Posts from the ‘The Doorkeepers (Supernatural)’ category
As though the vapor creeping underneath the door was sentient, it suddenly expanded and began rolling through the room. Jagathy, Marko, Andrea and Janet succeeded in waking four of the warriors and getting them to their feet, before it rolled over them. Jagathy urged the…
Ethan smiled invitingly at Andrea. She took another step back. Perhaps it was a trick of the dim light, but something unpleasant appeared to be lurking behind his expression. It was less a smile than baring his teeth. Andrea realized that her nerves were still…
Opening the hatch in the floor unfurled a ladder. They clambered down and the warriors hurriedly led them down a dark, narrow hallway below ground. The bleached stone walls reminded Janet of a medieval dungeon. She felt the chill in the air and wondered where…
The trio was allowed to sleep until late the next day. They showered, changed, and emerged from their rooms to find a Doorkeeper attendant waiting outside their rooms. She escorted them to the chapel, ignoring their questions about why they had been summoned there. The…
“What do we do,” asked Janet. “I know what I would do, but that’s not feasible with you two. We’d better get going. If we keep moving, then there’s less of a chance that the others will catch up with us. It’s harder to nail…
Marko’s essence flowed back into to his body, concealed on the roof a nearby building. Projecting his spirit into the gypsy encampment with enough solid looking detail to convince them that he had actually walked into their midst had required intense concentration and the expenditure…
Marko noticed some of Janet’s blood on his shirt and crossed to the bathroom to wash out his shirt. He stoppered the sink’s drain and turned on the faucets. Over the sound of running water, he heard Janet talking. “Oh look Andrea. Esmerelda’s strange little…
Andrea stared blankly at Marko, stifling a yawn. Seeing the fear in his eyes brought her fully awake with a jolt. A second scream reverberated inside his head, drowning out Andrea’s words. His left hand suddenly felt as though it was on fire. They had…
Dorian moved Ethan onto his back, forcing himself not to look at the blood trailing from his injured head. His friend didn’t look good. Ethan was ghostly pale and didn’t appear to be breathing. Dorian nervously checked Ethan’s neck for a pulse. He had to…
Andrea found the nearest hotel and they checked into a room with two beds. It was Marko’s idea that they should stay together for protection. Andrea eyed him doubtfully. The strain of his health scare had taken a lot out of him. He looked much too…