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  Table of Contents

  CHAPTER ONEJade

  CHAPTER TWOJade

  CHAPTER THREEJade's

  CHAPTER FOURJade

  CHAPTER FIVEWhen

  CHAPTER SIXSeth

  CHAPTER SEVENJade

  CHAPTER EIGHTJade's

  CHAPTER NINEThe

  CHAPTER TENThe

  CHAPTER ELEVENParis

  CHAPTER TWELVEParis

  CHAPTER THIRTEENJade

  CHAPTER FOURTEENJade

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN"I

  AUTHOR BIOMargarita

  Counter-Hex

  by

  Margarita Gakis

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  Counter-Hex

  Book 2 of Covencraft

  Copyright © 2015 by Margarita Gakis

  Published by Castalian Springs Press

  Cover by Steven Novak

  Edited by Donna Serafinus

  To Donna - Your enthusiasm for my work, both in progress and finished, warms my heart! The care, consideration and attention you exhibit humbles me. ONE HUNDRED AND FIDDY PERCENT!

  CHAPTER ONE

  Jade trudged through the hip-deep sewer water, her face a rictus of displeasure and disgust.

  "'Join Counter-Magic,' they said. 'It will be fun,' they said," she muttered to herself.

  The radio transmitter in her ear squawked and she winced at the volume, but with her hands encased in thick rubber gloves, she lacked the dexterity to adjust it.

  "I believe we said it would be interesting. I don't recall a promise of 'fun.'"

  "It was implied! The fun was implied!" she said back.

  Josef chuckled in her ear and although she was up to her waist in muck and grime, she still found the sound warm and inviting. "Think of it as an adventure."

  "I can't hear you over the sound of how much this sucks!"

  He laughed again, his deep-timbered voice in her ear. "Ah yes, the glamorous life of a Counter-Magic Agent."

  Glamorous was about the furthest thing from what it was.

  Not two days after Jade made her decision to stay at the Coven, Paris informed her that Josef from Counter-Magic had asked if Jade would be willing to join his department. Paris told Jade it was Counter-Magic's job to seek out bad or tainted magic and contain it. Whether that meant counter-hexing or nullifying a spell, or perhaps using a specially sanctioned hex to clarify and cleanse magic was up for debate - each case was assessed individually. Working under Josef's direction, the department stabilized the use of magic within the immediate Coven area and outside the city if necessary. To Jade, it sounded like it would be intriguing, fun and full of problem-solving.

  Also, at the time, she didn't have anything to do on a day-to-day basis and the boredom was killing her.

  She'd met Josef once before. He'd attended the ceremony where Paris stripped the power of a witch that had tried to get a demon to kill Jade.

  Good times. Fond memories. If she kept a journal, the entire thing would have been filed under, "Shit that went down and nearly killed me, Volume 3."

  Volumes 1 and 2 were already taken up by her childhood, thanks.

  Josef reminded her of a fit Gepetto, or maybe a Patrick Stewart type. Older, in good physical shape, striking, white hair. He exuded a casual confidence that she found soothing and calming. When Paris had said that Josef wanted her for his department Jade had been surprised and blurted out, "Why?"

  It turned out Josef told Paris he thought Jade's magic would be a powerful addition to his department. The fact that Jade was learning demon magic, and was the only witch in the Coven to do so, was a big selling point. Most witches couldn't or wouldn't touch demon magic. Some wouldn't even speak of it whereas Jade plunged herself headfirst into it. It also helped that she seemed to have a knack for it.

  Jade also thought demon magic was fun, but she kept that little tidbit to herself. She'd brought it up once to Callie and the look on her face had been a mixture of horror, worry and apprehension. Jade spent the rest of the afternoon trying to take it back and convince Callie that she hadn't really meant it and Jade was only learning the basics. Honestly. Pinky swear.

  Since then, the only person Jade discussed demon magic with was Paris and even he, with all his power as Coven Leader, got a little chalk-faced at times.

  Before she said yes to Josef's offer to work for him, Jade thought she'd asked Paris and Josef the right kinds of questions about Counter-Magic. She asked what she would have to do and they answered that she would work on magic gone awry and learn how to counteract it. Jade asked if she would work in the Coven, and they said mostly, yes. She asked how much it paid and Paris explained that her salary was based on her experience, but she would also receive a stipend for hazard pay. He then he quoted her a number that was well over what she'd been making back in the regular world as a statistician. Jade couldn't say yes fast enough after hearing that number.

  Now, trudging through the city's underground sewers in hip-high rubber wading pants, trying valiantly to keep the spell that blocked scent from her nostrils working, and trying really hard at not thinking about what she was slogging through, she realized should've asked for more money.

  "You guys totally save this stuff for the rookies, don't you?"

  "Yep," Josef said, unapologetic over their two-way radio. "I'll be honest, this happens at least once or twice a year. Some younger witches get overeager and try combining stuff they don't really know about and then, not knowing any better, they flush it down the toilet. We try to educate them about it in school, get them while they're young, but..."

  "But it only makes some kids want to try it themselves," said Jade, her lips curling in disgust as something unidentifiable floated by. Yuck.

  "You got it. You're the third witch I've had to send down into the sewers this year. It's been a busy one."

  "Ugh. When I get out of here, I want to see those kids. I want to see the whites of their beady little eyes and I'm going to tell them exactly what will happen to them if they try this again."

  Josef laughed again in her ear. "We try not to scare the younger witches, Jade. It's bad for PR."

  "I don't give a shit about PR," she said back, balancing on her booted tiptoes as she had to wiggle through a tight spot in the sewers. "Despite the head lamp you gave me, it's dark down here. Despite the anti-aroma spell you taught me, it stinks. Despite the rubber pants I'm wearing, I can feel the yuck seeping into my pores. I will not be clean again until I can take a full hazmat decontamination shower, complete with radiation scrub down and high-pressured hoses. I'm going to put the fear of me in those kids. I'll do classroom visits, I will let myself be surrounded by those little knee-high rug rats with their sticky fingers and grabby hands. I will let them know the horror that will be visited upon them if I have to come down into this sewer again."

  Jade reached a junction point and, based on the map that Josef had made her memorize before coming down, she knew she needed to boost herself up and over the access point and then head left. She sho
uld almost be at the blockage point. There was some weird magic vibes coming from the area, but even Josef, after all his years, was stumped as to why the system was blocked. Still, it was deemed an easy and safe enough task for Jade to attempt. Her first Counter-Magic assignment.

  Yay.

  She placed both hands on the low stone ledge, the light from her headlamp illuminating far, far too much of the thick soupy water and its contents for her liking. She pushed up hard, feeling her wrist twinge painfully. Dr. Gellar had only taken her cast off last Tuesday after Jade had broken her wrist dealing with what she liked to call 'her little demon problem.' After being in a cast for four weeks, Jade found her bones weak and unstable - as though both she and her wrist didn't really trust each other yet.

  With some really awkward shimmying and hefting, she was up and over the access point, splashing down with a wet thump on the other side. She grimaced. She was pretty sure things were landing in her hair. Even with her ponytail secured up high on her head, it still wasn't safe from sewer goop. She flapped her hands in what could only be considered a childish manner. It was so gross. She was so gross.

  "You should nearly be at the confluent point," Josef's voice said in her ear. "Just up ahead and to your right."

  She waded deeper into the area and was about to give a snarky retort when she froze. Something down here was shifting.

  Keeping her head, and by extension the headlamp, still, she moved her eyes around. "Josef? Does something live down here?"

  "What? No," came the immediate reply. "It's the sewer. Nothing lives down there. We've had an anti-vermin hex on it for ages. It's well maintained every year."

  She heard something again - a wet, slithery sound and this time she couldn't stop herself from wildly moving her head, shining her light in all directions. She thought she saw something, at the far end of the tunnel, to her right, exactly where Josef was sending her.

  "Is this some kind of hazing thing?" she questioned, taking slow steps forward. The weight of the water and sludge made her progress lurching and inefficient. If she needed to run away, she was going to be slow - like a shopping cart in a snowy parking lot. Up ahead, she thought she saw movement, but the bouncing light of her headlamp was too murky in the dark depths. She couldn't be sure.

  "What are you talking about?"

  Jade narrowed her eyes, trying to see better in the dark. "Something's down here."

  Josef paused a little too long for her liking. When he spoke, it was with the practiced tone of a man who was used to having his word obeyed. "Okay, Jade. I want you go back the way you came. We'll reconvene at the mouth of the sewer and suit up some more senior witches to go in."

  Jade felt a rush of relief that he believed her. "So you're not hazing me, hey?"

  "Definitely not. Come back out of there, Jade."

  She paused for a second longer, still trying to squint into the hazy dark.

  Something pink and quick snapped out of the blackness and hit her lamp, knocking it off her head. She squawked in surprise and flailed backward. She hit the wall of the sewer, her cheek pressing against it - slimy, wet and slippery. She squealed again, pushing herself away just as Josef was barking questions in her ear. Something brushed by her leg and she jerked. Turned around in the dark, and without her lamp, she didn't know which way to go. She forced herself to stop moving and to take a deep breath. She tasted sewer gas and sludge and she realized in her panic, she'd lost control on the aroma-blocking spell. She panted slightly, the rush of adrenaline making her heart race. She could vaguely see the muddled light of her lamp, a few feet away, underwater, illuminating the area around itself with a sickly glow.

  She really wished she hadn't seen into the water. Gross.

  Josef was still talking in her ear and she managed to take a deep breath and then answer him. "I'm fine, I'm okay. Something... something hit my lamp and I lost it. Can I use a fire spell down here for light?"

  "No," came the sharp reply. Immediate, brokering no argument. "Absolutely not. You're in a contained area tied to the city's water supply and there's already a mixture of magic about. We can't add to it. Can you get to your lamp?"

  She made a face. She could. But it was under water. There was no way it was going back on her head. Still, she guessed she could hold it up to get out.

  "Yeah. Yeah, I can get it."

  "Do that. Come out. We'll go back in."

  A hissing sound right behind her made her freeze. Her eyes widened and she started to turn slowly. There was as scrabbling and scraping sound that made her blood run cold. She could feel sweat breaking out on her upper lip. Whatever was down there with her was right behind her. Despite what Josef had warned, she readied a fire spell. They could deal with the fall out of whatever happened. She wasn't about to get eaten alive without even trying to defend herself.

  She swiveled her neck first, then her shoulders, and then the rest of her body, causing a soft wave in the water. She heard the hissing sound again and then another sound. A kind of whimper.

  She could just barely make out the rough outline of something. It was the size of a big dog - a husky or maybe a retriever. It didn't move as Jade stared at it, but she heard the strange, high-pitched whine again. Intrigued, she moved closer.

  "What are you?" she whispered.

  "Jade? What are you doing? What's happening?"

  "Yeah," she muttered, not really paying attention. "Hang on," she said absently, moving closer to the odd shape. Suddenly a pair of reflective eyes opened, their silver-green staring back at her grey ones.

  "Holy shit!"

  "Are you okay?" Josef asked.

  Jade's eyes were adjusting quickly in the darkened sewer and she could make out more as she got closer. The silver-green eyes blinked at her. She jerked back when the creature lurched and moved. She heard the distinctive shuffling, shifting, scraping sound again and then the whining sound. Now, in front of it, she thought she could finally make out more of its features and its situation.

  It was stuck.

  "Remember all those urban legends about alligators in the sewer?" Jade asked Josef.

  There was a pause and then Josef answered. "You're joking."

  "'fraid not. Big guy too. I think he's stuck." Jade peered closer and the large eyes blinked at her, staring up like they had found salvation. She felt kind of bad for it all of a sudden. Stuck down in the sewer, in the dark. No way out. She held up her hands in front of it in a non-threatening manner, like she would with a strange dog. It blinked again and watched carefully as she moved one hand forward and then pet it on the head. It closed its eyes and gave a low, sad sound.

  It was the saddest fucking thing she'd seen all week.

  "We've got some witches suiting up to help you and..." Josef paused and she heard him talking to someone else, "some people from the city."

  A pink tongue, unusually long and slender, popped out and licked at her other glove. It must have been what knocked her lamp off her head. It poked at her gloved hand and she could feel the strength in the muscle.

  "Okay, I'll... just wait here, I guess," Jade replied.

  "You can come out. The team knows where they're going."

  Jade looked down at the monstrous lizard and felt bad about leaving it alone in the dark again. She pet it soundly on the head and it made a strange sort of 'whirring' sound. Jade thought it might be purring.

  "Nah. I'm good."

  #

  Getting the half-lizard, half-something out had been like watching something be birthed. It was messy with a lot of grunting and it felt a little bit disturbing. At the end, it was topped off by profound relief.

  It took three extra Counter-Magic agents and Jade to break up the solidified muck that had trapped their curious amphibian. They pulled, clawed and heaved until finally, with a wet 'plop,' the lizard fell out of the drainage pipe and into the water where it splashed and flailed like a toddler without water wings. It tried to climb up Jade, its sharp, piercing claws puncturing her rubber wading boots, c
ausing them flood with soupy sewer water. It didn't stop until it clawed its way up her torso, clinging to her like a scared cat in a room full of rockers.

  "Aw, Jade," said Daniel, one of her fellow agents, "you look positively maternal."

  "Bite me," she retorted, trying not to make any sudden movements while clutching awkwardly at the... thing. She thought she maybe knew how it felt; Jade couldn't swim herself and the lizard-thing was heavy and muscular, ready to sink like a stone. From what she could tell, it didn't have webbed feet or fins.

  It felt like it weighed about sixty or seventy pounds and Jade doubted she would've been able to hold it if not for part of its body still being submerged and buoyed by the water. She looked up and around the cavern, more lit now with the addition of several other witches and their headlamps. She could see a jutted edge that ran along the interior and she would have bet her morning cup of coffee that the creature had been keeping to the high ground.

  Daniel wasn't even trying not to laugh as he unfolded a tarp from his kit bag and made a kind of hammock swing with another one of the witches. Jade hefted the creature in her arms a bit, settling its weight as Daniel and the other witches worked on the carry-sling.

  Jade considered herself 'friendly acquaintances' with Daniel, Henri's boyfriend, ever since she started working and jogging with him. The day after her brief introduction to the office of Counter-Magic, they spied each other running in the local nature reserve. She jerked her head once in greeting, he jerked his head back. The next day, she found him waiting at the parking lot when she pulled in, doing calisthenics until she arrived. They had a comfortable, no-talking running routine, only broken up by one of them picking the music for the entire run and blasting it through their MP3 player.

  When the call came in about the blocked sewer drain, it was Daniel she heard stage whisper, "Get the rookie!" He'd had a shit-eating grin on too - all perfect teeth and eye-crinkles.

  Jade was going to make tomorrow's run hard on him. She was already composing her list of upbeat, bubble-gum, dancey pop. It was the exact music she knew he hated. She might even throw in "It's Raining Men," just to be a brat.