Old Magic: The Old Magic Series
By Chris Lowry
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His job is simple.
Patrol the border between a magic Reservation and the normal world.
Keep the people safe from things that go bump in the night.
But simple is never easy.
Especially when someone is trying to open a portal between the realms and bring back monsters to wreak revenge.
Can the half magic Sheriff do enough to protect us?
Find out in the Old Magic series for fans of urban fantasy and modern western adventure.
Chris Lowry
Chris Lowry is an author and adventure seeker who has traveled the globe exploring new worlds and writing about his thrilling experiences. With over one hundred thrillers, science fiction, and urban fantasy novels to his name, as well as more than a thousand articles published across various publications, Chris has established himself as a master storyteller and a leading voice in the world of action and adventure. Whether he's fighting off hordes of undead in a post-apocalyptic wasteland or braving the depths of outer space, Chris is always ready for his next thrilling adventure. Follow his journey as he battles against impossible odds and becomes the hero that the world needs.
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Old Magic - Chris Lowry
Chris Lowry
Old Magic an urban fantasy modern western adventure
Copyright © 2024 by Chris Lowry
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Contents
1. Chapter One
2. CHAPTER TWO
3. CHAPTER THREE
4. CHAPTER FOUR
5. CHAPTER FIVE
6. CHAPTER SIX
7. CHAPTER SEVEN
8. CHAPTER EIGHT
9. CHAPTER NINE
10. CHAPTER TEN
11. CHAPTER ELEVEN
12. CHAPTER TWELVE
13. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
14. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
16. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
17. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
19. CHAPTER NINETEEN
20. CHAPTER TWENTY
21. CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
22. CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
1
Chapter One
My friend Najinn Mato is what you might call a Shaman. Or a medicine man, if you want to use the white man’s vernacular.
He’s one of those special kind of people that has the old magic, ancient secrets passed down from one generation to the next.
Course, it’s gotten so watered down in the passing that the true magic is gone soft.
Again, blame the white man’s vernacular.
Old Whitey came over on their boats and carved out a new nation on this great American continent and damned be the people who lived here already.
They killed off a lot of the original magic, and turned their marketing folks loose on the rest of it, making it a joke or making it imagination.
Folks like the men who came before Najinn Mato were turned into habitual drug users spouting off about hallucinations and worse, taking advantage of their tribe so they wouldn’t have to do the real work.
Can’t say I blame the first people for losing faith though.
It’s tough for one magic man to stand up to a hail of bullets from a Henry or Winchester or the Gatling gun when that was finally hauled out West and turned loose on them.
Magic don’t stand a chance when everyone who believed it in was bleeding out on the earth, and the few who thought they might could believe were rounded up and herded into reservations.
Hell, I don’t believe most of the time and I’m half magic myself.
What the heck’s a half wizard folks ask?
Well, it’s like half assed or half way done.
One of my parents was magic, and the other wasn’t, the genetic lottery that mixed together and made my helix decided half of me was magic.
Made me sensitive to it, maybe even gave me just a little bit of flavor of it, but make no mistakes about it.
I’d have a long way to look up to even be rated as a talent.
Been reminded of it my whole life.
Of course, living next to the Rez and policing the borders of it to keep white folks out and red men in only served to remind me of just how little magic I had.
You there, Sheriff?
I fumbled for the old CB radio and watched it slip out of my fingers and bounce across the dirt covered mats to the old Bronco I was driving.
I reached across the seat and stretched out for the black cracked plastic housing, and was smart enough to lift my foot off the gas while I did it.
Not smart enough to stay in my lane though.
I caught the cord with the edge of my fingernail and fished it over to grab the microphone.
I held it up in triumph.
Huzzah!
I shouted as I sat back up.
My cheer was drowned out by the wail of a dog nose Peterbuilt barreling down the road straight toward my grill.
It was a game of chicken I couldn’t win.
I hauled the wheel to one side and sent up prayers and a magic spell of protection at the same time.
The big rig driver had the same idea, minus the magic.
He cranked his wheel one way and stood up on the brakes.
They started squealing, sending up tendrils of black smoke and rubber as I yanked on the steering wheel harder and turned my lumbering old Bronc into a slide.
He clipped the tail end and ripped off the heavy iron bumper, keeping it in his wheel well as a souvenir.
Force equals mass times acceleration.
Physics at it’s finest.
The back end of the Bronc decided with the help of the big rig that it needed to be in front of where I was sitting.
It was like sitting a horse in the rodeo.
Except it kept spinning and decided to spill over sideways so it could travel a couple hundred yards out in the plain scrub grass next to the two lane blacktop.
I rode it hard, one foot pressed to the gas pedal, mashing that little sucker all the way to the floor as we spit up dust and rock and dirt.
The engine roared like an animal in agony, the wheels churning at air as we came to a stop.
I was jammed up at the top of the cab of the Bronco, held up by one leg against the gas pedal that pressed me back into the seat so hard, I was probably leaving a permanent indentation.
Sheriff, come in?
I heard Lucy’s voice through the cloud of dust that crawled in through the open window and settled all over everything.
The spell, weak as it was, maybe kept me alive.
Or maybe it was just sheer dumb luck, though I had a fair share of that too.
I eased off the gas after a moment and fell to the far side passenger door on the ground.
Kept the microphone though.
Sheriff,
I groaned as the engine sputtered twice and died.
What’s your twenty?
Lucy was a plain vanilla human, a battle axe with a bee hive that didn’t need something like magic to keep the rest of the world in line.
She did it through fear and discipline and a glare strong enough to peel paint off a wall.
Plus a mean right hook from a ten year career as a professional roller derby champion.
Out by the highway,
I answered back.
It sounded a lot less groany this time as I arranged myself into something resembling sitting up.
The passenger window was shattered under me, and I could feel the rough rocky ground under my jeans.
Something was poking me in the posterior and I dug it out, careful in case it was lodged in skin.
The side mirror flashed sunlight in my hand.
You need to get over to The Bar T,
said Lucy.
The Bar T was a big cattle ranch that served as a big game hunting ground half the time.
It bordered thirty six miles of wilderness on the Rez, and sometimes visiting folks had a hell of a time figuring out that the three strands of barbed wire set up meant keep out.
I shoved myself up as the adrenaline started to wear off, and felt the aches and pains of being in