Fighting - Anaya Phoenix (free books to read .txt) 📗

deem valuable and every person you love in your face. One. By. One.” She stepped closer, moving faster than my eyes could see until she was directly in front of me with her fists on fire. “It’ll be a blast, I’m thinking about recording it so I can watch the agony on your face as I rip their throats out like you ripped my mates’ out!” She screeched, grabbing me by my throat and pinning me to the wall. The flame on her hands burned a little, but not enough to make me cringe and at that I smiled willing water into my hands.

“I remember that day, let’s play recall shall we? Do you remember seeing that flame slowly flicker out of his eyes, do you remember watching as his body turned to nothing but ash, do you remember watching his soul being speared by my rage? Or is it all a bit blurry to you?” I hissed, before dousing her hands. It didn’t throw her off as much as I’d hoped and served to do nothing but anger her more. She ripped me from the wall and threw me down the hall and through the window and leaving me to fall down the four floors.

Chapter 11

I picked myself  up off the floor and dusted of my sweater, wiping the little bit of blood that came from my mouth as a result of me biting my lip. I looked to the window only to see it fully repaired.

“Aww, c’mon!!” I yelled right before I was punched in my cheek and thrown back onto the ground. I looked up to see Abaddon with fury lacing her eyes.

“Get up you worthless sack of-” She was hit by a rock and thrown to th other end of the parking lot before she could finish the sentence.

“You were about to say a no no word, which will not be tolerated on school property.” Leo snarled, before throwing the huge rock back into the forested area. Abaddon’s body was then encased in a water ball that continuosly twisted and turned, making it impossible for her to swim through it.

“Yeah, bitch.” Filly said with a smile as she concentrated on twisting the globe.

“Free her and we shall settle this another day.” Azazel said from behind us, the rest of the coup from Hell behind him.

“Like Hell we will.” Ursula chuffed, folding her arms and watching Azazel. She hated demons, more than kittens hated water. A side of his mouth lifted before he nodded to his companion stuck in the water ball.

“Release her and you have my word there shall be no more trouble from us this week.”

“And we’re to take a demon’s word?”

“I’m afraid you have no choice.” At that Urse raised a brow and waved her hand toward the globe, making it freeze instantly.

“No, I’m afraid you’re the one that seems to be lacking in that department…. We release her, you must cause no harm for two weeks.”

“Ever would be good too, just puttin’ that in there.” Evangeline, the bird victor, said softly. Azazel narrowed his eyes and I surveyed the other demons, succubi, and incubi. They all appeared to be normal average rich kids, my wolf growled and I sighed softly. It made things slightly more difficult, but we’d get pass it. We always get pass it.

“Fine, two weeks. Free her now before her human casing becomes unfit.” Ursula narrowed her eyes but willed the cold air away and Filly let the water back into the Earth.

“You fucking-”

“Abaddon, home!” Azazel growled, losing his temper for the first time this encounter. We all watched as her body turned to smoke before the rest of theirs did. All was silent until they all turned to me, their arms crossed and their lips pursed.

“What?”

“Why is it always you?”

 

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he rest of the day was surprisingly uneventful, I got a B on my trig test which I couldn’t really complain about. I drove home in the bike right behind the family car and allowed myself to analyze the new situation we’d finagled ourselves into while I cruised. We had a party mix from the underworld sent to aid the humans in destroying us. One of the members of said mix was hell bent, no pun intended, on getting revenge on me for killing her mate who I had been assigned to kill by the Gods’. Somehow everything managed to point back to them. On top of the whole shit-cream sundae that we had going on, we’d have to keep them low profile while they stayed in the school; we didn’t need teenagers getting all rallied up and the war occurring prematurely. That would be a fate no-no. If there was anything that I had learned in my eighteen years of being a victor. specifically the Red Luna, was that when fate knocks at your door you’d best have tea and cookies ready because you’d need it on your side. Before long we reached the gates of the ghetto, where guards were supposed to stand ready to monitor the actions of the unruly but we’d put and end to that shit earlier. I smiled at the memory.

*3 years ago*

Filly sat on top of the wall that was supposed to separate us from the human world, dangling her feet and smiling down at the four human guards that were posted. I sat dangling over the gat itself, having melted the barbed wire that was there. All the victors sat on the barrier that was created, surrounding the humans. They hadn’t even noticed us, yet.

“Uhm, excuse me.” I said in the softest, sweetest voice I could manage. All of them clutched the stun guns closer to their chests and turned around then aimed up at me, before realizing that all of us were there.

“What do you think you’re doing here?” I asked, blinking and cocking my head to the side.

“Miss, we’re gonna need you to go back into the town.”

“Oh, he called you miss.” Leo said tauntingly, crossing his arms over his chest.

“And he has the nerve to call that a town.” Ursula growled, pointing to the, then, underdeveloped  ghetto that was behind us.

“We need you to return to your homes and-”

“Now ain’t that funny, cuz we need y’all to do that too.” I said, done playing games, as I hopped down and let my wolf peek out. They backed up as their heartbeat picked up, I smirked and stepped closer revelling in the smell of their sweat and fear.

“What my friend here is trying to say,” Leo said as all the victors hopped off the wall “leave. Now.”

“We have express command to stay here.” One of the guards said, clutching the gun with sweaty palms.

“Tell your commander that if, by tomorrow there are guards here I will personally see to it that all of your fleet suffers in the worst way imaginable. Got it?” Fily growled softly, the golden hair on her head illuminated by the bright lights that were angled at the gate.

“We have express command-” I willed fire to my hands and merged them together to make a huge fire ball.

“Leave or every single one of your skin cells will be ignited.” I said, putting the hand not holding the fire on my hip and lifting a brow. They looked at my red hair and amber eyes and backed away, knowing who I was.

“Tell your commander what my friend said, and leave this place and never come back.” I said with the tiniest of smiles to show them the very tips of my fangs.

 

 

I smiled at the memory, knowing that even back then when we were just getting to know each other we’d always stuck by one another and would fight for what wa right. We cruised through the gates until we arrived home where I knew another adventure would take place. I just felt it.

 

 

I knew it. My mother, because she was just so fantastic, decided to invite the Master’s over. Don’t get me wrong, I loved when we had friends over, especially when it was my favorite vamp twins, but I’d had enough with hellish creatures. I didn’t want to flip off of on Cella and Mason just because of some stupid demon bitch. I washed my hair but didn’t bother drying it and put on a blue sundress. I wouldn’t wear shoes, I liked how the carpet was feeling right about now under my feet. I left my room and collided with Libby and smiled at how she looked. She’d pinned her head up on top of her head in a bun and had wrapped the base of the bun in a peach colored cloth. Her dress was an A line peach sundress and she wore ballet slippers.

“Well, it certainly looks like you dressed up. Couldn’t possibly be for a certain-”

“Shut up, mom told us to dress nicely.” I smirked at her blush and watched as she continued to walk towards the stairs. The next to come out their room was Jesse and I rolled my eyes at his forest green button down that wasn’t buttoned and revealed a white t-shirt under it.

“That’s not even-”

“She said nice, not fancy.” He said with a smirk and a quick ruffling of his hair, he walked passed me and whistled softly as he headed downstairs.

“Family.” I scoffed and followed.

 

 

 

It was louder than usual as everyone gathered around the table. She’d also invited the Mascot’s, which was just fucking amazing. So there we all sat, happy and smiling and eating. It was one of the rare hallmark moments where everything was beautiful and warm, and there was always love flowing from every pore. Of course the Masters didn’t really eat anything, they merely sucked on a piece of raw steak which is kinda gross when you think about it. My ears picked up on something beating frantically and I searched around the table nonchalantly to see where the noise could’ve come from and smiled when I found it. Libby’s eyes were almost glued to Mason as he laughed and chatted with my family, a faint blush on her cheeks. Tonight wasn’t a night for sadness, I wouldn’t remind myself that my own sister might not have the happily ever after that I’d always wanted; I wouldn’t dare let the fact that her cancer dimmed the chances of her actually getting to live out what she was destined to live out. Tonight was about family, and hope, and love. And I’d be dammed if I let them ruin any of that for me.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” I whispered teasingly through the mind link to Libby.

“I have.” She seemed to mumble back dreamily before blushing intensely and scolding me with her eyes. “Shouldn’t you be focused on other things besides me.” She growled before cutting in to her steak.

“You’re the most interesting thing here, though.” With that she sent a pointed lok towards Ander who tugged on his little sisters’, Marie Anne, pigtails. I raised a brow in her direction and sent a little burst of flame to hit her knee. She jumped and gained the attention of half the table, including Mason.

“You OK?” The concern lacing Jesses’ voice made my heart squeeze. She blushed and nodded, smiling faintly before stuffing food in