the phone.
“There is no communications on this side of the barrier fella,” Benton spoke then, drawing back his hand to throw the fireball. “You have about two seconds to drop your weapon or I will be forced to take you by force.”
As Benton raised his hand further, Hank also aimed down the sights of the gun. Their eyes met over the sight as a quiet few seconds passes with each of them staring down the other. Each was determined to follow through with their threats while simultaneously hoping to find a reason… any reason to call a halt to the madness that confronted them.
***
Hank was squeezing the trigger while Benton was beginning his throw when it happened.
A blinding ball of light suddenly appeared before them, an explosive force simultaneously emanating out of the ball, blowing all of them off their feet and onto the ground.
When next they looked up, there was a beautiful, golden-haired woman before them.
“You?” Hank asked as he saw the woman. “I saw you in my dream!”
Smiling at him momentarily, she then turned toward Benton.
“Benton, I am surprised at you.”
Her voice was like music as it left her lips.
“I told Hank that he should talk to you, and you threaten him instead? I would have hoped that one of you would have recognized the offspring of Tamaki Kyan?”
Hank’s breath caught in his throat. My grandfather? he whispered unbelievingly.
One of the men approached the woman; the tall and muscular one that had the look of being a Native American with long, dark dreadlocks. Hank seemed to remember Benton calling him Nautilus.
“Benton was not around then, but I knew Tamaki Kyan. This man looks nothing like him Dulci,” he replied as he eyed Hank through wary eyes.
“Do you then not recognize the staff, Nautilus?” The woman replied melodiously toward the warrior with a deep tan, sparkling steel colored eyes and long brown dreadlocks.
The man’s eyes grew wide as he turned and stared at Hank’s staff.
“Damn,” he whispered, “It does appear to resemble it.”
“Hello?” Hank sputtered out then. “Would somebody like to tell me what the hell is going on here? And what’s all of this got to do with my grandfather?”
Glancing at Hank momentarily, the woman graced him with a smile…a beautiful, alluring smile. His heart leaped into his throat as she turned to address the other men.
“I will take responsibility for him for awhile gentlemen; there is much he needs to hear.”
“Are you sure…Dulci?” Benton questioned the oracle. “He was ready to shoot me a minute ago.”
“And you had a ball of flame aimed at him ,” The woman replied evenly.
“Touché,” Benton replied with a smile. “We’ll leave you then, but we’ll be just over the hill if you need us.”
The woman smiled again, looking once more at Hank as she did. “I’m sure that we will be fine Benton. But thank you for your gracious offer.”
Bowing deferentially toward the woman, the three men turned and headed back the way that they had come.
Approaching Hank, she stopped in front of him and looked down at Luci. “And who might this beautiful animal be?”
“That’s Luci,” Hank stuttered, suddenly finding himself lacking any self-assurance in the glow of the woman.
“And w-w-who are you?”
Her smile growing, she placed a hand on his cheek, instantly calming him.
“I am called Dulcina, but everyone just calls me Dulci. I knew your grandfather when he was here, a long time ago.”
Seeming unsure of herself for just a moment, she nodded faintly before continuing.
“He was my lover.”
Chapter 15
“Excuse me?” Hank asked incredulously. “My Grandfather was a happily married man! And what was he doing here anyway?”
Dulci’s smile dimmed only slightly. “You have many questions, and I did not mean to upset you. Would you allow me the pleasure of bringing you to my home, where we could be more comfortable as I reveal the things
“There is no communications on this side of the barrier fella,” Benton spoke then, drawing back his hand to throw the fireball. “You have about two seconds to drop your weapon or I will be forced to take you by force.”
As Benton raised his hand further, Hank also aimed down the sights of the gun. Their eyes met over the sight as a quiet few seconds passes with each of them staring down the other. Each was determined to follow through with their threats while simultaneously hoping to find a reason… any reason to call a halt to the madness that confronted them.
***
Hank was squeezing the trigger while Benton was beginning his throw when it happened.
A blinding ball of light suddenly appeared before them, an explosive force simultaneously emanating out of the ball, blowing all of them off their feet and onto the ground.
When next they looked up, there was a beautiful, golden-haired woman before them.
“You?” Hank asked as he saw the woman. “I saw you in my dream!”
Smiling at him momentarily, she then turned toward Benton.
“Benton, I am surprised at you.”
Her voice was like music as it left her lips.
“I told Hank that he should talk to you, and you threaten him instead? I would have hoped that one of you would have recognized the offspring of Tamaki Kyan?”
Hank’s breath caught in his throat. My grandfather? he whispered unbelievingly.
One of the men approached the woman; the tall and muscular one that had the look of being a Native American with long, dark dreadlocks. Hank seemed to remember Benton calling him Nautilus.
“Benton was not around then, but I knew Tamaki Kyan. This man looks nothing like him Dulci,” he replied as he eyed Hank through wary eyes.
“Do you then not recognize the staff, Nautilus?” The woman replied melodiously toward the warrior with a deep tan, sparkling steel colored eyes and long brown dreadlocks.
The man’s eyes grew wide as he turned and stared at Hank’s staff.
“Damn,” he whispered, “It does appear to resemble it.”
“Hello?” Hank sputtered out then. “Would somebody like to tell me what the hell is going on here? And what’s all of this got to do with my grandfather?”
Glancing at Hank momentarily, the woman graced him with a smile…a beautiful, alluring smile. His heart leaped into his throat as she turned to address the other men.
“I will take responsibility for him for awhile gentlemen; there is much he needs to hear.”
“Are you sure…Dulci?” Benton questioned the oracle. “He was ready to shoot me a minute ago.”
“And you had a ball of flame aimed at him ,” The woman replied evenly.
“Touché,” Benton replied with a smile. “We’ll leave you then, but we’ll be just over the hill if you need us.”
The woman smiled again, looking once more at Hank as she did. “I’m sure that we will be fine Benton. But thank you for your gracious offer.”
Bowing deferentially toward the woman, the three men turned and headed back the way that they had come.
Approaching Hank, she stopped in front of him and looked down at Luci. “And who might this beautiful animal be?”
“That’s Luci,” Hank stuttered, suddenly finding himself lacking any self-assurance in the glow of the woman.
“And w-w-who are you?”
Her smile growing, she placed a hand on his cheek, instantly calming him.
“I am called Dulcina, but everyone just calls me Dulci. I knew your grandfather when he was here, a long time ago.”
Seeming unsure of herself for just a moment, she nodded faintly before continuing.
“He was my lover.”
Chapter 15
“Excuse me?” Hank asked incredulously. “My Grandfather was a happily married man! And what was he doing here anyway?”
Dulci’s smile dimmed only slightly. “You have many questions, and I did not mean to upset you. Would you allow me the pleasure of bringing you to my home, where we could be more comfortable as I reveal the things
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