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  Alliance of Blackbirds

  Book 3

  M.M. Gavillet

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  M.M. Gavillet

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  Alliance of Blackbirds

  Copyright © 2013 by M.M. Gavillet

  All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. No part of the book may be used or reproduced in any manner without the written permission from the author. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidences are the product of the author’s imagination, any resemblances to real events, locations, persons living or dead, are purely a coincident.

  Front, back and all interior photos taken and designed by

  M.M. Gavillet

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  To everyone who dared to dream-no matter how old they are.

  Acknowledgments

  Thank you to all of my village people and to my family who still make me laugh, cry, love and for just being the most important thing-themselves. And thanks to all who read the first two books-glad that you’re reading the third and a big thanks to the lovely Sabina. And as always to my dad who I know is still with me when I write late at night or early in the morning-you’ll forever be my muse.

  Chapter One

  The wind pulled at my hair and tiny droplets of rain stung my skin. Everyone stood in silence on the windswept hill overlooking the small village Port Blue on the island of Meropsis.

  I was finally in Atlantis with Gabe. The portal that had taken us to Eutopia now brought us back to Atlantis. Only, I had hoped for a happier return and one that found a home for the amulet.

  I tilted my head up glancing at everyone’s turned down faces. The grey skies matched our sorrow and the storms we’ve been having I can only guess match what Alicia is feeling.

  Zach’s body was dressed in a creamy white gown and covered in an array of flowers. David killed him when he changed into the beast he’d become. And with much effort in searching for him, David remains hidden. My insides burn for justice in what he had done to Zach, Alicia and the rest of the Blackbirds.

  I stared at Zach wishing him to move and get up saying this was all a joke. No one spoke unlike funerals at St. F where people would speak, sing and talk of fond memories. We simply stood there in the unison of sorrow and pain after each of us covered Zach in the flowers that bloomed vividly on Meropsis—words I don’t think could help heal the wounds we all suffered.

  “Come on Em, time to go,” Gabe said with trembled voice.

  I curled my arms around him, held him tight and released my own tears.

  “It isn’t fair, Gabe,” I protested as if that would change anything.

  He didn’t reply, only wrapped his arms around me like a protective cocoon. I could feel water drop onto my head and the sound of Gabe drawing in a raspy breath. Rain began to mingle with our salty tears.

  “No!” Alicia yelled at the top of her voice followed by the crashing sound of glass.

  “Alicia, stop!” Karinna’s calm voice could be heard from the back room.

  Soon Alicia’s whimpers and moans slowed to a stop and Karinna with dark circles under her eyes came out.

  “Can I get you anything?” Alice asked Karinna in a low whisper. Karinna smiled with a shake of her head.

  “She’s asleep. I gave her something to calm her down.” Karinna maintained composure, but I could see her lips tremble and her voice quiver with worry for Alicia, her daughter.

  “Unfortunately, I will have to report on everything that’s happened.” Abe rubbed his chin not looking at anyone in particular. Abe is the leader of the Blackbirds and mentor to Gabe. He is in charge of the Blackbirds and father to Alicia. “I hope the weather cooperates.” He looked out the window with clasped hands.

  Karinna came behind him and placed her delicate hands on his shoulder gently kissing him on top of his head. He didn’t look at her, only stared out the window as he rubbed his thumb over her white hand.

  “I’m going to go lie down…just in case Alicia needs anything.” Karinna patted Abe on the shoulders and went down the hallway.

  Rain pattered on the roof as everyone sat in an exhausted silence.

  Suddenly, the door opened and a very wet Caleb came inside brushing the water off of his leather poncho. “Rain evidently comes down in buckets here.”

  Caleb flipped back the hood as he looked at me with his neon green eyes. He was the first person I met from Eutopia. I remembered him pulling me from the shark infested waters and smiling at me as if he’d never had a worry in the world. “I’ve found tracks and Quil, with his Ranger sense of smell, has picked up on David’s sent, though it’s weak and could be another animal.”

  Gabe stood up and went to put on his boots.

  “Where are you going?” I asked.

  “Where were the tracks?” Gabe ignored me and looked at Caleb.

  “Close to where you are going to cremate Zach,” Caleb’s voice was soft.

  Rain had stopped the funeral pyre. It was customary to cremate an Alliance member rather than burying them believing even in death, their souls would still protect the vault of Meropsis that housed many magical implements of untold power.

  “I forbid you, Gabe,” Abe said in a parental tone. Gabe continued to get ready.

  “You can’t find him in this weather.” He stood beside Gabe who didn’t pay attention to him.

  Abe watched him for a moment. “And what are you going to do when you find him?”

  Gabe’s grey eyes flickered with lightning. “The same thing he did to Zach,” his voice rung with vengeance.

  “Gabe, please,” Abe placed his hand on his shoulder. “You can’t find him, not in this weather.”

  Gabe adjusted his rain poncho he took from Caleb and looked Abe in the eyes. “Where’s Quil at?” He turned to Caleb.

  “Just outside…the rain doesn’t seem to bother him, rolls right off his fur.” Caleb uncomfortably shifted his eyes from Gabe to Abe. “Look, really, the weather is atrocious out there Gabe. You’ll be fighting it more that trying to find David.”

  Gabe didn’t listen to Caleb and started to open the door when Abe slammed it shut with his hand.

  “I know Zach was like a brother to you, but he was like a son to me.” Abe stood close to Gabe who avoided any eye contact. “I can’t lose another son!”

  Gabe turned to him with his grey eyes. “He deserves justice and David deserves to die.”

  The door opened to the storm that tortured the island of Meropsis. Abe stood in defeat watching Gabe go out the door.

  I got up to go put my shoes on. I wasn’t going to let Gabe go by himself.

  “No, you’re not going,” Abe said pulling another poncho down from the closet by the door. “I’ll go with him.”

  I stood with one shoe on as Abe looked at me and smiled. “You need to stay here…for Alicia.” He motioned towards the hallway.

  I nodded my head and swallowed hard trying to contain my tears. Abe’s eyes softened and gently patted me on the shoulder.

  “She needs all the support right now,” Abe said opening the door into a whirlwind of rain.

  He left and I looked at my feet, one with a shoe and one without. That’s how I felt my whole life in St. F—almost reaching something and letting it die only halfway finished. I could never cross the finish line to happiness and everything from paying the bills to work and school was a struggle for me. I wasn’t going to let Gabe search for David without me. I started to put on my
other shoe when Karinna called my name.

  “She wants you, Emily. Alicia is asking for you.” Her eyes were two different shades. One blue and the other green and both looked like they were colors derived from Atlantis itself that could be found nowhere else. She could easily persuade anyone with a glance.

  I looked at my shoed feet and then at Karinna who patiently waited. I drew in a deep breath, removed my hand from the doorknob and followed Karinna into the bedroom.

  Alicia was still, almost like she was a corpse herself lying on her bed. She had her back to me and faced the wall. I quietly walked in as Karinna started to shut the door. I glanced back and her eyes met mine.

  “She asked to speak to you in private.” Karinna’s voice was soft tinged with hurt around the edges.

  The door went shut and I looked at Alicia in the blue-black light that rippled with the pouring rain.

  “I can even see your aura reflect off the wall R-girl,” Alicia all red-eyed and nose swollen, turned around and sat up. “It’s amazing. You’ve gained power and strength.”

  “Thanks,” I said after a few moments of confused silence. “I mean…I’m sorry…” Alicia got up shaking her head.

  “Don’t waste being sorry. It doesn’t get you anywhere.” Her mouth slightly turned upward into what looked like a small smile. “I asked you in here alone so you could help me—or, I mean ask for your help.”

  “Yeah, I’ll help you Alicia, you don’t have to ask.” She only deepened her smile.

  “I need to get to the vaults of Port Blue.” She gazed down at me. “And you can help me do that.”

  I shifted my weight side to side and then glanced at the window just as lightening flashed with the rumble of thunder causing them to vibrate. “Why—why do you need to go in there?” I asked not sure of what Alicia was up to.

  “There’s a pool in there…one you know as the “fountain of youth.”” Alicia’s eyes searched mine. “It can produce miracles, Emily do you understand what I’m saying here because I’m not a girl of many words.”

  “The fountain of youth is a fable, fantasy…” Alicia tilted her head to the side and widened her eyes. That’s what I thought at one time—mythical things are just that—myth, until the amulet found me. “It’s only a fable on Earth.”

  “No, it was on Earth at one time, but humans used it unwisely. You don’t just cannonball into the fountain of youth and expect a miracle instantly.” Alicia’s sarcastic humor was returning. “I can bring Zach back.” Her eyes gazed steadily at me.

  “Alicia,” I started to say when she turned and grabbed a small dagger that sat on the tall dresser beside the window.

  “We have to hurry because they’ll cremate him tomorrow. We’ll have to walk and hurry because if I don’t move now I’ll never have a chance.” Alicia repressed her tears trying to stay composed as she grabbed another poncho and handed it to me.

  “What do you say because I’m doing this with or without you?”

  I looked at her determined eyes. “Alicia…I don’t think it’s a good idea. Zach…”

  “Wouldn’t you do it for Gabe?” She stood in front of me. “If you knew there was a chance to get him back, wouldn’t you take it?”

  I looked away and then back at Alicia. I knew I would. I hesitantly took the poncho from Alicia’s hand.

  “The rain is actually a good thing, not so many out around town. Let’s go.”

  The rain came down in sheets making tiny rivers over the gravel road that led towards the twisted looking buildings of Port Blue. From a distance they looked white, but as we neared them I could see blue hues that looked like someone threw blue water in random spots until the structures were marbled.

  I skidded down the steep incline of the mud slicked hill. Alicia practically flew ahead of me and I struggled to keep up. Thunder rumbled overhead as I looked up at the grey clouds dropping silver droplets of rain. They hit against my hood and face running down my neck to my shirt underneath. I shivered making my way to the bottom of the hill.

  Alicia waited urging me with her eyes. I barely caught my balance and she was off following the clay road embedded with crushed shells. I ran up to her rubbing my shoulders against her.

  “Where are the vaults at?” I asked.

  “Not far, just around the corner.” She didn’t look at me only looked forward.

  The road led us into the maze of buildings. The roads curved and turned labyrinth like among the connected buildings of various heights. Arched windows were carved out of the coral like structures and enclosed with brightly colored stained glass. Most of the windows were solid pastel colors, but some had pictures of colorful fish, seahorses, dolphins and mermaids. Some of the buildings were square while others curved and spired upward pointing at the grey sky.

  There was no one around. Large awnings were folded down covering the fronts of businesses. Even though the streets of Port Blue were deserted, I still felt that eyes were watching us.

  Alicia pushed her way around the street until the maze led us to the center of town to a large building with a bell tower at the top. Curved steps graced the front of the structure.

  Alicia ran up them until we were under the roof covering the entrance. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a round, thin, sapphire colored stone. She held it in her palm letting the brilliant color bleed into her pale skin. She held it up to a conch shell that was half mortared into the wall beside the door.

  “I take it this is the vault,” I said only assuming since Alicia wasn’t saying much.

  “Shh,” she whispered carefully positioning the stone to the opening of the shell.

  Suddenly, a hollow sound, like someone blowing across the top of an empty glass bottle, came from the shell followed by thin, curling, black tentacles. It reached for the stone and gently caressed it before receding back into the pink tinged shell.

  With a click from the double, solid glass doors that were the same blue as Alicia’s stone, we went inside and out of the blowing rain.

  It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the dim light. I pushed back my soaked hood and gazed up at the many glass shards of various shades of blue that levitated just over our heads. It was beautiful and dangerous looking at the same time.

  “What is that,” I turned to Alicia, “and what was that…thing in the shell?”

  “The door guardian and over our heads,” she tilted her eyes upward. “Those attack anyone who enters without validation.”

  “You have validation to be here?” I kept my eyes on the glinting sharp glass.

  Alicia quickly smiled. “No, not yet I’m too young, but my father does.” She held up the blue stone and smiled. “Come on the vaults are this way.” Her voice echoed off the opal colored walls that were fragmented with pinks, pale oranges and lavenders.

  There was no furniture, no people, nothing but colored light flowing through the windows high above. The hallway curved nearly concealing a room filled with shelves, boxes and crates. Everything looked organized.

  Alicia spun in a circle quickly looking at each of the shelves that had squiggled marking burned into the ends of the wood shelves. She mumbled to herself and pointed her finger to each one.

  “There, this one. Come one.” Her dark eyes flashed to me.

  “Why isn’t there someone here? I mean we walked right in.”

  “That’s what the guard is for and if someone enters without validation, then they will be served glass justice and be diced into small pieces.” Alicia stopped midway through the tall aisle and glanced at the crates overhead. “As much as I would like to play tour guide, I can’t. We have a lot to do.”

  Alicia was tall, nearly a head taller than me and had no problem reaching the shelves.

  “There, there it is. They really do a good job categorizing everything.” Alicia pulled down a small crate that looked like it could hold a basketball, but was perfectly square.

  “That’s it?” I asked.

  “What did you expect?”


  I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know, maybe something bigger…”

  “Well, be glad it isn’t because we have to take this back with us and we’ll have to hurry.” Alicia snugged the box under her arm and went back down to the hallway.

  “Now comes the hard part.” Alicia stopped at the door. “Nothing is supposed to leave the vault without proper validation.”

  “Alicia, what do you mean? We’re stealing?” I looked at the crate she held securely.

  “Borrowing or creative acquiring as Claire calls it. What do you think; this isn’t a library where you can just check things out.” Alicia shrugged her shoulders not bothered. “I’m going to open the door. Go outside and I’ll throw it to you as you make a run for it. I’ll follow from behind.”

  “What…” I started to say when Alicia pushed the door open and shoved me out.

  “Run R-girl!”

  The crate twirled in the air and amazingly I caught it. Alicia yelled to run as she flew down the stairs. I turned to run when suddenly Alicia screamed. I stopped to see whatever was living in the conch shell had twirled its long tentacle around Alicia’s ankle. With outstretched hands she clawed at the ground trying to slow herself as the thing reeled her back towards the open door. The sound of clanking glass echoed from inside the building. Immediately, I dropped the crate running towards her.

  Alicia managed to pull her dagger from her belt and before she could sever the black appendage, several more tentacles curled around her body nearly covering her.

  She let out a scream and looked wildly at me as I picked up her dagger and begun to cut her loose. I didn’t know where to start. The fibrous tentacles were tough and different sizes making a mesh around Alicia.

  Frantically, I sliced at them only to have the ones I did, replaced. My hands shook and were covered in black slime that burned my skin.

  Alicia squirmed and now was nearly mummified by the black vines as I continued to cut and finally freed her hand when the first glass shard whizzed past me slicing my shoulder. Her legs were nearly inside the building when a flash exploded in front of me.