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51 Whistling Dixie
The news crews ate up what happened at the Harrison Galleries. Warren found himself thrust in front of the media frenzy with Vasilia on his arm. None of which sat well with the teen. The female gigas escaped and took to the streets. It bothered Warren, as all unfinished business does.
Vasilia loved the cameras and spoke for both of them. Her smile provoked ooh, and ahh's from the journalistic masses, "Look at him, he was born to be a star. I saw that the moment I met him. Not only is he attractive, but beneath his hardened body is a hero's heart."
The Flashes from the cameras annoyed Archon to no end, and Warren found it hard to disagree. A horde of microphones almost knocked his teeth out. Warren was no stranger to the media and cleared his throat. "Tonight was possible because the crew of the Scald Crow and the Vancouver police worked together. Without them, victory would've escaped my grasp."
The pendant from Hope's necklace warmed his pocket, "Archon, we
J.HildebrandtI can't wait to write the next chapter. I will get to write El Silbon
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Mole Hill Vancouver. A place where the forgotten and underpaid gather because other parts of the city strain the minimum wage wallets. On the surface, the refurbished houses and fresh-cut lawns make it look ideal to the prospective family, at least until one looks at the crime stats. Warren felt a twinge of discomfort when it came to Mateo because the pendant continued to glow in his presence. How do you explain to a young man, he needs to turn into a tree to keep an evil witch from taking over? The question tumbled against Warren's mind as Theria guided the old Ford Thunderbird into the neighborhood. "This is thing is a boat and a half," Warren remarked. "Well, you didn't want to take the fancy police cruiser. The locals didn't have anything else in the impound. I kind of like it, to be honest." "It's a better choice than the police cruiser," Mateo poked his head into the front, "The car looks similar to the tricked-out rides of the local grease monk
Scald Crow 53 Street fight
Warren and Theria bid their farewells to the Tovar family, who thanked them in earnest. Theria embraced Lucinda Tovar, "We will not stop until we put El Silbon down." Guilt welled up inside of Warren as the heat from the necklace warmed his thigh. He decided to talk to Theria about his moral dilemma once they left the Tovar residence. Once they were in the Old Thunderbird, Warren hit the dash with his hand, "I can't tell them about the Cathedral of trees. Those two are all they have in this world. I know how it feels to lose someone that close." A soft smile and a hand laced with comfort touched him, and Theria said, "We will talk to them after we have dealt with the problem at hand," In the meantime, we have to find a likely place where drunks and lechers hang out." Warren instantly knew where they could find both, "I know what we are looking for, but you aren't going to like it." Theria narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, her face frozen
Scald Crow 54 Machinations
Warren hated to lose. He understood such things happen from time to time. They chose the right location and responded when El Silbon showed up, yet the spectral killer still got away. They missed something in their plan, and Warren grew determined to figure out what. "It could've happened to anyone," Theria said as she took his hand. Warren fought the instinct to bat the hand away. "I know, but this time success mattered. We spared a couple of lowlives a terrible fate, but that doesn't mean El Silbon's next victims won't be innocent." He smacked the table in frustration, "We missed something, and I can't put my finger on it." Theria moved closer, "I am sure we can come up with a solution." Herne walked in and shook his head, "Those damn Bokken Riders are tough nuts to crack. I don't know who hired them and what they offered, but those imps have locks on their jaws," He took off the stag helm and took a seat next to Theria, "You two look sadder than a
Scald Crow 55 Big Chiefs
The Big Chief Bar and Grill turned out to be more offensive than the Laughing skulls. Moans of pleasure came from the alley, and the sign itself an affront to First Nations everywhere, a drunk chief holding a bottle of whiskey. Aurelia stifled a giggle, "Well, there is something you don't see every day." Warren frowned, "I don't think it's funny at all. It makes me sad we are still undermining good people who have suffered greatly." He heaved a sigh, "Let's finish the mission. I have an unpleasant conversation ahead of me. I don't know how long I will be able to stomach the place." Herne radioed from the nearby alley, "Can I keep a couple of these mutts? I think more than one would make for an excellent Gabriel hound." "No dogs in my Scald crow, They smell and poop everywhere," Theria practically screamed into the microphone. "How about a small one?" Herne's voice pleaded Theria threw her hands up in the air and growled,
Scald Crow 56 El Silbon down
A dubious plan is about to be executed on the streets of Vancouver. Hot on the trail of an angry spirit known as El Silbon, Warren and his two cohorts have resorted to a bartender as bait for the phantom. Herne, the hunter, waited in a nearby alley with a large group of dogs, the only thing El Silbon feared. Theria hid on the roof, prepared to use her best divine spells to help restrict the entity's movement. Everything was in place. Warren wanted El Silbon more than the nameless female gigas. He didn't understand why this spirit bothered him so much. The plan depended on El Silbon being unable to find any victims in the area. Part of Warren hoped the spirit stayed away from the dingy. The other half wanted another shot at taking him done." Two hours passed, and Max started to sober up, "More liquor," he shouted loud enough to echo off the stone buildings nearby. He adjusted the leather vest, "Are you sure this thing will find us?" Max slurred. "The p
Scald Crow 57 Roles Reversed
Archon abandoned any goals Warren wanted to achieve and raced through streets with the wind in his hair. For the first time in a thousand years, he felt free." He wanted to experience everything, if not for a day." "Archon, this wasn't part of the deal. We have to find Theria." Warren's voice rattled against the eidolon's mind. Archon intended to give control back, but the sensations of Warrens's body gave him pleasure, and he wanted more. As an eidolon, he never had a body before. He wanted to experience life firsthand and not secondhand through his host. "No," Archon spoke in vehemence. He raced along an alley, and wings of light trailed behind him. "My turn," he declared. "Which would be great if we weren't in the middle of a priority mission. We have to find the other chosen and get the witch sealed." Warren pleaded. "If the witch gets out, a lot of people are going to get hurt. Is that what you want." "I beat witch," Archon spotted a mugger lying
Scald Crow 58 Separation Anxieties
rchon discovered the annoyance of occupying a physical body. He found going to the bathroom irritating. The need to eat almost saw him choke to death on a piece of bread. "How does Warren Survive?" "Regretting your Decision?"Warren asked with amusement. "I already apologized, and it's not like you came with an instruction manual," Archon glared at the rest of the crew of the Scald Crow, "What? Warren is teasing me." Theria wore the most displeased expression as she stared at Archon, "Why on earth did you hijack Warren's body?" She crossed her arms and glowered at him, "Well?"
Scald Crow 59 Cyrus Tagma
When the rest of the team arrived, a call came in from the Vancouver Police Department. Grace took the receiver, "What?" her face scowled, "How long ago?" She punched the wall, "There's more?" Her voice grew low and mournful, "I see, has the family been..." She cocked her head and stared at the phone, "Are you sure about this? I can't promise anything." She pretended to throw the receiver, "We'll be in touch."Warren watched her rub her temples, "The Bokken Riders escaped a la female gigas. She burst into the holding cells without difficulty. She didn't kill anyone.""Wouldn't it be easier to take down as many officers as possible?" The dice rattled around Jack's hand."Dead cops would make a lot of noise. It would make escape impossible.
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