Rainbow Comet Chapter 27

The man who just opened my boyfriend’s belt, and sealed his own doom, turns to face me.

Flynn

They’re endless, this army. They’re like shadows, and no matter how many Moonbow and I blast through, they seem to keep coming in waves.

Gods, what I’d do to be done with this, to find Boreas.

Will that monster really eat him? Or will he do other, more lascivious things? Nightmares are known for raping, destroying, consuming, and one of them has my Brett.

It drives the fire in me, and I unleash more of it, letting it wash over the most recent wave. I swear, in the darkness, I can see only one more wave coming.

“Flynn, watch out!” Moonbow shouts, jumping in front of me while I’m recovering from hellfire and catching a shadow shot and repelling it backwards with his wand.

He’s very good at reflecting.

“Thank you,” I say. He’s had my back this whole fight, and even though we’re both exhausted, I’ve never seen him falter.

Like me, he just seems so worried for Brett that he’d fight to the death to find him.

I think I like this fae after all. If we survive this, and find Brett unharmed and in one piece, I’m going to have to thank him, and apologize for thinking the worst of him at first.

And being jealous.

Because if he wasn’t here, I don’t know how I would reach Boreas.

Though I know I would. My heart would insist I level up until I found him, and I know the fates would help.

That has to be true.

“You got one more wave of hellfire? This is the last group,” Moonbow says, putting up his wand in front of me to block another attack.

I summon it in both palms, huge flames, burning red in the center and black around the edges. “I’ve got it, now move!”

Just as he does I send the fire out in waves over the dark ground, lighting up the shadows.

The creatures die in the flames, screaming into the fathomless dark.

And then the night is quiet.

“Look there,” Moonbow says. “A doorway.”

We run past all of the charred, smoking bodies and come to a door. I try to pull it open but it won’t budge.

Then I hear a voice in my mind.

Flynn, I hear in Boreas’s beloved voice. Hurry the fuck up. Where are you?

I’m almost there, I think, I call back. But I hear nothing.

He must have been in high emotion, to be able to send me the call.

“Brett, are you in there!”

I hear a muffled yell.

“Brett!” Moonbow says, trying to kick the door in.

“Fuck this,” I say, building hellfire to burn down the door. I send a huge flame ball at it as we jump back. It burns the door out of the way and we step into the room, and finally see my beloved boyfriend.

Looking like he’s about to be raped.

He looks up gratefully. His shirt is open, showing his chest and stomach, and the man in front of him, a fae with odd pink hair, is struggling with his belt, trying to get it open.

With a click, it releases. “Ha!” He says. “Got the damn thing.”

“You’re going to pay for undoing those buttons,” I say.

I look up at Boreas’s mouth, where he’s bruised and bleeding. “And for everything else you’ve done.”

“You’re here in time, Flynn. He did nothing,” Brett calls out to me.

“Doesn’t look like it,” I say darkly.

I want to yell at him for letting someone touch him, but this creature truly gave us a run for our money.

I’m sure he caught Brett off guard. And I’m still so proud of him for helping those children.

As usual, he forgets to watch his own back, but luckily, that’s why I’m here.

The man who just opened my boyfriend’s belt, and sealed his own doom, turns to face me, pulling a long, gnarled, chaotic pink wand made of pink wood out. It lets reek off it in pink waves.

I’ve never seen a radiant fae gone bad. I didn’t know it was possible.

It smells badly.

“I’ll fight you for him,” he says, getting into a fighting stance. “I need his fluids.”

“I don’t know what that means, but if it means you were going to suck his dick, then I’m even more mad.” I pull out my wand as well, it’s covered in flames, and my body alights in flame as well.

But I’m the one fire fae that can light on fire, all over, and not burn up.

“I’m fighting for my soul bond, prepare yourself for death,” I say, before I can even think about the importance of it. Before I can even stop myself. My eyes meet Brett’s, and his blue eyes are wide with shock, and love, as they soften slightly.

I’m going to kill this thing and do his belt up. Then I’m going to buy him one that locks even harder. I don’t like how he’s exposed.

“You can’t be serious,” the nightmare says. “A fire fae with a soul bond—“

But then a fireball from my wand hits him right in the face. “Arrrrgh, hellfire! It burns!” It spreads to his whole body and I put my wand away to watch the whole agonizing ordeal. He’s going to pay for even touching my boyfriend.

“Savage,” Moonbow says. “I approve!”

The nightmare falls to the ground on his knees and looks to the ceiling, as if he can see the sky, as my hellfire covers his whole body, consuming his face and hair. “Oh well, life always sucked anyway.”

The thought is kind of sad, but oh well, off to new stardust for you nightmare.

After hopefully a million years of hell for trying to molest the man I love.

Bad things happening to you doesn’t give you the right to hurt someone else.

“Flynn!” Boreas says, struggling against his bonds, looking grateful.

“You,” I say, wanting to yell at him for letting this happen. But then his face falls, and I look over at him, and I realize I’m just mad at myself for letting this happen.

For letting this get this close. At least he doesn’t seem to get too chaotic about it.

He just looks uncomfortable. “Um, can someone do up my clothes?”

Moonbow flushes. “I would love to, but I think Flynn should do it.”

I smile at him. Seeing how respectful he is of my relationship with Boreas makes me eager to see how I can do the same for him.

He is truly a special person, to be routinely saving kids like this.

And helping me save Brett while seeming to take no credit.

I walk forward to Brett, and jerk away his bonds. Then I help him do up his buttons, and he does up his belt.

Then he comes forward from the stone and slumps forward, hugging me. “I knew you would be in time.”

“You never doubted, huh?” I ask, dubiously.

He nods eagerly. “If you saw the tape, you’d see me telling him. I knew you would come.”

“You two are too sweet, Moonbow says. “I can never compete with this.”

“Maybe you don’t have to compete,” I say softly. “Maybe it’s okay if you care for him too, if you’re going to help me like you did today.”

Moonbow raises an eyebrow. “Really?”

Really. But I turn back to Boreas, rubbing my hand over his back and soothing him. “But we can talk about this later. I need to get back and decontaminate my man.”

“I don’t need—” Boreas starts, but then he puts a hand over his chest. “That sounds great.”

Moonbow makes us a portal to go home, and we go through it, the three of us together.

I’m just glad we are all safe.