Rainbow Comet Chapter 25

A nightmare steps out of the corner, peering at Brett, who is looking down at his guns, which seem to need reloading.

“Ah, you’re even better. You’re coming with me, big boy.”

Flynn

Boreas looks more terrifying than I’ve ever seen him, as he raises a huge boot to kick in the door.  As the kids said, it’s odd metal, highly resistant. It barely moves under his foot. “Flynn, now!”

His huge guns are lifted out of the way and I throw hellfire at the metal, but it doesn’t budge.

“It doesn’t work,” I say desperately.

Moonbow raises his hand, cuts it, and smears his blood on it. It opens, to my shock. “They have some truly weird tech on some of these planets. I’m lucky I’ve seen so much of it.”

Given what’s happening here, I doubt it’s that truly lucky. But we’re lucky to have Moonbow here, and I can’t help but feel a begrudging respect for him rising in my chest.

So this is how he earned those rainbow powers.

If so, he deserves them.

We walk into the room and see a scene from a nightmare. A partially shifted dragon is screeching, no longer shouting like a boy. A goblin stands next to him, emanating an odd kind of chaos, a huge syringe in his hand.

So they’re forcing a shift.

I don’t want to die, I hear in the kid’s mind.

You won’t, I say back. The dragon turns to me, shocked.

Stay calm, shifting isn’t fatal like they say it is, I think to him. You’re going to get through this. You’re going to live, no matter how big you get. You’re a titan, and we are fairies. With us around, you can’t die, and we are in your radius. As long as you believe in us, you are immortal. No matter how many times they shoot you or try to kill you, or do things that would kill others, you will rise. That is just how titans work.

He seems to believe me, and his body unshifts a little. Panic only hastens shifts.

“Devil!” A goblin yells. “The devil fairy ruins the ritual!”

“Don’t talk to my man that way!” Boreas roars, unleashing the guns of Ein-gonda kill you on him, blowing him full of holes that are instantly filled with glowing blue fluids. He only has a second to look at himself and scream in pain before he explodes.

The dragon winces where he’s chained to the ground, but he is safe.

“Flynn is right,” Boreas yells to the dragon. “You will be safe, son, as long as you don’t believe them that you can die. They trick dragons into despair, so they can eat them when they are unconscious. So just hold on, we will get you out.”

The dragon thrashes at his chains, growing bigger again, panicking.

“I command you to be calm now!” Moonbow says, making a gesture with both hands in front of him like he is praying. “Dragon, we are here with you. Be not afraid. We are with the king of kings. There is no better friend to a dragon.”

Will you hurt me, though? I hear him.

Never, I say back.

Because I’m gay?

My heart breaks. I am gay, and Boreas with the guns is a gay fairy dragon. We are here with Moonbow, another gay fae. We are here to defend your rights and save your friends. They are all worried.

He lets out a relieved sigh and starts unshifting, as the other goblins close in.

But Boreas turns and unleashes his guns on them, spraying the entire room with death and carnage, as Moonbow deflects all of their attacks.

I have to say, we make a pretty good team.

Flawless even, as the bad guys start steaming, exploding and disappearing, and don’t even appear to be taking any damage.

A real gay? The dragon asks. Not the ones they send to trick us?

I had him this morning, before breakfast, I retort.

The dragon grimaces. Ew, I don’t want to know that.

I would die for him, I say.

That seems to be enough for him. He shifts back into human, just as the last of the goblins die.

A nightmare steps out of the corner, peering at Brett, who is looking down at his guns, which seem to need reloading.

“Ah, you’re even better. You’re coming with me, big boy.”

Before I can even run forward, in a flash of light, Brett is gone.

A giant portal is fading, too fast for us to jump into it. I let out a scream of rage, but Moonbow steps forward, grabbing me in his arms. “That signature, I can follow it. And Brett is strong and still has many of his weapons, don’t despair.”

But my soul feels torn in half without him.

The dragon stands, brushing himself off. A handsome young man with dark hair who looks none the worse for wear.

As he looks at us, still in shock, the kids rush into the room, clearly not having listened to us about staying back.

“Radeos!” One of them shouts, jumping into his arms gratefully.

The other kids cheer as the two of them kiss. Though the younger ones boo and throw things, as is expected of kids when romance is around.

“You all will be safe now, but call me if you need me. The bonds will still be strong and live,” Moonbow says. “We need to go get Boreas.”

“Now!” I yell, as Moonbow makes a portal.

“Trust me, he will be fine,” Moonbow says. “I have seen it. All is still right with fate.”

But with my love on the line, the only man who means everything to me out of sight where I can’t reach him, I can never be too sure.

We’re coming, Boreas.