All Chapters of Warrior of the Way: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Buttercup froze, the sight of her rapist from eight years ago, sending her into a panic that threatened to be her undoing. Alana swam for the stairs, her body transforming back into her human guise as she reached the steps and trudged her way out of the pool, screaming her outrage at the deception. Buttercup couldn't move. Renny screamed at her, begging her to turn around, to run, use her magic, something. Buttercup stood frozen in the face of her past, knowing that no one would protect her from his abuse this time."Buttercup, move! Now!" Renny bounced up and down, screamed, waved her hands back and forth. "Buttercup, don't make me watch them kill you. Do something, damn it!"But Buttercup couldn't shake the paralysis brought on by the appearance of Fat Boy. She just stood and watched him approach, the dirk raised, ready to strike. She heard Alana leave the pool, heard the water splashing along the tile floor, but still she couldn't move. Her power left her as her fear gripped her."I

Turning to the witches with Rhychard he screamed and thrust his arm out towards the young girl beside Kree, gripping her by the neck with his power and lifting her off the ground. Kree was fighting off two gargoyles and Rhychard was too far away. Neither could go to the girl's aid."Stop this nonsense," Bertram roared at the girl in his grips."Wanda!" Tansy gestured at the elderly woman and both reached out with their power, not at Bertram directly, but at objects lying around. They hurled everything they could find at Bertram's body, hitting him in the chest, arms, and back. He yelled and shoved the young girl backwards, sending her into the fence surrounding the playground. A loud crack filled the air as her body slumped to the ground. Both witches continued to hurl things at Bertram. He threw his hands up, creating a barrier around him, blocking their assault.Rhychard dispatched the dark elf he fought and moved on to another. The residents from the Bottoms fought dark elves, shove

Rhychard stood in the ruins of Harvest Fellowship, memories of the madness that took place here over a month ago still very vivid in his mind. He clutched the ring, savoring the feel of it in his hand, the strength he always pulled from it. Last night, once he arrived back home and after a long, scalding shower, he managed to talk to Tryna and ask how they could send Renny on to her next journey. Renny, of course, argued against it, but in the end, Rhychard's stubbornness won out. It also helped that the ellyll was on his side. "It's not fair of me to keep you here," he told her. "There is something greater waiting for you. You've done what you needed to do here. You deserve to move on, to gain real rest and peace.""We don't even know what moving on means," she argued. "It could be terrible, you know."He smiled at her. "Tryna swears it's not and I trust her. The Guardian wouldn't send his precious creation somewhere bad. Something special awaits you and I won't be the reason you rema

Once she was behind the wheel of her Skyliner, which she parked in the alley behind the butcher shop, she headed for her apartment on Oak Drive. She wasn't sure how much the elf knew about her, but she hoped Harry could keep him busy long enough so that she could grab some things out of her place to take with her. It was time to move. Again. She hated that, too. Brighton Cove had become a home to her in a quest to never settle down, never get involved with a community. However, after only two months, she already wanted to settle down, surrendering her centuries-long mantra of always being on the move.She pulled into her driveway, shoved the car into park as she opened the door, already stepping out of the vehicle before even turning off the engine. She didn't need much, a few clothes, some of her keepsakes she collected over the centuries, reminders of when she had grown too close to people. It was never a good thing, allowing herself to fall in love with people. It never ended well.

Rhychard turned his gaze to Mark Rochester, the only cop who fought alongside them during the battle at the Bottoms, his partner already slain by Bertram Leary. The officer had witnessed things he never knew existed, fought creatures he thought lived only in fantasy books, and when it was all said and done, he stood beside them and kept their secret. He was there today to honor the young witch who tried to protect him, just as they were all there yesterday to honor his fallen partner. Beside Officer Rochester stood Jordan Thomas, longtime resident of Feather Lakes as well as recent champion of the community's residents. Rhychard tried his best to keep others out of the battle against the Unseelie, but in the end, it had been the entire community coming together, risking their lives, who had defeated the Learys and the dark elves of the Void. He remembered what Kree had told him at the end of the battle. :It takes a village, Warrior, to protect a village.: The residents of Feather Lakes