Author’s note: An excerpt from my original new adult fantasy WIP, out later this year.
Content warning: Mention of blood, gore, violence.
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“What the Hell was that?” Alex grunted when she dropped into the passenger seat. “Why’d it hurt like that?”
“It always does,” Thayne sighed as he cranked the engine. “You know what The Book says. Magic of blood and bone comes with a cost.”
Alex nodded, wincing. She had no idea what he was talking about.
“Yeah, well,” she grumbled, rubbing her throbbing right shin. “How come that’s never happened to me before when I’ve done healing spells?”
“And how successful were you, pray tell?”
As she slumped in the seat, images of Sathariel bullet-riddled, sprawled in the alley behind The Amphora flashed behind her shut eyelids. She saw the thick crimson streams spreading across his hoodie, the faint light leaving his eyes while he choked on his own blood.
When she sulked silently in response Thayne replied, “That’s what I thought.”
“So this’s what you feel?” Alex questioned. “Every time you heal someone.”
He stared straight ahead and drummed his thumbs on the steering wheel as the hatchback rattled along the cobblestones.
“We can’t make something from nothing, Alex,” Thayne said. “Only The Magistrate can do that. The pain’s the price we pay to heal what The Magistrate has made.”
When they pulled up to another tenement Alex remained seated while Thayne got out of the car.
“Can I stay here for this one?” she mumbled, resting her head against the window. “My leg’s still killing me.”
She expected Thayne to hurl some sour rebuke. Instead, he nodded and grabbed the spellcasting bag from the backseat.
“Rest up,” he said. “The pain will pass within the hour or so.”
Before he shut the car door, he added, “Alex-“
Wearily she glanced up at him.
“You did great tonight.”
Even the infernal agony surging up her tibia couldn’t dull the small smile that stole across her face as Thayne staggered away to the next house call.
[ID: An orange demon on a checkered teal background. She has tall pointy horns, pointy ears, and fangs. She has a long teal tongue, plus dark eyes with cross-shaped pupils. Her hair is long and made of an unknown black liquid. END ID]
What originally started as a Percy Jackson OC who was a demi god child of Eris, is now a Demi-God, Demi-Fae, all chaos being.
Hektik is a chaos lover like their mother and a shape-shifting trickster like their father. Fortunately, they aren't a malicious creature, preferring pranks and hijinks and being an eldrich Bugs Bunny.
The mask is actually like stereotypical anime weights, serving as a limiter to their power. Because underneath that mask is a vortex of incomprehensible entropic madness and proof that they really shouldn't exist. Like real genetic hybrids like ligers and such, their DNA (or the magic equivalent of such) is unstable, and they could completely dissolve into entropy if the mask is removed for too long.
And looking at their real face can do any number of things from, causing the viewer to turn to stone like Medusa, sucking them in like a black hole, causing all fluids in their body to simultaneously evaporate, or turning them inside out.
No one knows how and or why Eris hooked up with the Pooka, and how Hektik was conceived or born, it's probably for the best that we don't know. Hektik has a good enough relationship with their mother, gaining a lot of their love of chaos from her, but because Eris is a Goddess, she, unfortunately, doesn't have much time for her offspring.
Pooka on the other hand is a mixed bag, as fae have no concept of parenting, it's just not something they do. So some days Pooka would be showing Hektik how to prank travellers, other days he's trying to eat Hektik. This went on for a while until Hektik ate Pooka first, but because Pooka's an immortal, that just means they'll come back at some point, probably angry.