Blood & Honey (Race Games 1)

“Pixies aren’t cute little creatures.” Arden unfastened his harness. “They’re savage. Speed up. The less they can touch the car, the better.”

Danica did as he said and gunned the car. The moment they crossed over the crack and through the light, the pixies swarmed them. Arden reached over her lap and grabbed the large wrench she kept there. When he rolled down the window, Phi growled at him.

“Now isn’t the time, Arden.”

“If they latch onto the car, they’ll spit acid.” Arden leaned out the window and began swinging the wrench, snarling at the tiny pink-glowing creatures. They looked cute enough Danica thought as they slammed against the windshield like bugs and held on. “Use the wipers,” Arden ordered.

Danica grimaced and flipped the switch. She cringed when bright yellow liquid smeared across the window, but she only turned on the windshield washer fluid and cleaned it away.

One of the pixies slipped passed Arden and inside the car. It fluttered viciously in a circle and then focused on Danica as she looked between it and the road. “Phi. . .”

The pixie was small, barely bigger than an ostrich egg, and looked human-esque with tiny dragonfly wings. Large blue eyes focused on her and changed from human looking to slits like an animal. When it opened its mouth, rows of sharp teeth appeared, longer than should be possible.

“Phi!” Danica shouted when the pixie suddenly lunged for her. She was prepared to release the wheel to swat it away, but if she did that, they could wreck at their current speed.

Before she had to make that decision, however, a strong hand shot forward and wrapped around the pixie, crushing it in a mess of high-pitched screams and yellow gore. Without waiting for her to say a word, Phi tossed the lifeless body back out the window and leaned forward, meeting Danica’s eyes. Her stomach roiled at the sight of the yellow he quickly began wiping away with a towel.

“Don’t get sick on me, speed racer,” he ordered before touching her shoulder gently with his clean hand.

The necromancer team and another goblin team firing weapons at each other came into sight just as they flew over an incline from the swamp and landed in the city. The Porsche buzzed as the pixies fell away. Arden slipped back inside and rolled up the window, his body coated with bright spots of yellow.

Danica’s stomach tightened again. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“The weapons system is online,” Arden grunted in excitement. The wheel came from the dash before him, and he took it happily. With a hoot and holler, Arden began firing at the two teams in front of them, drawing their attention.

Danica ran the windshield washer fluid again until there were no more yellow smears, but still, the color lingered at the edges of the windshield.