Lupi 06 - Blood Magic

couldn't remember, dammit, couldn't think of what she'd done.
    "Hell," she panted. "If I'm related to dragons... " Dragons soak up magic.
    My granddaughter-in-magic, Sam had said.
    There are two ways to take another's power, the Chimei had said. One is voluntary. One is not.
    Lily put her palms flat on the cool, white otherness. And pulled.
    But this was no Earth-Gifted human witch willfully, insanely burning herself out in an effort to destroy.
    This was Power.
    Lily's hands sank inside that whiteness. And power roared up her arms, a crawling horror of it, hot and icy and everything at once - every kind of sensation at once, every kind of magic, stretching into dimensions so alien Lily couldn't grasp what she touched, what she held...
    What held her. For the white mass came flowing up out of Isen, flowing up over Lily's arms. It hung there in front of Lily, trapping her - and it formed a mouth.
    That mouth, obscenely female, hissed, "Did you think you could absorb my power, little human? Oh, you surprised me with your trick, but you are no dragon, and the male human who betrayed my Johnny is dead. His heart stopped before you startled me with your trick. Now I will stop your heart, and your lover's. I will kill you all slowly and eat your fear as you die."
    "You c-can't. The treaty - "
    "Poor, stupid little not-dragon. You broke the treaty. When you tried to take my power without my consent, you broke it." And she swarmed up Lily's arms, her shoulders - Lily dragged in a breath and held it as cool white otherness covered her face.
    Overhead, Sam began to sing.
    Dragonsong is not like any other sound. Rule once compared it to a didgeridoo, a hollow instrument played by Australian aborigines. Lily had listened to recordings of didgeridoos, and it did sound a little like dragonsong... and nothing at all like it.
    At the same time that something cool and repellently solid flowed into Lily's nose, flowed down inside her, dragonsong flowed into her, too. In through her ears, and in through some channel that had nothing to do with her ears.
    In that song, she heard what she knew. What she was.
    How did you know? she asked, even as the world grew gray and hazy to her vision and her lungs filled with unbreathable otherness. How did you know?
    Child, he said, and his voice was tender as she had never heard it, gentle and large and intimate, I held you as you died. How could I not know your Name?
    And then he gave her another word. This one was cold, colder than any word could be, and it cut into her, cut all the way to the core of her.
    Remember.
     
    She leaped from the cliff - leaped willingly, but not peacefully, her heart in a riot of love and grief for all she surrendered, her mind blanked by terror of what she did.
     
    The Chimei shuddered inside Lily. And began to withdraw. Slowly, then more quickly.
    * * * *
    Lily fell and fell - as she had in dreams, but this was no dream; this was what had happened, was happening, the air whistling past so fast, burning her eyes. Her body tumbled helplessly.
     
    The whiteness left her lungs, her throat. Her nose. She dragged in a breath, her chest heaving. No, she said to the Chimei without using any of the precious air - but she said it gently, for she knew. She knew what to do.
    Lily - all of Lily, for her soul was no longer sundered, nor any of her memories hidden - wrapped her arms around the whiteness, not letting it escape as she fell to the rocky beach below. Held her, held on to her with the Gift that was hers, the dragon's gift. She held the Chimei as she died.
     
    "Lily? God, Lily, I can feel you, but if you don't wake up and answer me, I'll - I'll - "
    Lily opened her eyes on Rule's frantic face. "I'm here," she whispered. She was lying on her back, she noted dimly. On the ground.
    Rule's eyes closed. He shuddered. "Thank God. Oh, God, I thought I'd lost you. Are you hurt?"
    "Dizzy," she murmured. "Help me sit up, okay? Oh, shit - your father - "
    "CPR works on lupi as well as humans," Isen said gruffly. "Once you pulled that creature out of me, Remy got my heart started up."
    Lily turned her head and saw Isen sitting nearby. A tall young man she vaguely recognized kneeled beside him. Remy, she assumed.
    "I want to sit up," she repeated. Rule helped, moving so that his body braced her. That was good. Wonderful. "Was I out long?"
    "No, it just seemed like forever. Are you sure you're all right?" he asked. "The Chimei's gone," he added hastily, as if she might not know