point onwards. Because without being able to use these strange bloody powers (yes, pun totally intended with that one) then I was taking this each step as it came.
For starters, I didn’t even have a clue where the Eye was or where we were for that matter. I knew from what I had read about Harpies that at one time they had occupied parts of Tartarus but seeing as most of it had been destroyed in the war, then who the Hell knew. Not me that was for damn sure!
Gods, for all I knew we were on a fucking island surrounded by demonic looking starving sharks with twenty extra rows of teeth that could shoot lava from their ass and fire fins like throwing stars. Or simply put, we were surround by an impenetrable wall and were basically fucked. Either way, I was holding out for the ‘getting out’ part of this plan to be the easy part.
What wouldn’t be easy, however, was making my way down these battlements without being heard. I swear, but if I ever managed to get my ass back to Earths’ realm, then I was taking ninja classes! Fuck, but at this rate I was willing to learn how to drive a damn tank if it meant living a semi normal life. Because I was pretty sure that was the only way Lucius would let me leave to go shopping…okay, so maybe just a drive through, I thought with a smirk.
“Seriously?” I muttered to myself, shaking my head at my random thoughts.
“Get your head in the game, Fae,” I added, rolling my eyes at myself. Then, after this unoriginal pep talk, I crept along the top of the battlements hoping that the next tower along had a staircase. Only one that actually led to the lower levels where the first Harpy was dozing.
“Bingo,” I muttered the second I saw that it did and thankfully it was more intact. Well, for the most part it was as the further down I travelled, the more of my next problem started to present itself. This being a huge hole I could now see that had taken out about seven steps. It looked like a boulder had taken out a good section by a catapult or a trebuchet. This being a medieval machine that worked by a counterweight dropping on the end of a pivoted beam and launching a payload into the air from a sling.
Gods, I could be a bigger geek than Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory!
Well, despite that title of geekhood, it didn’t take away from the fact that whatever it was that had happened here, it was obvious the other side had won, as most of this castle had been utterly obliterated. In fact, it looked as though all that remained were parts of the ramparts and curtain walls that connected the three towers. The one on the side of the large arch was only half the size of the other two, due to being caved in on itself and inaccessible.
The usual Keep found inside the castle walls was down to its foundations and was nothing more than a metre-high shell, reminding me of some architectural plans laid on the floor. There was also a pointless part left of what would have at one time been the gatehouse, with its only use now being nothing more than a crumbing entrance into the bailey.
This meant that I had no choice but to put the blade between my teeth. I was near gagging on the bitter metallic taste that I knew wasn’t all down to the blade but also the smears of Harpy blood that remained. Then, I got to my knees before holding on to the ledge and lowering myself down to the next set of steps below hoping that when I landed on them, they didn’t just collapse under my sudden weight. Because I wasn’t only sure that something like that would wake everyone up, I was also sure that it would in all likelihood kill me in the process.
I landed with a creaking of wood and with my arms held out wide as I froze in place waiting for the fall. But when nothing happened, I let out a relieved breath, which ended being premature the second I heard movement outside.
Fuck, but I had…
Woken up the Harpy!
Chapter Twelve
Escape Plan
Fuck, but I had…Woken up the Harpy!
I knew this when I saw the shadow of wings entering the opening before the creature did. This meant I