Chapter 22: Reality

Chapter 22: Reality

Callum cradled his new daughter, looking at her tiny wrinkled face while Lucy slept. The house was quiet, the light filtering in through the windows was warm, and the fresh air blowing in from the garden was sweet. It was peaceful in a way that he hadnt really experienced since the halcyon days of youth, and all his worries seemed so distant. Though part of that was because most of the things hed been worried about had been taken care of.

He was certainly glad little Alice had waited to be born until after all the nonsense with Janry and the subsequent reveal to the world. There hadnt been any terrible incidents he needed to deal with, but there had been lots of shuttling to do while permanent portal infrastructure was being set up. Going public had actually been a relief. A few days of chaotic markets and various level of riot in a few places, but the general public had settled down fairly quickly. Some people, and some governments, were still so obviously hostile to supernaturals that nobody was going to be living there anytime soon, but even something as big as magic existing couldnt hold the headlines for all that long.

There were still bills passing through the governments of half the countries in the world, debates, endless news articles, but it was just one of many things in the general furor of civilization. The problems werent over, but he didnt have to worry about either a shadow war or a nuclear one. He didnt even have to worry about the inevitable political nonsense, because he was out of it.

He glanced out of the open door at where Alex was driving around a miniature car in the back yard, and waved at his son. Alex waved back enthusiastically, nearly crashing into the porch, and Callum chuckled, waving again and making a face at his son. While Alex had dutifully met his little sister, there wasnt much he could do while she was sleeping and Callum was too distracted to try anything else at the moment.

Hey, I think its my turn.

Callum looked over to where Lucy had woken up, sitting up partway and making grabby hands in his direction. He chuckled and stood up, walking the few paces from the bedroom door and handing over Alice. Lucy cradled her daughter and made kissy noises before looking back up at him.

Anything happen during my nap?

Nah, Callum said, taking Alice back and settling her into the bassinet offering his hand to her to help Lucy up from the bed. We got a half-dozen emails about portals but no actual emergencies.

Bah, were on vacation, Lucy said, dismissing the inquiries from various presidents, premiers, and kings, and taking his hand to stand up. They can wait.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Yeah, Callum agreed. He found he was less impressed by such titles after all hed been through. Im still worried Im going to get a ping from Chester or Taisen and have something dire happening.

They can solve their own problems, Lucy said, the two of them walking outside into the pleasant sunny warmth of their private portal world. Theyve got mages and dragons and Felicias Gates. Weve put in enough effort.

In the weeks that followed, most of the demand on House Wells was actually Lucys business. Various Houses settling into their own private portal worlds wanted proper internet and, combined with mages clueless about modern electronics, it made for an amusing and frustrating type of tech support. Information infrastructure wasnt magic, and that was the problem.

She spent a lot of time on the phone, though a great may problems were mitigated when one of the dragons simply created an internet provider. It wasnt one of the dragons Callum had been properly introduced to, and the provider wasnt large, but it was good enough. The dragon could simply create new infrastructure from nothing and run optical fibers through tiny feeder portals, so there was just one building and Lucy didnt have to deal with third or fourth parties to get the installations done.

He spent most of his time with his kids, but in his spare hours Callum found an opportunity to go back to his old profession. While mage Houses were sturdy and well-decorated, many of them were woefully designed. They just aped Gothic or Tudor styles without any real understanding of things like airflow or plumbing or wiring.

It was great fun working with the Guild of Enchanting to create designs that incorporated the possibilities of magic and enchantments along with more conventional infrastructure. He didnt know who might be using his designs, but they probably didnt even know the plans came from The Ghost. Like the portal world distribution, it was done through Rossi both because Callum didnt feel like dickering and because it kept things anonymous.

The money from that was deposited into a new account in a bank run by Miamis fae prince, Ferrochar. There had been some financial fallout in the markets from the supernatural reveal, just due to panic and speculation, but Ferrochar had so many existing contacts within Earths financial space that hed taken over the bulk of the currency conversions. So far most of the Houses hadnt bothered to try and sell their services, as they were used to just dealing directly with other mages or fae, but it was only a matter of time.

Unfortunately, while things seemed to be going mostly well when it came to the public knowledge of supernaturals, Chester was still having issues. The media blitz around what had happened at his compound had done a lot of damage, and even an official Presidential pardon didnt really fix that. Callum was pretty sure that if the government wanted to, they could have cleared up all the legal issues surrounding Chesters properties and people, but the higher ups werent quite so grateful as to remove the leverage they had against the local supernaturals.

Itll pass eventually, Chester said when he visited, lounging appreciatively in a shifter-sized lawn chair. With his own private bad penny and homebond, Chester could travel the portal worlds as he pleased, and the shifter had played host so many times Callum had no problem inviting him over on occasion. I actually figured itd be worse, considering everything.

Governments dont like the idea of being manipulated or deceived. At least not when it becomes known, Callum agreed, teleporting a couple of beers from the fridge. He handed one to Chester, who popped the stop off with a flick of his thumb.

Exactly. Not being able to read in some of my allies ahead of time hurt, too. I wanted to, but Janry jumped the gun. Chester shrugged and took a drink. Still, I have to admit Im a little disappointed, and I was thinking about other options for the future.

Yeah? Callum raised his eyebrows, stretched out in his own chair watching Alex and a half-dozen shifter kids tear around the front yard. I mean, Id be happy to find you a portal world, but youre kind of stuck to the Deep Wilds, arent you?

Sadly, yes. But I was thinking about the future. Ultimately the Deep Wilds portal itself needs to be moved somewhere that isnt owned by one government or another. Some of my pack are putting together a pressure chamber and we might prevail upon you to move it to the seafloor somewhere. Chesters hand snapped out to catch a flying foam football, tossing it back to the kids.

That is not a problem, Callum assured him.

The same team is also putting together a larger pressurized compound, Chester confided Ive got a somewhat trickier request. I know that you have portals out in space. Given that all the land on Earth is more or less claimed, what about the moon?

Ha! Werewolves on the moon, Callum said with a laugh. I know you arent werewolves but it still amuses me.

Wait until Lucy hears about it, Chester said dryly. Ill never hear the end of it.

I think theres even a song about it, Callum agreed with a smile. Absolutely doable, though. I honestly thought about doing that myself, but a portal world is a lot more livable. Since that isnt an option for you He shrugged and sipped at his own beer. Keep in mind Im still not great at transporting large things. Ill have to bring it over in pieces.

Believe me, just being able to casually transport stuff to the moons surface is more than enough. Chester lifted his beer in salute. Especially if it means that nobodys going to find out Im taking up room in a national park.

Yeah, Im sure that certain people would hold that against you, Callum agreed, reaching out through his moon nexus and grabbing a space drone. Chesters request clearly wasnt all that time-sensitive, but Callum figured he might as well pull up a visual while they were talking. He didnt want to bother Lucy, who was pestering Lisa for cookie recipes, so he pulled his laptop to him and brought up the feed himself. I can imagine a bunch of people are going to be mad if youre the first moon colonist too, but oh well.

Cant please everyone, Chester agreed, leaning over to look at the feed of the stark moonscape. That is absolutely surreal.

Theres a reason why Im glad I found this place, Callum said, gesturing out at the sunny day, the pleasant breeze, the rainbows of blowing mist in the distance from island waterfalls. The moon sounds great and all, but its really not that exciting.

Youre definitely biased, Chester said with a chuckle. I dont think Id like to stay here long term myself, but youre damned lucky you found something this good.

I admit it, Callum said. Though there are some nice ones for the other mage Houses. A few youd probably like, all forests. I think only one or two have serious beasts like the Deep Wilds or the Night Lands though. Let alone something like Faerie. His personal theory was that all the portal worlds that had any significant presence had already broken through to Earth. It didnt seem a coincidence that, aside from certain exceptions, all the portal worlds he found were small and barren, relatively speaking.

The opening was at the base of a cliff, and while Callum didnt see any signs of intelligent life, complex plants were a good baseline. Interestingly, it did seem like the universe was one without magic. Mana poured through the portal, but it spread out and began dissipating into the environment very quickly, like water into sand.

Found one, Callum said over the line to Shahey. Why dont you take a look, see what you think?

Instantly a swirl of mana and vis condensed in the metal box anchored into the cliff face, and Shaheys avatar appeared. He peered through the dime-sized hole in the middle of the empty room, and then another insane expenditure of vis manifested a second avatar on the other side. The second one was, at least to Callums viewpoint, absolutely hilarious as it was no more then three feet high, a tiny lizard-man that looked around and sniffed the air and kicked at the soil.

Seems good, the Shahey on the far side said. Nothing too bad here. We can deal with the quarantine.

Right, Callum said. Here we go. He tapped into his vis crystals and tore open a massive hole between dimensions. A thirty-foot portal was still a hell of an effort, even with all his practice and with magical batteries to take up most of the slack. The moment it was open Shahey surrounded it with mana-conductive metal shaped exactly to the three-dimensional structure of the portal. The inner ring, multiple stabilization rings, the feeder vortices splaying out from the outer surfaces to inhale the local mana, everything was almost instantly cast in a permanent mold.

Okay, thats impressive, Callum admitted. I might have to ask for that for mine. It wasnt exactly an enchantment, it was more like the structures were armored, allowed to flux and spin without giving anything the chance to interrupt it.

That can be arranged, Shahey said, the mini-Shahey dissipating now that the portal was open in full. Callum would still have to manage it until the mana took over, but itd be a faster process than the first time hed made a portal for the dragons. The mana-conductive support helped, as did the fact that this time the initial structure hadnt nearly fallen apart.

Over the weeks that followed, Callum opened a few more permanent portals. One was from the Deep Wilds back into Earth, to be positioned as a connection between Chesters Deep Wilds base and his moon base. Another was a second alternate-universe connection for the dragons to yet another reality, and two others were for Houses who wanted permanent connections back to Earth.

He tried to ignore the slow roil of the political issues between Earth and the various supernaturals as much as possible. The only time hed be necessary would be when The Ghost had to step in, which didnt happen too often now that the powers-that-be were against conflict. Which wasnt to say he was completely out of it.

Despite all the agreements, a small group of breakaway mages from one of the Chinese houses decided to set themselves up as warlords in a rural district in Mongolia, and Taisen brought in The Ghost to neutralize them to prevent collateral damage. Callum didnt even need to kill anyone, he simply needed to hose the quartet down with anti-mana enough that they couldnt do more than voice complaints. Taisen came by to collect them with people from the main branch of the House, and Callum very much doubted theyd be treated gently.

Later in the year, a multinational interest hired a private military company to kidnap some shifters. While shifters were far more robust than humans, they werent invulnerable, especially those who were lower in the hierarchy. At the same time, they were still supernaturals and neither the mercenaries nor their employers knew what they were dealing with.

The Ghost evacuated the shifter families out from under the noses of their captors, and then opened the path for Chester and Felicia to take care of the soldiers. The fallout of that was significant, since there was very concrete proof and witnesses as to who wanted supernaturals for their own private purposes, and why. There were some nations that failed to extradite the masterminds, but they found themselves cut off from supernatural trade and support.

Considering how long supernaturals lived, Callum was pretty sure that policy wasnt going to get reversed anytime soon. In fact he wouldnt care too much if the people in question ended up mysteriously committing suicide or the like, given how transparently guilty they were, but he wasnt getting involved himself. It wasnt his business, and The Ghost only had one role. Getting involved in the ever-present morass of politics was not it.

As Alex started attending actual magic classes, Callum sat in because hed never had the background himself. Most of it wasnt helpful to him either, because so much focused on the bubble method, but he took notes anyway. He also didnt quite trust mage teachers, even if it was a House Hargrave tutor, so he wanted to be on hand in case any of the old attitudes toward so-called mundanes leaked through.

Once they passed into the depths of summer, Lucy suggested a cookout, and Callum agreed. In a way it hadnt been all that long, but several months without needing to worry about anyone trying to hunt him down or hurt his friends or allies had been relaxing in a way he didnt know he needed. Ever since that day in the gym, hed been on guard against supernatural authorities of one type or another, but all that was gone. There was nobody out for his blood or at least, if someone was he had plenty of protection and powerful allies.

The invitation turned into an actual barbeque; shifters really liked cooking, and since Callum lacked the correct apparatus for anything more than grilling Chester brought his own. Not to mention coming an entire day early to get it started. Callum had to get extra outdoor furniture to fit everyone, since somehow it turned out there were more people than hed expected.

The Connors and their kid came from Florida, and Chester and Lisa came with some of Alexs friends and their parents, along with the people he knew from Winut Arthur, Jessica and Gerry, and Clara and her parents. Gayle, Glenda, and some of the Hargrave household, though not Archmage Hargrave himself. Ray and Felicia even showed up, which was a surprise considering that she was busy dealing with her own kingdom and it was just a barbeque, not an official gathering.

It was a far cry from sitting in his back yard, practicing magic in secret.

So what does House Wells intend to do now? Gayle asked once all the food had started flowing from grills and smokers, using telekinesis to hold up some barbequed ribs rather than getting her fingers messy. Which probably wasnt really in the spirit of barbeque, but Callum wasnt going to complain. Especially since he started doing the same thing.

Im not sure House Wells needs to do anything, Callum remarked. Its just the four of us for now, and providing a new portal world once in a while is enough to keep us in the black for a very long time. Now that they were being offered for public sale and not just to mage Houses, even with a number of restrictions and a fixed price, there was essentially no limit to how much money he could make.

Most of that money was being reinvested by Lucy, because stacks of cash sitting around was useless, and he was happy enough to leave it to her. If most of the investments were in supernatural businesses, that was fine with him. It wasnt like their bank account was lacking.

You cant just hang out having barbeques for the next hundred years, Gayle pointed out. Okay, I guess you could, but I think youd get tired of it.

Ha. Callum chuckled, watching Alex get absolutely smeared with barbeque sauce. Well, Ive got my family, and Ive still got to learn how to be a half-decent mage. I know like five tricks, and thats it. My enchanting repertoire has expanded a bit, but theres still so much I dont know, and stuff I dont know how to even start figuring out.

And most spatial knowledge rests with Archmage Duvall, Gayle noted.

Yeah, theres that. I dont think shes going to be happy to see me anytime in the next forever, Callum said.

Im sure shell get over it in a decade or two, Gayle said. Its not like your Houses are really competing, except for portal and teleport enchantments maybe. But youre not willing to go out with House teams, nor can you stabilize space, so theres plenty of room.

Maybe, Callum said doubtfully, picking up his glass of lemonade and taking a sip. Im not too worried either way, though. She wants to ignore me, and Im happy to ignore her.

Weve got plenty of things to occupy our time, Lucy said as she entered the conversation, returning after changing Alice. But I have to admit its nice that its all stuff I want to do rather than stuff I have to do. Never figured Id be retired before thirty but there it is.

One of the advantages of being part of a mage House is that you wield considerable resources, Gayle agreed, then her lips curled upward in a smile. Also that nobody can tell you what to do.

Yeah! I mean, look what happened to the last people that tried to tell us what to do! Lucy laughed and Callum shook his head, somewhat amused. It might have been in bad taste to gloat, but he did have more than a small amount of satisfaction that the authoritarian GAR was gone, and the more oppressive archmages dead, intimidated, or bribed into silence.

He never would have imagined that hed have his own private dimension after his first, disastrous introduction to magic. Callum could still remember that he was just thinking about changing his identity, learning a few things, and staying under the radar. That had definitely not happened, and despite all the stress and worry of the past few years he wouldnt trade where hed ended up for anything.

Cmon dad! Lets go play squirtguns! Alex came running up, his face and hands a mess of barbeque sauce. Lucy took one look at him and dissolved into giggles. Callum snorted.

Sounds good, kiddo, but I might have to throw you in the creek first, he said, standing up. Alex laughed and ran off, with Callum chasing behind.