"What the hell is going on?" Myro shouted, his eyes wide as he stared at me. Fey, however, was grinning as I stood there, holding out my hands to them as if they would be able to explain what was going on.
"You think I know?" I mean, I knew what was going on. I was fucking superman. But how the hell did he learn to control it? Because I was pretty sure that I was about to explode. About to turn this ridiculous golden spaceship into ribbons of metal before we even came in for the smooth landing that the ship, which was clearly on auto pilot, was nearly making.
I could see the other Coxians in the bay, servants of every shape and color shuffling around as they prepared for Fey's father’s return.
He was clearly a force to be reckoned with, the ruler of this planet. Looking at him now, right cowering in the middle of the bridge, I nearly laughed.
Chicken.
"You have brought a demon to our planet, that's what you have done." He finally whispered, his voice shaking as he looked from the still sparking power in my hands to the boys. "You have brought a killer among us. She will kill us all. You have doomed our race."
"Oh, get a grip," I snapped, waving my hand to the side in irritation the same as I had a million times before. Except this time a ball of fire and lightning shot from my fingers, zoomed across the room, and slammed into the opposite wall. Gold metal splintered and flew everywhere.
Fey's father screamed, Myro let out a small gasp, and Fey said something in Coxian that sounded too eager, considering I had shot a hole in the side of the bridge.
"Holy fuck!" I clenched my hands as I stared at the hole, realizing that I really needed to get this under control. I really wish I had listened to the histories of superman, there might have been some kind of a hint there.
Instead, I did the only thing I knew; I breathed. Inhale, exhale, same as I had when I was running from TerraLink so long ago. It seemed to work. My hands were still on fucking fire, but my veins didn't feel like they were powered by electricity. I ached to send that power into the man who had threatened my happiness, threatened to kill the two men I’d grown to love, but I had promised Fey that right. Slowly, I tried to reel the power back into me. It came into my chest, reluctantly and slowly, where it then sat, thrumming angrily.
Close enough for now.
"Just kill me! Kill me, then I can't be held responsible!" Grymm didn’t sound regal. Definitely not like someone who had ruled a powerful planet for hundreds of years.
"Seriously? Knock it off!" I screamed at the old man, putting my hands on my hips without thinking, thankfully my own fire didn't seem to burn me. "I'm not going to kill you. These two, though... you are so dead." I wasn't going to add that it was all contingent on if I was able to control this power or not.
If Fey didn’t do something soon, I might have to make myself a liar. I exhaled the same as I had before, attempting to push the power, or fire or whatever, back under my skin where it hopefully wouldn't accidentally kill anyone.
"Tell us what you know about humans," Myro said gruffly, then strode forward into the destroyed room, slamming Grymm into the blood-splattered Captain’s chair. I hadn’t taken the time to count the remaining men in the room, but a few reacted to their ruler being treated so disrespectfully, taking small steps forward or raising their weapons.
Three. There were three left, and I growled menacingly enough to confirm their fear of the human that their Captain was speaking of. All three of the men looked at me with so much fear that I again had to contain my laughter. If they only knew how weak and non-threatening I’d been only moments ago. Sure, I could handle myself, and I’d taken down plenty of their brothers on this ship with a knife, but compared to Fey—or even Myro—I’d been a minor threat. Now? Now I felt as though I could destroy this entire ship with a glance.
Returning my attention to the main attraction, I saw Grymm glaring at Myro. He didn’t move, but another soft wave of that anger-inducing power went through the room. Though I could easily ignore it, I watched Myro’s eyes grow red.
Bastard. I wanted to know what was happening to me, but I wasn't going to allow him to control my Myro. Without thinking, I lifted my hand and flexed my fingers, sending another line of energy to him.
"Shit!" I shouted as the power left me, realizing that I hadn’t exactly thought that one through. The light slid through the air, slamming into the headrest next to Fey’s father, turning the thing into smoke. "Double shit!"
Myro jumped at the tiny explosion, but managed to keep his grip on Grymm. Fey's father wasn’t as composed. He screamed again, jerking in his seat as he sobbed. "Okay! Okay! Human women are dangerous. They will kill us all—"
"Move it along, Father, we have already heard this part," Fey was now in the middle of the bridge, standing straight and strong, despite his mangled body. He aimed his gun as his father's head, but the old Coxian was still staring at my hands.
"The first human female that was brought here, she came after she was scorned by a man on Earth. She killed hundreds, and then took one of us to her bed..."
"And she was your mother, wasn't she?" I asked, sure I had already pieced that much together. He nodded as the ship touched down,
