As Donald Stevens follows Diana into the darkness of the alley, the entrapment readers predict is lost on the rapist and murderer as he's lost in his usual musings. His past with women he 'went too far' with in his rage, though he perceived them as his perfect match at the time, is revealed through his sickened inner dialogue. Donald's woolgathering and his planned delights are so enthralling he fails to comprehend he was the one being lead. As insinuated by the context, Diana is one of several hands of deliverance. There as bait to ensure he can no longer partake any further in his deadly fantasies. Diana obtains a smattering of satisfaction in revealing his folly and explaining why she's there. As a scowl replaces the smile on Donald's face a faint glee plays across hers; unlike Donald's which comes from his insanity, there's nothing about Diana's that isn't one-hundred percent sane. Whilst Donald realises he's finally the prey, the pace and flavours of Fire is decidedly set.
Diana's one of Mother Nature's Fire elementals, empowered to kill predators; as her sisters are too (Gia - Earth; Serin - Water; and Logan - Air). Whilst there's a certain satisfaction gained from dealing out their suffering it is slowly becoming not enough. For a time she and her sisters believed they might actually be able to catch up. Now, predators are becoming like the head of the Hydra, for each one taken down, two more rise up. Always the number of innocent victims exceeds the number of dead perpetrators in their dust. Its hard seeing the constant bruised, battered, defiled and dead who would never get enough justice from the deaths of their killers. Despite making these painful, none could ever even the scales of suffering, whilst still seeking to retain who they once was. No matter how justified their deaths, she still feels tainted by her actions and disgust. Dealing in death they walk a fine line. The moment Mother's agents begin killing for reasons only their own, they cross a similar bridge leading to where their prey comes from. Mother, under said circumstances would surely withdraw her support; and then perhaps She would send one of their own for the other's life.
To humanity and the gifted Mother gave guidance on how the balance must be retained. This regime over time, become known as the Covenant. Of all those races she gifted, elementals have become the police. Although gifted their elements to hold against others with different skills, its of late been mostly human monsters they've had to contain: just as Donald was. The prodigy Logan is the youngest Air of all time. Gia and Serin are the oldest, their lives measured in centuries. Elements are matrilineal and mostly pass from mother to daughter. The most frequently policed supernatural race has been the witches. Only just recently Logan had been forced to remind them of their constraints, which she'd done so in spectacular style. Through the fifth element aether, the women communicate and keep watch over each other, no matter the distances they're apart. As things continue to escalate there might come a time when punishment must extend past the individual
Her last mission before Donald, was six-year old Katie's abduction and molestation. This left Diana heartsick and questioning her faith. Retrieving Katie, but not before some of her vitality was bled from her eyes, Diana now learns through Logan's relay of whispers on the wind, that Katie is missing again. After Diana ended the beast that last took the innocent girl and returned her to her mum, it seems that Katie's mum has now gone missing too. If the whispers of the wind are correct, then vampires might be involved. That Katie suffered so much, only to go missing again, plays havoc with Diana's resolve in Mother's rule for her police that stipulates balance is necessarily maintained. Her surprise becomes surpassed only by the knowledge of what is to blame and the implications it raises.
Evil is hard to accept as being necessary, harder still when it deals in children. What's grappled with the most is the victims they cannot save, the child victims are what begins to eat them away. Diana's prior retrieval of Katie was sanctioned by the Mother, but this time it is not. Little does she know that another is also hunting similar leads on yet another missing child from around the same age and time. He's a prince of sorts with a vicarious tie to her unsanctioned investigation. He's also the absolute very last thing she might have expected to cross paths with. It goes to show that sometimes things are encountered only when you're not looking for them. Despite the fleeting nature of their first unknown observation of the other, its hard not to wonder before they ever meet, if they might share some commonality other than the different missing children they seek.
Diana is much like the cop that is still staring at the computer screen after everyone else has gone home. Who has a spate of partners left behind because they could not get between him and his job. The kind that never posts overtime because if they did they'd never have the hours needed to get the job done. The kind that retires old and lonely, or dies young, because they could never let the cold or current case go. The type who lives to see justice for victims but drinks themselves sober because they don't know how it can be done. Whilst not strictly immortal elementals do stop aging once they enlist in the Mother's service, and continue to work on maintaining the balance. Her sidekick only now discovered is the type to get eaten by the tiger whilst counting how many stripes it has.
In a similar but equally different way Alec's true nature, regardless of his race, slowly reshapes the inevitable prejudice she has towards his kind. Being an agent of balance for the Mother, Diana couldn't help but come to the field with myriad preconceptions of everything Alec's not. A prince of sorts in his region he's amongst the most, if not the absolute most, eligible bachelor around. That he resists the attention shoved in his face by the most buxom and voluptuous females there are makes him an oddity within his own circles; and definitely those of his parents. Despite her begrudged jealousies that increase in frequency as time goes on, this rejection becomes an endearing trait.
A rare born vampire who turned at one of the youngest ages on accounts, his non-typical abilities set him apart as much as any of his attitudes. Whilst as far from having ever sought any companionship, shallow or otherwise, as Diana could be, Alec manages to begin eliciting a small number of things Diana's not experienced since before her magical inheritance, or at all. Growing up in state run foster systems never really primed her for trust. Living the lives of solitude most of Mother's elementals have done has left Diana ill-equipped to recognise the building bond between. The small musings and blatant denials each use to rationalise, in lieu of an emotional appraisal, the growing friendship between them seeks to deny the evidence before them. Indeed the greatest confirmation of reader' suspicions comes when neither are together.
As Alec keeps a blaze going whilst awaiting Diana's return from her efforts communing with the Mother, a strange observation and occurrence takes place; one in stark contrast to the reality which should be, even more so given his race. Not long after her return and in Alec's subsequent absence, Diana's unexpected meeting with Logan reveals an explanation for the former, that comes as a comment in passing. The realisation, if it is dawn on these two loved characters, builds a wanted expectation in reader enjoyment. The whole closeness breeds fondness whether actively intended or not, is a mechanism you can't help but approve of as you see Diana struggle with developments. Its never wise to kick a gift-horse in the mouth, regardless of whether you know what its bestowing or not.
Just as the interactions between the sisters draw readers in so too does the bi-play created between Alec and Diana. His intellectual curiosity is second only to his boyish good looks and wonder. Diana has created a fire around her soul to burn off any residue from the sorts she pursues. The byproduct of this is of course the heat that melts any possible contenders for affection. From the moment she blazes into the coven's mansion, walking in a halo from the flames beneath the mantle, Alec is struck by an avenging angel. Despite her long and varied efforts to put him off, his curiosity and scholarly study turn to affection right before his nose. Hardly a damsel, let alone one in distress, Diana draws out the loving affection and protector's instinct he's denied for the past fifty to sixty years. Despite Diana being able to protect both him and her, Alec can do nothing but feel the need nonetheless. Slowly his astute resolve turns the constant array of frowns and groans to smiles and flutters. The comedy of errors and the slowly growing bond provide many a humourous moment. Bringing smiles to readers faces, as the same are down behind each other's backs.
People that change the balance earn for themselves a mark. Just like another kind of mark, all that's needed for those is the right kind of assassin. Marks are extinguished everyday, and whilst some marks are worst than others, so too can be the method of extinction. The Mother's elementals have an important role, but saddest too is that it may come too late. Having written the covenant to maintain the balance, Mother usually notifies her assassins when things aren't going well. Of late this notice has been getting later and later, until finally it happens that no notice comes at all. History has shown this is not unprecedented, but history has marked those as the times of greatest suffering for all. Is this just a case of Mother being absentminded, enthralled in the constant suffering that's increasing amongst the races? Or is Mother preparing to slumber once again? If not for the whispers for Air to have heard on the wind, this latest attrocity would have skipped Fire's notice, and then there'd have been no assassin to collect these latest marks.
Serial killers, witches, vampires, weres, deities, black magic, elementals, the list goes on. Action, suspense, humour, intrigue, and many another adjective could be added to the list. A hard-shelled heroine with power in trumphs and spades combines for the first time in her hunting career with a scholarly, loyal and principled vamp; so as to get a job increasingly weighing her down done. The economy of words keeps the pace running smoothly as minutes reading quickly turn to hours. Clues and hints mark the direction of the plot, and as one duo get their lives in order the series works on to introduce the next heroine to come. Powerful magic and well developed lore keep the fantastical as natural as it could become. The mystery and the hunt captivate the mind while the emotional distress and small joys endear you to the lives the series will lead. An outstanding elemental urban fantasy that if you like to think whilst delving into a world of possibility then this is the right mix for you. Fire is a rewarding read and The Elementals series is already wrought with satisfaction, can't wait to get stuck into Air. The little pocket rocket only introduced herein already shows a potential to make the series soar.