TITLE: The Bearers of Life
Jordan (our female heroine) needs to bring Ethan (who just became an immortal himself) back to the City of Immortals before they are attacked again. They had just survived an attack by another immortal sent to kill Ethan, and Jordan is on edge.
A moment passed, then two. Just as he called out for her, there was a loud crash and she reappeared, slamming a shadowed figure into the ground at his feet. A ball of black flames erupted in her hand and the unseen stranger began to struggle harder.
“Wait!” he said, putting his hands up in surrender. “It’s me.”
“Geez, Duncan. You should know better!” she yelled.
“Jordan, would you mind?” he groaned. “Preferably before you rip a whole through my chest.” She was half tempted to let him have it anyway, simply as payback for sneaking up on her.
“Fine,” she said begrudgingly, extinguishing the black flames as she got up to help him off the ground.
“Thanks,” he sighed with relief as he stood up.
Just like Jordan’s black flames, a ball of white light began to glow in Duncan’s hand, finally casting some light on their surroundings.
“You look like hell, baby girl,” he told her.
“Hey as least that’s a change for me. You always look like crap.”
“You’re just jealous,” he snarked back with a smile.
“You wish,” she laughed. He was one of the last few remaining bright spots in her life, and she hadn’t seen him nearly enough lately.
“So what was with all of the secrecy before you left? Where did Dianara send you?” Duncan asked looking over to Ethan for the first time.
“Sorry, Duncan this is Ethan – Ethan, Duncan, the Bearer of Light.”
“Sebastian’s replacement?” Duncan was surprised, but Jordan didn’t answer. Instead she glared cruelly at her friend and then walked away. “Sorry. I didn’t mean…”