Over and over she makes them.
A diamond with a plus sign below it.
An asterisk with a plus sign below it.
And a question mark with a plus sign below it.
Then it hits me: these are the symbols for Pallas, Juno, and Ceres, asteroids used in astrology. Asteroids like Vesta and Chiron. Meaning. . .minor godslike Vesta and Chiron.
I have found the missing minor gods.
Or rather, I have stumbled upon them somehow.
That petty cuntcushion has trapped them in her power stones.
“Hold on, guys! I’m going to get help!”
I hope they can at least read lips and understand I’ll be back. I’m going to get Caed and Khal, and then we’re going to bust these five from their rocky prison.
CHAPTER 9
ZAHRA
For a second time, I dash off in a trot, mentally screaming Caed’s name. Hopefully, he can hear me. I use my expansion powers to search for the two men and just when I get a location, I smack into the two people I never hoped to see again.
North Node and South Node.
The flat-chested bitches who knocked me out and took me to the moon for Lina to kill.
These unholy skanks are definitely on my ninja pegging list.
Or my on-purpose-to-kill list.
I really don’t know when I became such a sodomizing murderer, but Lina and her peeps seem to bring out the worst in me.
“Hello oncccce more, Earth girllllllll,” they hiss in their creepy unison voice.
“Ugh. Why didn’t the power of Christ compel you two?!”
“We do not know any Chrisssssssssst.”
“It’s a name for Jesus.”
“Who isssss thisssssss Jesssssssssusssssss?”
“Jesus H. Christ? And the H stands for Harold? That guy? You don’t know him? He’s one sweet dude. Can make water into wine and raise lifeless bitches from the dead.”
“Like zzzzzzzzzombiesssssss?”
“You guys know what zombies are, but not who Jesus is?”
“Yessssssssssss.”
“Ok, cool. That makes about much sense as this conversation. What are you two Siamese-fucks up to?”
They frown in tandem.
“We are Nodesssssssss, not fucksssssssssss.”