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hand and spirit lightning shot out at the
third.  There are legends that the Kitsune can shoot lightning or fire,
the truth was a little different.  Spirit lightning wasn’t an attack on
the physical body, it was an attack on the spirit, the soul.  But it was
visible, and looked remarkably like a lightning strike with a fiery aura.
    The lightning struck number three, even if he moved too fast
to track his body with my eyes, my senses knew just where his soul was. 
His body kept coming at me through momentum, his soul however shot backwards,
as I blasted it from his body.  Spirit lightning could destroy a soul, but
intent mattered, so mine didn’t.  It merely separated the spirit and
body.  That was three down, nine left.
    I spun and pushed the passing dead body into vampire
attacker number two, which knocked him back.  The first’s eyes widened as
he met mine and saw his death approaching.  As I swung for him, I felt the
old one move.  He was coming right for me, and my power, not even my
lightning, would be able to reach his soul fast enough.  It was more
accurate to say I felt him in one place, and then right behind me, rather than
saying I felt him move.  I aborted my attack on the first vampire who was
dodging back anyway, and tried to turn and meet the old one’s strikes, but he
was too fast, or I was too slow.
    Pain erupted in my back, then my shoulder, and finally my head
felt like someone had hit it with a frying pan.  Then darkness followed.
 At least I was able to take out three of them, but it ultimately wouldn’t
matter, I’d failed.  Terry wouldn’t ever be seeing his son again…
     

Chapter
6
    I woke screaming, covered in sweat, and my whole body
trembled.  I’d expected my next turn on the wheel, not this.  I
screamed, and didn’t stop.  My throat turned raw and still I didn’t
stop.  It was pain beyond imagining, as if every nerve in my body was set
on fire and then dipped in acid.
    “James, what the hell is this?” I barely heard through my
cries and agony.
    James replied thoughtfully, “I don’t know.  I don’t
know what she is either, or what that lightning shit she shot at Cory was, that
made him drop dead without a mark on his body.  What I do know, is if she
turns she’ll be a weapon I can use to regain my place.”
    Oh hell, that explained the torture, they were turning
me.  I imagined for a human turning vampire, it would be mildly painful,
but for a spirit sorceress, who is in full touch with her own soul as it’s
twisted and ensorcelled by spirit and air magic, it would be torture.
    It was torture, and my mind shied away from the pain as I
rolled into a ball.  Not that it did any good.  My hoarse screams,
sobs, and cries went on as my soul was slowly mutilated.  I didn’t even
have the ability to think about trying to resist it with my power, I was in too
much pain to think, to do more than wish to die.  James, and his lackey’s
voices seemed to disappear into the background as nonsense noise.
    After what felt like days, but was probably only hours of
unmitigated pain, the agony abated and I fell mercifully unconscious…
     
    I woke and wrapped myself in the power of spirit, a
shield.  If what I heard was right, the old one, James, wanted to use me
as a weapon.  Good luck to him, I’d never do what he demanded.
    The absence of pain seemed odd, made things surreal, and
felt almost wrong.  More than that, my eyesight was extremely sharp, and
the dark room was bright to my new eyes.  My hearing was much improved as
well, I could feel them throughout the building I was in, a house
perhaps?  Too far for my old self to hear, but I heard their
conversations, and their movements quite easily.
    There were twelve of them left and I sighed as I realized I
couldn’t feel Terry’s soul within the reach of my magic.  I turned my
sight inward, to my own soul, and studied it.  I couldn’t touch or effect
the air magic as I knew all other vampires