The Phantom Feud (Death's Dragon Book 2) E-Book

Mac Flynn

• Herausgeber: Crescent Moon Studios, Inc.
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

Adi has decided to remain in the Land of Shadows and help fight against the monsters that seek the sacred item hidden in those dark woods. Her choice is soon put to the test when more trouble creeps into Death's domain.

That problem comes in twos as Adi learns about the southern Points of the pentagram where two of the Keepers have kept up a bitter feud. The source of the problem lies deep in the past, so Adi and Duncan must dig through the skeletons, sometimes literally, to purify the bad blood before the feud leads to the downfall of the entire realm.

Adding to the problem is the appearance of a young puppy. The wriggly creature wandered through the Veil and winds up in Adi's unwilling arms. Now she has to babysit the unexpected visitor while helping Duncan to fight against savage monsters, fighting Keepers, and a mysterious shadow lurking in the background of all their troubles.

Leseprobe

THE PHANTOM FEUD

DEATH’S DRAGON BOOK 2

MAC FLYNN

CONTENTS

Copyright

Author’s Note

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Sneak Peek: The Shadowed Foe

A Small Favor

When’s the Next Book?

Series by Mac Flynn

About Mac Flynn

COPYRIGHT

The Phantom Feud (Death’s Dragon Book 2). Copyright © 2023 by Mac Flynn.

Published by Crescent Moon Studios, Inc.

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This is a work of fiction. All the names, characters, organizations, places and events portrayed in this novel or on the cover are either products of the author’s or artist’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author or artist.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

Dear Reader,

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CHAPTERONE

Vines crept around my ankles and climbed up my leg. I watched with rising fear as the green, slightly slimy plants inched their way up toward my throat.

“Eva!” I shouted as I kept both eyes trained on the trained plant. “I think your plant likes me too much!”

There I sat in Eva’s parlor like a spider caught in a web, only this web was green and growing. My hostess was gone, vanished into the depths of her stately home, and here I sat slowly being consumed by her houseplant. The top of the vine had a round glob that resembled a walnut, but this nut had jaws and sharp, pointy teeth.

Eva came into the room with a tray in hand and a tea set atop the glistening silver. She stopped on the threshold and glared at my captor. “Stop that at once!”

The vine turned its head toward her and snapped its jaws. Eva stomped a foot on the floor. “No! Bad Rasten! Bad boy!”

Rasten shrank back from her scolding and slithered off me. I breathed a sigh of relief as the plant scuttled off to its large planter in the far corner. The creature stretched itself out on a trellis and let out a few whimpering sounds.

“I’m so sorry about that,” Eva apologized as she strode up to the coffee table that sat in front of me. She set the tray down and lifted the lid to a sugar bowl before she caught my eye. “Do you like sugar with your tea?”

I cast a nervous look at the corner. “I like it better with an explanation.”

Eva laughed and went about pouring the pure-black tea into the two cups. “That is Rasten. He was one of my first successful attempts at magic after I came here.”

The subject piqued my interest. “How long have you been here?”

Eva offered me one of the cups. “About a hundred and fifty years, but I can’t be sure.” She took a seat in a chair on the opposite side of the coffee table with cup in hand. “Time, as I’m sure you’ve been told, is of little consequence here.”

“And it took time for you to learn what you could do?” I guessed.

She set her cup and saucer in her lap and her dark eyes twinkled at me. “You are rather curious, aren’t you?”

I gave her a sheepish grin as I shrugged. “I’m just trying to learn the ropes.”

Eva lifted an eyebrow. “To learn the ropes? That’s an expression I haven’t heard before. As for your question, yes, it did take some time to learn. The magic was in me at the first, but it took some time for me to master the skills that Mordra had granted me.”

I furrowed my brow as I thought back to my conversation with Lady Death herself about the gifts she’d granted to the Keepers of the Points. “So, Duncan can turn into a dragon, you can control plants, and Julien can control, um, a pair of moons?”

She laughed and shook her head. “He controls the shadows, and what better shadow than one created by the light of the moon?”

I looked over my shoulder at the potted plant. “So, um, Rasty here is something you made out of your magic, but he’s not like those hedges I saw you create on the lawn against the arbiters, is he?”

Eva cast a soft smile at the man-eater. “In a way, yes. He was sprouted from my magic, but I was so proud of his creation that I decided to keep him around.” At that moment, Pomo the black cat sauntered into the room, and Eva eyed her cat familiar with amusement. “He’s survived, despite Pomo’s best efforts.”

The cat leapt on the arm of Eva’s chair where he took a seat and let out a proud yowl.

Eva frowned at her compatriot. “No, I will not take you for a walk through the halls. I haven’t finished cleaning out the portraits.”

I winced at the remembrance of my own incursion into her hallowed and haunted halls. “How’s that going?”

Eva took a dainty sip of her tea and shrugged. “Slower than I had hoped. I had forgotten how many errant arbiters I had stowed in the back rooms, and some of them are proving to be quite persistent in escaping.”

I lifted an eyebrow. “How can you go against so many at once? Duncan couldn’t even handle them.”

Eva smiled and shook her head. “I don’t have such an issue with Pomo at my side, and a Keeper’s house will never attack them, so they can’t escape their portraits even when I set fire to them. Some of them have tried to get out when the frames are quite burnt, but Pomo keeps them captured until they’re dealt with.”

Her words brought to mind a conversation I’d had with Duncan. “Duncan told me a few days ago that his house might have secrets even he doesn’t know about.”

A pensive expression slipped onto her face. “That may be true. Unlike we lesser Keepers, he was not granted the home he had in life.”

Both my eyebrows shot up. “Lesser Keepers?”

Eva sighed. “As much as I loathe to admit it, he is the greatest of us. His power far surpasses any of ours, and in single combat none of us could defeat him.”

I cast a quick look over my shoulder again at the plant. “Not even with Rasty there, huh?”

She chuckled. “An army of Rastens couldn’t compare to the eternal fire that burns inside both Duncan’s mouth and his heart.” She nodded at my cup. “But you haven’t touched your tea.”

I cast a doubtful look at the drink. “Can I?”

Eva nodded. “Oh yes. This isn’t made with Pomo’s help, so you’ll find it won’t upset your stomach like most of our food here.”

A slight rumble from my stomach reminded me that my hunger, dormant during my hectic first night, had slowly begun making itself known. I set a hand on my stomach and furrowed my brow. “Shouldn’t I be really hungry after this long?”

Eva shook her head. “No. Your body, after all, is dead. It’s only your soul that craves some sustenance, and that can go several weeks without the ‘food’ of this land.”

My eyes widened. “That long?”

She tilted her head to one side and tapped her chin. “Yes, but one does get very weak after a few days. Death, that is, permanent death, may come sooner.” She waved away her words and shrugged. “But I’m not quite sure about that. None of us have really tried very long to starve ourselves.”

I dropped my eyes to the black tea and gave it a little stir with my spoon. My utensil had a hard time getting through the thickness. “What’s in it?”

She shrugged. “Oh, just a little bit of this and that. Mostly plants, but” She smiled down at her furry pet, “occasionally Pomo brings me a little special ingredient.”

A little bit of color drained from my face, but I lifted the cup to my lips and took a tiny sip. A pungent odor stung my nostrils, and the tea slipped down my throat with all the genteelness of molasses. I nearly choked on the thick concoction, especially its very earthy flavor, but I managed a tight smile for my hostess. “It’s very good.”

Eva’s face beamed as she took another drink herself. “I’m glad you like it, and I’m very glad you decided to visit me only a few days after. How did you fare yesterday?”

I rolled my neck and winced as a few bones cracked. “I don’t really remember much of yesterday. I slept through most of it.”

“Well, that’s time for you,” she mused as she cast her eyes to the fire burning in the hearth. The flickering lights cast long shadows on her face. “The days become years, and years become centuries, until you’re worn down by the length of it all.” My heart fell, but she shook herself and smiled at me. “But here I am being rather dreary. More tea?”

I opened my mouth to reply, but all that came out was a long, mournful howl. All of us froze, even the creeping vine. The next moment a whimper came from outside the window. Pomo arched his back and let out a hiss.

“What is it, Pomo?” Eva questioned her feline friend as she set her cup on the table.

I was only too eager to copy her, and both of us shot to our feet as the cat jumped down from the arm of the chair. Pomo raced out of the room with Eva on his heels and me close behind. The cat shot through the solid front door while Eva was forced to open it. We rushed outside where the glow of the early evening covered everything in a soft orange light.

Pomo stood before of a row of low bushes that lined the front of the wrap-around porch. He let out a couple of spat attacks and swiped a claw at the bushes. The plants shook a little and a whimper came from them.

“Pomo!” Eva shouted as she hurried up to the hissing feline. She scooped up her familiar and studied the bushes with squinted eyes. “What in the world is in there?”

Another whimper was her reply. I approached the bushes, and the whimper became a sharp bark of excitement. Eva lifted an eyebrow at me. “Whatever it is appears to be interested in you. Perhaps you should look in there.”

My jaw dropped as I pointed at myself. “Me? But what if it’s an arbiter?”

She shook her head. “Arbiters are not so subtle.”

With that very little bit of comfort, I eased myself onto my knees in front of the bush. My hands shook as I stretched them out and parted the branches. A gasp escaped me.

A puppy lay among the leaves.

CHAPTERTWO

The small dog was brown and gray, with a large tuft of the elder look about its scruff. The sharp-tipped tail resembled that of a German Shepherd, and its ears were that similar pointed flop. Its fur was short and a little on the coarse side, and it was covered in fallen leaves and dirt.

The squirming bundle of adorable fluff squirmed side to side on its back, seemingly incapable of righting itself. At seeing me, its brown eyes seemed to light up, and it let out a sharp, squeaking bark. It redoubled its efforts to right itself, but only succeeded in getting itself dirtier.

Pomo responded with a sharp hiss as he thrashed in his mistress’ arms. That got the puppy’s attention, and the little rascal gave another bark before he finally succeeded in rolling onto his paws. The barker leapt between me and the feline, its tail stiff and its hackles raised. The pup planted all four paws on the ground and barked at the cat. Pomo’s answer was another hiss as he squirmed in his mistress’ arms.

“Pomo!” Eva scolded her fiendish feline as she took a step back with her flailing bundle. “Pomo, calm down!”

I wrapped my arms around the protective canine and drew him against my chest. The little pup let out a yelp and fell backward against me. It tilted its head back and stared up at me as another whimper escaped its dark lips.

“You need to behave, too,” I scolded the little dog before I turned my attention to Eva.

Eva was forced to toss the cat onto the ground where it landed nimbly on its four paws. There was a nice stripe of raised fur on his back and his green eyes gleamed with ire at the puppy. A swift swat of the butt by Eva’s hand quelled some of the anger as the cat shrank beneath his mistress’ tough love.

“That is quite enough!” Eva rebuked her familiar as she wagged a finger at the feline. “You know better than to attack the living!”

I blinked up at her. “The living?”

She looked down at the pup and sighed. “Yes. Like your coming, it’s very rare for someone to pass through the Veil who isn’t dead. However, wild and abandoned creatures have been known to pass over the fortifications and wander through the realm.”

I stared down at my squirming bundle. His soft brown eyes smiled up at me. “So, we need to get him back through the Veil?”

She clasped her hands in front of her and nodded. “That’s the only option. He would starve to death here, or worse, become a phantom or some other such creature.”

I winced as I imagined that scenario, and the next moment I climbed to my feet with the dog cradled like a baby in my arms. “Hear that, boy? I have to get you back home.” The puppy cocked its head to one side and let out a small whimper. I tilted my head down and inspected his scruff. “He doesn’t have a collar.”

“No doubt a stray,” Eva mused with a sad shake of her head. “But perhaps someone will be kind enough to adopt him if he makes it out of the woods.”

A little color drained from my face, but I bit my lip. What Eva said wasn’t wrong, but still, it just felt like something was off.

Eva opened her arms to me, and her voice was gentle. “Would you like me to take him?”

I lifted my chin and took a deep breath. “No, I’ll do it.”

“Then I will accompany you to the fortification,” she offered as she half-turned toward the woods in the direction of the Veil. “Night is nearly upon us, and you may meet with an errant arbiter.”

I nodded and we moved in that direction. Pomo let out a yowl which gave us pause, and Eva looked over her shoulder to cast an irritated look at him. “Well? Are you coming or not?” Pomo let out another pitiful cry, and she rolled her eyes. “No, I’m not staying here. I’ve promised to help, and I intend to keep my word.”

I lifted my eyebrow at my hostess. “Can you really understand what he’s saying?”

Eva folded her arms over her chest and sighed. “Not through words as he refuses to speak to even me, but his tone is enough for me to understand his meaning.” She returned her attention to her feline. “You’ll remain here until I return. I can’t sense any trouble in the domain but keep your ears open.” Pomo flattened his ears against his head and growled. Eva frowned but turned to me. “Let’s be off. There’s no reasoning with him when he’s mad.”

We resumed our journey and soon found ourselves in the woods. The coming night fell upon us as we made our way through the forest, and I couldn’t help but look over the place as if it were new.

“Reliving memories?” Eva asked me.

I gave her a sheepish grin. “More like trying to remember anything. Everything happened so fast that even though it’s only been two days, nothing’s familiar to me.”

She swept her eyes over the dark canopy above our heads. “It has been some time since I ventured out here. Most of my time is spent in the house or patrolling with Pomo, and he can’t travel very far from the house.”

I lifted an eyebrow at my companion. “So, what do you guys do between mortal combat with monsters?”

She chuckled. “Well, there were my experiments with the arbiters, but I’ve given up that hobby.” She let out a sigh and shook her head. “I discovered nothing from it, anyway.”

I thought back to previous conversations about her ‘hobby.’ “You were trying to figure out how to defeat them, weren’t you?”

She nodded. “Yes. That is, without using so much of my weakened power. However,” She held up one hand, and a soft green glow surrounded her fingers, “with the return of most of my power my research is no longer necessary.”

I started back. “Most of your power? Not all of it?”

Eva dropped her hand back to her side and stared ahead as a sigh escaped her lips. “Unfortunately, no. I’m grateful for the return of so much of my former strength, but I’ve yet to achieve the power that I had when I first arrived.”

A soft yelp came from the little bundle of fluff in my arms. The puppy wiggled and pawed at my arms, and his squirmy body managed to slip through my limbs. He dropped onto the ground and flopped about for a second before he righted himself and took off running. Unfortunately, the direction was to our left and away from the Veil.

“Hey!” I shouted as I raced after the puppy. “Come back!”

Eva lifted up one hand and the glow returned. Vines shot up from the ground in front of the puppy and they dove at the dog. The puppy yelped and dodged the vines. I, however, managed to trip over several of the tendrils and I crashed on top of the plants. The air was knocked from my lungs, and I lay there dazed, but my blurry eyes managed to watch the puppy disappear into the woods.

“Adi!” Eva shouted as she rushed over to me. She grasped my arms and looked me over with pursed lips. “I’m so sorry! Are you hurt?”

I climbed onto my arms and glared down at the earth. The vines had been crushed beneath my weight, but they slithered up like drunk mesmerized snakes and snapped their leaves at me before they retreated back into the ground. “Only a few bruises and internal injuries.” I looked up at where the puppy had gone. “Do you see him?”

Eva’s eyes followed mine and she pursed her lips. “Unfortunately, no. He’s vanished, but perhaps this is for the best. He may venture beyond the Veil on his own.”

“We have to make sure of that,” I insisted as I climbed to my feet and brushed myself off.

She stood and lifted an eyebrow. “Surely the dog is no longer our responsibility. It did run away, after all. What can we do for such an animal?”

I looked to where the small pup had disappeared, and my heart fell. It had been so terrified, like I was when I first entered here. I stiffened my jaw and spun around to face Eva. “I’m going to go look for the dog. You stay here and protect your Point.”

Her face fell. “I promised Duncan I wouldn’t allow anything to happen to you.”

I gave her a smile and shook my head. “I’ll be fine, and if I do see anything I’ll take off running toward your place. That way you can still keep your promise. Besides, can’t you sense when trouble’s around?”

Eva cast a look of suspicion at the world around us. “That was once a rule, but I couldn’t sense the intruder within my own house, and Duncan told me you were attacked by a phantom, and yet I have not sensed them since your coming, either.” She shook her head and returned her attention to me. “No, I do not like this arrangement. I would rather go with you.”

I clasped her hands in mine and looked in her eyes. “I’ll be fine. I’ll stick as close to the pentagram as I can and be back before you know it. Besides, I don’t want to take you away from your job because of a wild puppy chase. Pomo would never forgive you if he had to fight off a bunch of trolls all alone because you were chasing after a puppy.”

She still didn’t look too happy, but she gave a nod. “Very well but be careful.”

I laughed as I took off after the puppy. “What could happen to me here?”

Even as I turned away, I could see her eyes look past me in the direction I sprinted. There was something sadly worrisome about her gaze that should have given me a hint that I was running into more trouble.