The Succubae Seduction Bk. 02: The Twins Ch. 27

Was there ever a time this woman didn't throw me for a loop? he wondered as she stepped next to the fallen half-Knight and recovered his pistol. Then he remembered Shlee's kiss and swiped at his face to clean it off. Of course, the werewolf wouldn't have a problem kissing him after she'd torn throats out with her maw. Mandy probably wouldn't have kissed him, either, but he didn't think she would have reacted as Megan had either. Gloria... She didn't bear thinking about. He had a messed up dating life, and it wasn't as though he'd gone looking for it.

Then he glanced at his dad, wrapping a gag around Becky's face and shook his head. At least Mandy and Shlee weren't out to kill him. If what Becky claimed was true, then whatever the Knights did to her didn't remain as a spell. Which meant that it was either permanent or would require some specialized treatment to remove the conditioning.

"We need to get to the Orange Bubble and get out of here," Lyden said as he straightened up. Becky was slung over his shoulder, and despite her muffled protests, Lyden had a firm grip on her.

"Won't they just attack us again?" Megan asked as she tucked another pistol in her waistband. Eldon wasn't sure, but he suspected that she'd acquired all the available weapons from the doomed Knights.

"Not if we have Becky with us," Eldon told her. "At least, we're pretty sure that's how they managed to attack us last time." He didn't blame Megan for not remembering the conversation after the crash. She was pretty dazed.

"I got a good look at the car as they dragged us away," Shlee added in. "It was in pretty bad shape. Will it even run?"

"She's a good car," Lyden said. "As long as she's not killed, she'll heal like any other living being. I've seen her recover from some serious damage, and the longer she's been alive, the stronger she's become."

Eldon wondered why that was. He knew that part of Angela's soul inhabited the car... Could it be that all the sex that occurred within strengthened her? That was a philosophical question for later.

"I'm glad I'm sticking with you," Megan said as she stepped past Eldon. "Your family is a lot more exciting than anything I did back home. I don't know if my daddy would have approved of you, but you're a lot like him. Noth the shape-shifting thing, but you're as stubborn as he was in his most agreeable times."

Eldon ground his teeth instead of responding to her. One moment she's cold, and the next... well, if not hot, at least lukewarm towards him. And this was all after she was seriously injured. Maybe that blow to her head caused some permanent damage.

Oberon zipped down from the top of the stairs that Becky had descended, meeting them. "Now listen up, my minor minions," he started out in his most offending tones. "We can either do this the fun way or the safe way. My preference is to destroy, mutilate, or just plain fuck with as many as we can before we go."

"What's the safe way?" Brock asked. He still looked miserable, but he wasn't letting it slow him down. Considering how bad he felt after Shlee went through the barrier, Eldon understood some of what his sibling was going through. He remembered Brock standing up against Oberon earlier, and was glad the merman was staying active.

Oberon gave him the barest glance, before grimacing and saying, "I turn us all invisible and we sneak like little cowards through their camp. But if I get the chance to zap someone, or have some fun, I'm taking it. These fucking Knights don't deserve to breathe the same air as me."

"Do you have to swear so much?" Eldon heard his dad mutter. If Oberon heard him, he was ignored.

"The safe way," the rest of them chimed in almost all at once. Becky squirmed and tried to say something, but her vote didn't count.

"Huh..." Oberon pouted. "I disagree with the redheaded toots! You fuck-tards are boring as a dryad's tea party. Well, everyone gather around, and I'll make sure we're not seen. Anyone know where that car is?"

"I can feel her over that way," Lyden said, pointing up and to the right. Eldon didn't know his dad had that kind of connection with the car but wasn't going to complain about that right then.

If Oberon did anything to make them invisible, he couldn't tell, but they followed him up. They entered a room that looked like an ancient mid-twentieth century nuclear bunker. No one was in the place, and they rushed through and up another flight of stairs. Eldon nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw two guards standing upright, swords at their hips, and rifles held across their chests. Eldon prepared to attack, but then noticed the blood dripping down, and the holes in the backs of their helmets and heads.

"I figured they weren't using their shit-for-brains anyway, so I took them out," Oberon chuckled.

Eldon was beginning to suspect that the little faerie was a sadistic monster and that it was perhaps a good thing that he was no longer tied to Brock and Bridget.

Someone in the robes of a Knight, but not the armor, went running by and didn't pay them, or the dead guards any notice. Whatever Oberon was doing allowed them to see, but remain unnoticed.

This place wasn't what Eldon expected to find when they escaped. The sun's early light crested a thick copse of trees in the East. Little huts and more than a few hovels dotted the ground throughout the area; some of them no more than blankets strung between trees. It looked like a homeless encampment, more than a military base. Here and there, doors in the ground gave evidence that there were more underground passages.

Lyden led the way through the thick forest and broken living spaces. Oberon's magic kept them hidden. Multiple times, Eldon saw the little faerie prepare to cast something at a passing Knight, but Brock would hiss something at him, or in one case that Eldon was confident would end in someone's death, Brock pulled the Faerie down to meet his gaze and whispered something in furious tones. Oberon glared for a moment, then burst into guffaws that they all cringed and feared would get them caught. No one came running, though, and Oberon didn't try anything else.

They wound their way through the trees until Lyden stopped them before a large, camouflage tent. It looked like it was military-grade, and could hold at least a platoon of soldiers inside. Without waiting, his dad slipped through an opening. They followed after, and Eldon saw that it was a makeshift garage. The Orange Bubble was lifted onto a couple jacks, and mechanics swarmed around it, attempting to take her apart.

A wave of anger that he didn't expect to feel for the car welled up in Eldon. He prepared to charge forward and hurt these bastards that would dare to harm the vehicle that protected and transported him since he was a baby. This wasn't an ordinary vehicle, but a member of his family. It wasn't a machine, but a living being! And yet, these Paladonic Knights were attempting to take her apart as though she had no feelings.

Before he managed two steps, however, the car let out one long, blaring horn, doors opened, smashing unexpecting heads, and the jacks gave out, crushing two other Knights. Three Knights, who weren't within the Orange Bubbles attack range, slumped to the ground, the remains of their heads splattering the tent walls.

"What?" Oberon demanded as Brock glared at him. "She started it. I just helped!" the Faerie King pointed to where the battered-but-whole, old-style, orange Volkswagen Beetle rolled up to Lyden.

"Everyone get in," Lyden ordered. "Unless I'm mistaken, the reason our execution was scheduled at noon was that the law the Paladonic Knights were trying to get passed was to be voted on at that time. We should still have enough time to get there and stop it." Without waiting for a response, he Set Becky in the passenger seat and shut the door. "Don't let her out, Girl. I'm glad you're still here. I missed you too."

Eldon waited as everyone else got in, then closed the door behind him. His dad was in the driver's seat, talking in calm tones with his car as they started moving.

Brock and Oberon were in the back, by the bed, talking with animated gestures, but Oberon must have created some kind of barrier, as he couldn't hear them.

Shlee and Megan sat on the couch, a spot empty between them. As though they rehearsed it, they patted the empty spot at the same time, indicating that it waited for him.

"I hope you don't plan on talking to me, because I could really use a nap," Eldon said as he more fell than sat in the spot. Despite only having been awake for a short period, after changing forms so rapidly and with such a significant size variance, he was exhausted. His stomach also rumbled, but remembering the last thing he ate, he held no interest in food right then.

"Oh, nothing important," Shlee said in an off-hand tone that told him he needed to pay close attention to what she said next. "Just plans for our wedding. I'm thinking something sci-fi themed, or with a fantasy—"

The car rocked unexpectedly, lurching from side to side and throwing him to the ground.

"What the hell was that?" he asked, looking around to make sure no one was hurt. Everyone was either picking themselves up or hadn't moved much. "I thought we'd be safe since we have Becky with us."

"That wasn't those mother-fucking Knights," Oberon said with a dark chuckle. "Or rather, it was them, but not them attacking us. However, those three MOAB bombs that they intended to blackmail governments and detonate across your planet won't be of much use to them now. I may have stumbled across their plans, and set them to go boom as soon as we were safely away."