Val spent the next few days hunting Scath. This trip she had a huge quota. Not only would it take five units per Follower Spark she wanted to eventually create, but the Sigil Mark’s took two units. Val figured that should would likely need at least two full Follower Sparks to control a guild like Baltazar had suggested. But she would need at least five Sigil marks to tag each of the sect leaders, more if she intended for the whole gang to have them. Val sighed, this was already one trip that would drain most of her funds. Lorenzo had sent them with the typical supplies but with room and board already adding up and the metals she needed she had spent nearly one third of her entire savings, and there would be more expenses in the near future. 35 scath units just to square with Lorendo the units she had used at the fort, another 25 for future Follower needs, and then another thirty to forty to cover the costs on this trip. 100 Scath units in just a few days. Thankfully, the Shadows see
Val stumbled forward, catching herself right at the edge of the pool. She did her best to cover herself with her hands, but the thin fabric was not much to work with. Barclay and Brant eyed her appreciatively. “Well, if she is pure, that white hair is certainly unique. Thank you, Weylan. Remind me later to leave you a bonus for this one,” Brant called, dismissing Weylan. Val wasn’t sure if she was lucky or cursed to have the Razor’s Edge’s leadership right here. She barely registered Barclay moving towards her until his powerful frame raised out of the water as he reached for her. She averted her gaze but it put her off balance as he pulled her into the pool. The water was only a few feet deep but she tripped on the stair and landed against his damp chest. As she tried to regain her balance she tried to push off his rock hard form, and realized her face was way too close to his manhood. “Eager, eh? Well, I do like a woman who initiates.” His thick arms wrapped around her and pulled
Valkyrie came awake to a dull throbbing in her head. The dark room smelled of piss and vile mixed with stale musty air. There was indeed someone sobbing nearby and Val wondered who it might be. She rolled over, attempting to come to her knees but the world spun as she moved, and she nearly puked her guts up. She slowly made it to a seated position, her head still swimming through a foggy haze.“I thought you said the pain would be blocked.”No one answered her. she belatedly realized that if this was what she was dealing with while aided by the spark, she would be in real trouble if she didn’t get some Scath units soon.“Emma?” she called softly. She desperately wanted to use her thermal vision but it would take precious scath units that she didn’t have to spare right now.“Val?” Her voice trembled with the single syllable.“Emma! I am going to get you out!”“Val, how are you going to do that? They got you too! The last girl that managed to break the locks was caught and never came
Val stared at the wall for a long moment, the reality of the past few hours not yet registering. She just felt numb. “I had to do something. I had to find Emma.” “If you had waited, or come to us, we could have gotten her out,” Cade said. “You told me we couldn’t do anything!” Val fumed. “The whole reason I went off to find her on my own is because you said no!” “Val, if you had been listening to our plan, we already had a way to get all the girls out that would have wrecked the gang and left the Song family alone. It was all worked out. It still is, except you are now wanted by every member of the Razor’s edges. We cannot get you close to the auction because they will have eyes everywhere.” “You had a plan?” “Yes, Val. We had a plan, and it included you and your friend,” Cade said. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Rest for now. Tomorrow is the auction and we have a lot to do. Alexa and I will go on a Scath hunt tonight. Whi
{Options?} Val asked silently. “Well, I can try to kill everyone here, one by one. Or we can be bold and try to alienate the guild master, and embarrass him enough that his guild turns on him and he fights us in single combat… hopefully with me killing him at the end of that,” Baltazar said aloud. “Hey! You! what are you doing up there?” someone shouted from below. All eyes turned to look at Val. She realized they must be quite the sight, dressed in all black at what seemed to be a house party. “Big and bold it is then,” Baltazar said under his breath. He then projected their voice so all could hear. It was strange hearing his words come out in her voice. “Who? Me?” Baltazar replied in Valkyrie's lilting voice. “Yes, missy. YOU. what are you doing here and how did you get in anyway?” Val spotted Brant walk in then just as he locked eyes with her. “YOU! I shot you just a few hours ago!” Brant bellowed. “Your friend too.” Pangs of guilt and loss washed over Val, but Baltazar kep
Baltazar turned Valkyrie's gaze back to Farson. “I know the hierarchy has been disrupted. I trust you to sort it out.”“I admit, miss, I only have a basic understanding of what all goes on.”Valkyrie silently wondered what she must look like to Farson, with Baltazar still controlling her body.“Fine. After I am gone, call back all the members who will answer. Get acquainted with what each is doing and begin to restructure. Tomorrow, make me a list of anything you cannot handle and we can address it then. Any who dissent are to be killed. Gather these bodies and line them along the river.”“Yes, Miss Reaper. Umm, you said we are no longer the razor’s edges. Is there a new crest?”Baltazar frowned. Valkyrie’s resources were dangerously low. She barely had enough for a follower's sigil.“For now, you as the new leader will receive a mark. Others may duplicate it but in time, I will bless those who have proven themselves with a custom version.” Baltazar took Farson’s wrist and after a few
Val stripped out of her armored clothes and donned a simple night gown. She laid down on her bed, exhaustion from the nights exertion catching up to her. However, as her head touched the pillow and her eyes closed, it was not blissful sleep she found, but the stary meadow.Baltazar paced around and around the edge of the meadow muttering to himself. When he finally noticed she had joined him, he paused and walked over. “Ah, young one. You finally decided to join me.”“I finally decided to sleep. Joining you was not on the list tonight. Were you ignoring me earlier? ” Val replied dryly.“Ignoring? No. I could hear you but to finally have a mouth again after several hundred years, can you really blame me? As for why you are here now, as you connect at a deeper level with the Spark, you will be able to reach this place more easily. The Seer’s sage can help you attain the deeper levels but soon you will be able to reach this meadow with little more than simple meditation.”“So what is ne
Val awoke as Alexa violently shook her. “Get up and get dressed. Be sure to put on your extra armor.” “What?” Val asked groggily. “What’s going on?” “Gang war. Some time in the night someone killed a whole slew of Razor’s Edge guild members. Their bodies line the banks. We need to find out if the auction is canceled. This city is not safe for us right now so as soon as we locate the statuette, we are out of here.” “What do dead guild members have to do with the auction?” “Do you really think a bunch of rich people are going to hang around a city and have a good time while twenty bodies line the banks? I think not. Many will leave town as soon as they hear the news.” “Its just a bunch of criminals. Think someone is trying to limit the attendance to the auction?” Val offered. Alexa was hastily packing up her belongings but paused and looked at Val, considering. “If I had not personally seen you in bed last night, I would suspect you had something to do with all of this. Come on,