Ricci sat on her throne with a
cruel smirk on her face. She watched the Mayor perform a demeaning and
embarrassing dance. She loved the torture she exacted on him. She delighted in
keeping him vividly aware of it all. Far ahead of her, near the front door,
were Lawrence and Stagefright. She particularly liked Lawrence Jackdaw whose
reflexes made short work of Gypsy before she could cast a single spell. Gypsy
never saw it coming and wound up in chains with severe injuries.
“You may as
well come out where I can see you, chickee. I know you’re there,” Ricci called
out.
From where they hid, Nightfall noted blank
expressions on Atomizer and Redeagle. With a sigh, she touched each of them on
the cheek before she stepped out with Dreamseer.
“I’m sorry,
you guys,” she thought as they both collapsed unconscious.
“Ooh, two
of you! What fun!” Ricci sneered at the two women.
“How did
you know?” Nightfall asked.
“Oh come
on! My slaves start dropping like flies and you think I wouldn’t notice? I am
in their heads you know. I gotta hand it to you for getting past my police
barricade though, nice work. Still, it was stupid to come here.”
“So why
don’t you call your guards on us now?”
“Hmm,
because I’m bored. Can you believe it? I have all these boy toys and I’m
actually bored.” Ricci pouted. It would have been an endearing, even cute,
expression on anyone else; but on her, it just looked twisted and malicious.
“Having
everything you want isn’t always a good thing,” Dreamseer said.
“But I
don’t have everything I want. I mean, where’s the sun? Even torturing fat slob
here doesn’t help that. Go back there, fat slob.” She commanded the Mayor to go
back by the fireplace behind her throne and he did so.
“The
blocking of the sun is one of the reasons we’re here,” Nightfall said.
“No, you’re
here because you want my power. And you can’t have it! I see from your uniform
that these guys must be friends of yours?”
“Let them
go.”
Ricci
laughed and Zachariah and Kyte came down the stairs. “Now these two were
fighting up on the balcony. Great display of martial skills, but I can’t have
them busting up my house.” Ricci stood up and took a couple of steps forward.
Nightfall
went for her weapon, but Lawrence shot her in the back. Dreamseer locked eyes
with Ricci but suddenly found Kyte’s shadow tendrils choking her. She fell to
her knees as the evil woman smiled on. Ricci owned all of Miami and nothing
could take that from her. She commanded all and soon the world would feel her
presence.
Then a piercing pain in her back and chest
abruptly broke her train of thought. Slowly, she looked down at the fireplace
poker that now protruded from between her breasts. Ricci looked up to find
everything as it was before she gave the mental command to attack. Dreamseer
wasn’t being choked and Nightfall was standing unharmed. They both looked
surprised though.
The men around the room were on the
floor thanks to a sharp wind from Sandstorm who now materialized. He also
looked toward Ricci with a semi shocked expression. Ricci turned slightly to
look into the enraged face of the Mayor. She crumpled to the floor, dead.
Dreamseer
had given Ricci the illusion that she had defeated them in order for Nightfall
to go up and take the tiara. The illusion apparently broke her hold on the
Mayor. He took the fireplace poker and exacted revenge. He didn’t know what
everyone was doing when he realized his freedom and he didn’t care. He only
knew of the torture. Nothing else was real for him.
The tiara fell and rolled across the floor to
Nightfall’s feet.
“Don’t
touch it,” Dreamseer cautioned, “It won’t work for a man, so only a man should
touch it.”
Sandstorm
picked it up.
Dreamseer
looked up to the sobbing Mayor who stumbled backward a little, preparing to
flee.
“Wait,” she
reached out to his mind to pause him.
He put his
hands to the sides of his head, “No! Let me go! Get out of my head!” He dropped
to his knees where Dreamseer ran up to him.
“Wait,
please. I’m not going to hurt you. I promise, I’m not going to hurt you.” She
put her hands to his temples. Nightfall yanked down some long drapes and put
them around the Mayor's shoulders.
“What she
did to me,” he sobbed. “What she made me do. What she did to me.”
“I know, I
know. Let me help you. Let me heal you.” Then her voice was in his mind, No
more pain, no more hurt. You can let it all go. You are better than her and you
aren’t a victim anymore.
He opened
his eyes, “Yeah, not a victim. Okay.”
She helped him stand.
“You have a
city to repair.”
“Yeah. Yeah
I do.”
“We’ll help
you,” Zachariah Ace piped in. He was dusting himself off from being thrown by
Sandstorm. “Now that we are all under our own control again, it’s the least we
can do.”
The Mayor
looked at Dreamseer and she said, “It’s okay, they’re good people. Let them
help you.”
The Mayor
nodded and went out the front door. He wanted to find something better to wear.
The jesters cap lay in the fireplace.
Zachariah
and Nightfall went to retrieve Gypsy from the basement.
“We’ll get
Gypsy to our med bay on the ship. We managed to reach Earth by teleporting past
the shield around the planet. Unfortunately we couldn’t affect the shield
itself, but at least we’re here.” Zachariah made a sweeping gesture, “And I
think we’ll take over this mansion as a base while we help clean up around
here.”
Nightfall
nodded. “With permission, I want to carry on with these people. We’re getting
close to solving this whole thing, but there are more artifacts to collect.
They’re of grave importance.”
“Permission
granted. Just check in with us okay?”
Nightfall
nodded. She didn’t mention that there was someone else as well. Someone she
wanted to know more about. News of Anubis would have to come later.
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