russian for “What?”
[15] Russian for “Where is she?”
[16] Russian for “Understood.”
[17] Russian for “My precious babies…my beautiful dancers.”
[18] Russian for “Angry Sex”.
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