The priest said words that sounded African but ritualistic. The evil took root deep in Corbin’s soul. It became all that he needed to fill the emptiness.
Shania never made him feel this complete.
“Rise. Obayifo. You ’vill help me find the great Mother’s little priestess. You now serve my Master and Mistress.”
Corbin sat up and smiled. He no longer needed alcohol. He’d found something more potent. All of his anger and hatefulness were useful in this new awakening.
The call of the Obayifo spoke to his sinister soul.
The witch spirit whispered deadly history and flooded his mind with dark knowledge. He absorbed the heinous thoughts. His arm miraculously healed.
He ripped the bandage off, stood up and cracked his neck.
He was reborn in the evil energy. Corbin Mallory had found the true mission for his pitiful life. For the first time, serving the Black Magician/Warrior Goddess twin souls was all that he needed or wanted. He felt powerful.
Corbin laughed deep in his belly as fangs dropped down. He hungered for blood and magical souls.
“Yes, master and mistress. I am ready to do your bidding. Let’s find my ex-girlfriend and make her pay.”
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Rise of an African Elemental
This is the third installment of the Soul Eater series.
An ancient evil is drawn to the shores of America where good people have forgotten their history, power, and strength.
When Shania Moore’s dreams of a serial killer draining the souls of African American girls in a bizarre ritual turn out to be real, she knows her daughter with an unusual ability is in danger. Shania packs up everything and flees from Detroit to Atlanta. She doesn’t know that strength will be found in the arms of the white man whom she had lied to and left at the altar ten years earlier.
Deacon Kilgore does not know he’s a descendant from a Norse god and that he’s a guardian for an ancient African goddess. When his beautiful ex-girlfriend shows up, he almost walks away. She had broken his heart and lied to him about aborting their baby. But when he sees the sweet spirited young girl with violet eyes reminding him of his dearly departed mother, he can’t help but defend them both. Can he forgive the woman who ripped his heart out?
There’s more than their daughter’s life at stake. If Shania and Deacon fail to thwart the ancient evil, the very fabric of existence as they know it will be destroyed.
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Prologue
“Genetically Enhanced Persons or GEPs are dangerous. As Humans United, we have to control these dangerous abominations. Every GEP must have the power reducing chip infused within their DNA. I just hope they never figure out the code to disabling the chip. For now, the Coalition to Assimilate Genetically Enhanced Persons--CAGE--can use it to keep them from taking over our world...”
--News Conference with the President of Humans United, June 2000
The betrayal...
As Red Death jammed the IV needle into his arm, betrayal pierced his soul. Dr. Gary Leonard Kates, founder of the Revolution against CAGE, was tied to a chair. He thought about his three little granddaughters as the lethal serum pulsed through his veins. He refused to tell Red Death the code. He’d take the secret to his death.
The poisoned taste ignited inside his mouth, as her rose perfume suffocated him.
Everything about her disgusted him.
He hated the way she pranced around in her skin-tight, vinyl, red suit and spike heels. He could tell that she enjoyed torturing him, her former mentor. But what pissed him off more was that Brockman was watching.
“Dr. Kates, CAGE needs those codes,” Red Death hissed, “more than your Revolution!”
His lungs burned.
“How could I have selected you as my protégée?”
He turned from her as his voice trailed away. She’d been like a daughter to him, and Brockman like a son. Their betrayal only hastened the need for his martyrdom.
He refused to look at her and she grabbed his face, forcing him to meet her eyes.
“I’m always saving your butt! Just like now!”
“You think mind-swiping me is the answer?” He hiccuped and coughed up mucus.
“You think making me a puppet is worth the freedom of your own kind?”
Dr. Kates’s veins caught fire--the flames spread from the bottom of his spirit to the top of his soul. Perspiration rolled down his graying beard, and he screeched out a spasm-distressed yell.
“Something’s wrong!” Brockman shouted.
Red Death’s spiked heels made panicked, clicking noises across the lab floor. She shook him. “What have you done, you old fool?”
“Double crosser! I hope your new CAGE job was worth it!” His voice scratchy with finality. “You Judas!”
He watched Brockman shrink with the knowledge of his impending death.
Dr. Kates knew that he’d done the right thing. But regret washed over him. Chemicals from the mind-swipe procedure, intermingled with the suicide cocktail that he’d injected himself with. He’d done this before copying his consciousness into his computer.
Before tonight, the doctor would’ve trusted them with his secrets. But no more. He would leave most of them to his daughter, Dorothy, to pass on to his granddaughters. He’d told her about Red Death, but not about Brockman. She’d have to figure him out on her own.
Dr. Kates let out another seizure-filled scream. The lab chair crackled and crunched from his thrashing, the seat dark with his torrential sweating. His body doubled over with the effects of the lethal drugs. The restraints held him tight--so much so that he’d almost ripped himself free.
Red Death slapped him. “Calm down and tell me what you did so I can save you!”
He laughed, triumphant.
She slapped him again.”Tell me!”
“I’ll never reveal my secrets to you!” the doctor spat. And he had so many.
He rolled his head from side to side. He saw Brockman sprint towards the door. Dr. Kates yelled behind him, “Come back here! Come back! Don’t leave before...”
His genetically-enhanced abilities became feral, as the ache of his brain caving in continued. An uncontrollable whirlwind of objects and sounds crashed around him. Blood oozed from his eyes, nose and ears.
Red Death gazed into his eyes. She tried to use her touch telekinetic, GEP abilities to stop the reaction.
It was too late.
Her white face grew paler and sat in stark contrast to his dark skin. He smiled as her usually perfect blond hair swirled around her face in a maddened frenzy. She’d lost control. He watched a thin stream of blood dribble from her nose. It felt good to make her squirm.
“You stupid old man!” She shrank back from him, as objects banged and cracked around them from the wildness of his abilities.
Dr. Kates felt his consciousness slipping away. But he knew that the code was safe and tucked away... later to be passed on to his super-enhanced granddaughters. They would become the weapons to avenge his untimely
death.
He gave her an eerie, clairvoyant smile. With his last breath came a bloody, gurgled premonition, “My Revolution will destroy CAGE and crush you...”
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About The Author
Alicia McCalla is a native of Detroit, Michigan who currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia. She works as a school librarian and enjoys traveling as well as spending time with her husband and son. Visit Alicia at: www.aliciamccalla.com to sign-up for free stories, e-updates, giveaways, and sneak peeks of her upcoming novels.
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