33. Caspian

B efore Medusa and Dionysus, I’d been the oldest member of our pack. That came with certain responsibilities, but I enjoyed cutting up and throwing down, too. I just usually did it far away from the towns I owned. Everything was on the up and up with both of them, but I didn’t need attention on the human town anymore than I needed it on the supernatural one. There were good people living in both.

But this? This wasn’t a random bar fight. This was justice and revenge. My job was to protect Pax, but I could beat down some angels to do that. We appeared on the lawn of an enormous house. Thankfully, we had some angels on our side and they were pissed. Michael threw a ball of light at the house and blasted a hole in it. I wasn’t sure whose Jaguar that was parked out front, but Gabriel incinerated it for good measure.

The angels came spilling out, and that’s when I knew we were fucked. Cassandra told us they were up to something, but since they hadn’t made a decision, she couldn’t see it. They made that decision and made it a reality pretty quickly with their angel powers, which I still wasn’t one hundred percent sure about.

We weren’t fighting off a bunch of angels while Benji stole the two historically accurate spears and got them to Hephaestus. There wasn’t a single angel holding a spear. They all had a knife. Jeqon was smart. He had no way of knowing we knew about the Spear of Longinus, but if you had four spears and didn’t know which one worked, you had to be smart. Because your enemy would try to get their hands on those spears before you figured it out.

Fuck me. I could almost appreciate the genius if all the people I cared about weren’t now at risk. They’d smelted the spears down and made knives with them. None of the tips we’d gotten were going to work now. Thankfully, every single angel paused when they realized Yahweh had personally showed up to this fight. They might not have met him before, but they could sense him. It was enough of a pause for Dionysus to get a text from Cassandra.

“Fuck. Since they didn’t know which spear was the right one, they melted them all down and made knives out of all four spears combined. All the knives can kill a god.”

I could almost appreciate the next level genius of that plan if it wasn’t putting my mates and several of my new friends at risk. If the Spear of Longinus could kill a demigod, I didn’t want to think about what it would do to any of us.

Our plans to get the spears away wouldn’t work. Pax’s plan could still work, but it might not. Jeqon was standing in the back with all the angels between him and us. Yeah, he might be pretty smart at strategy with the knives, but he was a coward. He was going to let most of his angels die to soften us up before he joined the fight, if he even did.

“Angels, attack!” he yelled.

“Or don’t and live,” Yahweh boomed. “This is foolish and you still have time to do the right thing.”

Yeah, I already knew where this was going to go when they turned to check with Jeqon. Their father had been gone a long time, and they’d never known him when he was around. Jeqon stepped up to that role. I could tell that now. They either followed him blindly and he could do no wrong or they followed him because they were scared of him.

We weren’t going to be able to talk them into changing sides. It didn’t matter what anyone had to say. This was going to come down to a fight.

“We don’t answer to you anymore,” Jeqon sneered. “Angels, finish this!”

I wore clothes I didn’t care about shredding because I knew I’d probably have to shift fast. So did Benji. Well, Benji borrowed sweats from Dionysus because he liked all of his clothes, paid way too much money for them, and didn’t want to ruin them. RIP Dionysus’s designer sweats.

I shifted, too, and placed myself between Pax and Medusa and the angels. Dionysus stood by my side, even with those knives in play.

We were doing this. We were outnumbered by angels who were all carrying weapons capable of killing a god. We didn’t even know enough about the original Spear of Longinus. Could you die from a scratch or did you need to be stabbed in just the right place?

I didn’t know enough about that weapon, but I braced myself because this fight was starting.