Page 57 of Cage Me

What is Azy still a little bit mad at Cage for basically kidnapping her? Yes.

Was she going to let that stop her from getting her own God damned happy ever after?

Not a chance in hell.

And hell's chances were looking pretty fucking slim at the moment.

Cage might be a dumbass when it came to love and feelings, but he was a master warrior. His gold dragons were already mobilized and, on their way to recruit the other Wyrs to their cause.

He would lead them gloriously into battle and she would be right there by his side.

She'd laid out the basics of her idea to Cage and Gris. She was no strategist, but she had taken science in school, and had gotten an A plus on her volcano project.

This plan took the volcano and flipped it on its head and inside out. Figuratively speaking.

They would need the power of all four elements to make it work.

Jakob and Ky were still in Africa and were gathering the troops at the oasis. Cage and his gold flyers were shuttling as many greens and reds to the continent as they could. All, except Gris. Cage had sent him on a special assignment to infiltrate Geshtianna's coven. They did not need any outside forces helping Kur-Jara escape.

She and Cage were jetting their way down from Poland. They’d gone to find Match and to see if Ninsy had gone there instead of The Lindens.

Match’s home was intact, but deserted. No one had heard from him, Ninsy, or Fallyn. Cage assured her that Ninsy would protect Fallyn and that after the battle they would all find her.

She had to accept that for now.

Azy was actually starting to feel comfortable in the air. As long as Cage was the one whose leg she could hug like a tree trunk. It helps that he flew low over the water.

“Ready, love?”

The ocean called to her like a long lost friend. “As I will ever be.”

“Okay then. I'll see you back at the oasis, hopefully with the black dragon's head on a stick.” He released her, and she dove into the water. She didn't even have to think about her shift, her tail happily appeared.

She swam like a mad woman toward the caves along the coast where she and the Mami Wata lived. Two blue dragons swooped up beside her and she rode in the wake between them, going faster than she would be able to on her own. When they approached the underwater caves, the dragons broke off and were greeted by two of her sister mermaids. Both of them wore blue soul shards.

Azynsa touched the shard on her own neck. She doubted these two would be the last to become mates to dragons. That was probably going to piss a lot of mermen off.

It was time they got over themselves, anyway.

A circle of Mami Wata had formed just outside the entrance to their caves. Several, who she counted as friends greeted her with full on arm to elbow flipping her the bird.

She couldn't help but smile. She had done her fair share of telling the fish in the sea to fuck off and given them the finger when she had first come to the Mami Wata. Many did not understand her strange behavior and in the end, she had explained that it was a war cry of her father's people.

She returned there greeting with a double fisted fuck you too.

They loved it.

“Azynsa, we are so happy to see you.” A few of the mermaids hugged her. “The dragons say you have become a warrior like them.”

She guessed she had. “Yes, and I hope to turn many of you into warriors this day too.”

One particularly beautiful mermaid with a green tail swam over and flipped her off. “I don't understand how you have done it, but there are mermen here who say things like they are sorry.”

Several of her sisters nodded and one said, “What does sorry mean?”

“It means they're going to quit being such,” she wanted to call them douchecanoes, “mean men.”

“Oh.” Several girls nodded their heads, but Azy clearly saw that they did not understand. Maybe after the battle she would help them understand feminism. She sort of wished Mami Wata wore bras, so they could burn them.

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