Page 15 of Raijin

Sabina thought it was better to keep her mouth shut. She glanced at the clock on the wall, “Are you going to be staying late tonight?” She asked as Oye moved over to her side.

“Yes, it’s going to be a long one. The girls have sunk their teeth into the broker of council man Felix,” Lanias grinned, it held an edge of greed. “My hope is that they suck him completely dry before the night ends.”

“Do you have to look so damn happy, when you say that?” Oye asked, her expression twisted.

“Some of us need to take pleasure in our work,” Lanias said, her eyes look pointedly down at Oye’s privates. “Maybe you should find some pleasure for that desert of yours. You might want to warn your next lover to blow to get rid of the dust.”

Oye immediately lifted her head. “Listen here, you witch—”

Sabina made her way out of the office, the door shutting on whatever Oye was about to say. She’d had enough of their banter for the night. It was time for her to get home to her daughter.

The hallway was filled with a dim light before brightening at her presence. Sabina quickly made her way down the hall and out of the back door. She inhaled the cool city air, feeling relief and a sort of nostalgia for the night cloaked city. Walking over to the corner of the block, she hoped she hadn’t missed her chance of getting a decent cab especially since it was so late, or early depending on who you asked.

Sabina stopped at the corner and reached into her pocket and took out her cell to summon a cab. Before she could, she heard a high-pitched scream, surprised she looked over to her right to spot Ragan and an unknown man carrying a struggling woman into an alleyway a few feet away. The woman screams were cut off with a disturbing finality.

All this happened in a manner of seconds.

Shocked by what she’d seen, Sabina found herself running after them. She had always thought Ragan was weird, but it looked like he’d chosen this night to show it.

“Hey, stop,” she shouted coming to the opening of the alleyway.

Spotting an iron pipe leaning against a trash can, she reached out to it and summoned it. The pipe smacked into her hand solidly, she tightened her hold on it.

“Hey, I said stop,” she said once again as she walked further into the alleyway.

Ragan looked up; his eyes zeroed in on her face. “What are you doing here?”

“Why do you think,” she pointed the rod at him. “Put her down and leave before you regret it.”

“Look, turn around and leave. This doesn’t have anything to do with you.” Ragan said as he let go of the unconscious woman’s feet, and turned to fully face Sabina. “Go.”

“Ragan, kill her.” The Cambion demon behind him ordered. “We have to hurry up or—.” His words were cut off, when Ragan shot him a hard look. “I’ll take care of this,” He snapped.

The demon snorted, “Fine, have at it.” He continued on his way to the back of the alley.

Facing Sabina once more, Ragan lifted a hand his eyes glinting coldly. “Listen witch you need to leave, now.

Sabina stepped forward wavingthe rod threateningly “Sure, tell your friend to bring her back or-,” “Or what?” He looked her over before he glanced at the opening behind her. “Your alone, witch. What can you do, ey?” He taunted her.

Sabina lifted a brow. “Ever had a rod shoved up your ass?” she asked casually.

Ragan snarled, his razor-sharp teeth flashing. “Don’t fucking play with me. Take that little stick of yours and leave before this turns ugly,” he warned threateningly.

After he spoke, he turned away from her returning to his friend’s side as the empty space around the Cambion demon began to fill with the dark light of a portal.

Sabina lifted the Rod and sent it flying right at Ragan’s back. He released a curse of pain before he turned with increased speed and in a blink of an eye, he was on her. Sabina sucked in a quick breath as she felt the iron rod in her hand ripped away.

Staggering back a few steps she looked down at her hand to see it was bleeding from where the rods rough metallic surface had scraped it.

Looking up, she saw Ragan toss the rod away with his eyes focused on her. “Don’t forget, I told you to run. You asked for this.”

He took a threatening step toward her.

Sabina brow creased as she debated on whether to make a move. She didn’t want to cause Lanias any problems but spotting Rogan’s friend still dragging the helpless woman to the portal. She immediately made her choice. The sensation of her Dark Magic poured into her veins as she felt the familiar manic energy fill her, her eyes burning as they changed from a familiar brown to black.

“Don’t run now,” Rogan shouted as he pounced on her throwing them both to the ground.

Just as she decided to make her move the Incubus was pulled off her. In wide eyed shock she watched him be lifted by a giant sized clawed red hand into the air and dragged with a terrified scream into the thick black mist that surrounded it. His screaming filled the air before with an ominous suddenness it ended. Only to be followed with the sounds of crunching and the sound of flesh tearing.

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