Page 16 of Raven's Spectre


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His eyes narrowed and in another millisecond he was standing before me, his presence powerful and evil. The gun in my hand twisted and contorted until it fell onto the floorboards with a loud resounding thwack.

“What did you just say?”

“The devil wants your pet. Whatever she is, is valuable to him. You may be protected but we both know she’s not. Give me what I want, and I’ll forget her and let you keep her. Go against me and…”

I wasn’t ready for the attack. My words cut off as he wrapped his fist around my neck and flung me up against the wall. Fighting him was useless, he had powers I could only dream of having.

“You think this is a game, mortal? I can break you in two if I want to.”

“Do it,” I croaked. “I’m not afraid to die.”

His grip tightened, and for a moment, it felt like the air itself had abandoned me. The room closed in, and as I struggled for breath, I could sense the gravity of my situation sinking in. The man in the suit had powers beyond those of what I was told about. Fucking devil had lied and now this entity held my fate in his hands. The stark reality of my mortality hung in the air like a heavy shackle.

As he held me pinned against the wall, his eyes bore into mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. The atmosphere crackled with tension, and the room seemed to pulse, exciting that ominous energy.

"You're not like the others," he hissed, the words laced with both menace and curiosity. "Most mortals cower at the mere mention of death, but you... you're different.You truly want it."

He gripped me tighter and those shadows started to play with my vision. They looked like demons at play. He suddenly hissed, tearing his hand away from my throat.

I dropped to the floor, gulping in a desperate breath of air that stung my throat. Despite the pain, I met his gaze with a death defying one of my own.

"Kill me or spare me, it won't change a thing," I wheezed. “You’ll give me what I came for.”

We both glared down at the hand he held by the wrist. It had been seared by some unknown force. It was then I realized the devil had left me some type of gift.

"Fuck," he muttered, visibly in pain.

I slowly pushed myself up from the floor, a smirk playing on my lips.”Looks like even immortals have their Achilles' heel.”

Serge shot me a venomous look, his anger simmering beneath the surface. The air grew tense as we locked eyes.

"You think this changes anything, Biker?" he spat, his words laced with venom and hate.

I shrugged, feeling a sense of newfound confidence. "Changes everything for me."

The devil’s intervention had changed the course of our meeting. I had the upper hand now and Serge knew it.

“Get out,” his voice was low and menacing.

“So I guess you won’t be helping me?”

He reached out to grab me again and stopped, inches from my throat. Thinking it over twice, he took a step back.

“You touch my raven and I may not be able to kill you, but I will find ways to torture you so painfully you will regret ever going against me.”

I smirked. “You know I’m really tired of you demons or whatever you are, threatening me with pain. I’m not afraid of pain,” I snarled. “Do your best, but just remember one thing, Serge Bastien. I’m the devil’s servant now. I don’t think he’ll like knowing that you’re playing with his things.”

“Get out!” His scream reverberated against the walls and it nearly made me jump out of my skin. Trying to remain calm I stared back at him, a smile playing on my lips.

“Until we see each other again.”

I stepped out of the office feeling as if something was shoving me out. As soon as I was alone in the hallway, I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention, that odd evil sensation coursed through my body, and I broke out in a run, heading up the flight of stairs and back out into the club.

I needed to find that bird. It was my only leverage against both Bastien and the Devil. As I made my way across the floor, the lights suddenly flashed and went out. People screamed, some moaned, and suddenly a spotlight lit the stage. What I saw next, floored me.

6

SPECTRE

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