"Do you hurt anywhere else?" His question seemed to inspire my whole body to ache on cue. "Everywhere else." "I'm not shocked you hurt all over you took a pretty hard fall there. Just stay here while I make sure it's safe to go out, k?" he insisted. "No argument here," I agreed weakly.He shined the light around illuminating what was a small janitor's closet. It consisted of four gray concrete walls and four very sturdy shelves on each of the walls. The room was in disarray because of our hasty entry into it otherwise it looked highly organized. I was shocked to find the metal door had been no more than five feet in front of us this whole time. With the stealth of a spy, he crept up to the door. Although his cautions seemed unwarranted since I wasn't sure anything on the other side of the door could hear in, I understood the concern. He slowly grabbed the handle like it was a snake about to strike then looked back at me, silently asking me if I was ready. Catching sight of a hammer
Bang! I awoke with a cry and my heart jumped into my throat. Instinctively, I tried to throw my hands up to protect myself. The shriek of fear changed to one of agony as the pain ripped through my body with a vengeance.Once reality came back to me, I found myself gripping my shoulder trying to stabilize it so the sharp throb would return to the dull ache I was getting used to.But it was the searing stab in my chest that hit me every morning when I woke up that I wasn't sure I would ever get used to. It had been weeks since I had seen my husband and it would be longer by the time this was over. Yet in the dream world I had seen him, I spoke to him, I touched him. In that world he had been real. I wanted to dive back into that illusion and scream at myself to hold him, keep him close, or better yet take him to the damned hospital. Even with what I know now, I felt the delusion trying to settle in. None of that would have help cure this virus and after all the fight I still would have
There was a tone in her voice that made me stiffen. I stared intently into her black eyes searching for a reason behind her ire. But I couldn't find anything not even a flash of the dark emotions that had laced her words. "No," I final answered her. "No, I'm fine. At least I'm fairly sure I am. I did take a hard fall, but as far as I could tell I just hurt my arm. Then again it's really dark in the storage room so… who knows." "Why are you in a storage room?" she asked. "We are hiding from some Eaters." "You and Craig?" she asked. Everything inside me stilled and I looked at her confused. "Yes, how'd you know?" She gave me a caustic look and waved a hand at herself. She seemed rather put out that I was questioning her Magic. "Ah," I murmured swallowing back the insult. "So, you split up and sent everyone ahead?"I nodded. "We needed supplies, so Craig and I went on a hunt. We planned on meeting back up on the other side of Albuquerque," I explained."That still doesn't expla
Craig troughed up to the end of the long off ramp. His heart was at the pit of his stomach and his hands were freezing from gripping Vicki's backpack. God, I hope they were lost or something and he'd never had to face them again. Especially, the boys. How was he going to explain everything to the boys? He thought for the millionth time. Out of everything he had seen, everything he had done in his life this was by far the hardest thing. He would rather study the entire nervous system again and recite it alphabetically then explain to those two little boys that he had let them down. Vicki was dead. He didn't know how or why. All he knew was that one moment she had been sleeping peacefully then the next… she wasn't breathing. A sob welled up in his throat as he thought of her lifeless body back in the storeroom. He had wanted to take her back with him, but he knew there was no way he could have been able to dodge the Eaters outside the door and carry her at the same time. So, he had c
Just before dusk my tired feet carried me to the row of warehouses that sat on the very edge of town. Tears pricked my eyes knowing I was close to finding my children. A worry doused my joy. What if that man had been lying? I paused and looked out over the darkening landscape. What would I do if I never find them? What would all this be worth if my children were lost to me? "Mommy?" I knew I would lose my mind eventually and now I had finally snapped. The need to hear their voice was so deep that I was now imagining it. I dropped to my knees and began to sob helplessly. When the tiny arms wrapped around my neck and squeezed the air out of my lungs, I still thought it was just an illusion. "Shh, Mommy. Don't cry, don't cry. You came back just like you said you would," whispered a tiny voice in my ear. "Mom!" came another equally sweet voice. "No! No!" I wailed. "You're not real!" "Yes, we are Mommy. Just open your eyes," said the soft voice again. Gradually I forced my eye
Cynthia stared at me viciously. I felt like a bug under a microscope or a butterfly she couldn't wait to pin to the board. I returned her venom with a calm cool look to show her she wasn't getting to me. Dismissing her I turned to Benjamin. "Are you sure about this?"He nodded without hesitation. "Let's do this."Erin echoed his sentiment with excitement telling us she was with us all the way.What the hell? At this point we really didn't have much left to lose."Are you crazy or just stupid?" Cynthia asked. I answered with a sweet smile. "Both." Then turned back to Erin. "We leave in an hour." Erin's grin was wider than the Grand Canyon as she nodded enthusiastically. We all got up and began to hurry and pack the bare minimum supplies we needed. As I passed by Cynthia, she grabbed my arm and stopped me. "You'll never succeed. You realize that right? This is going to fail, and you'll be stuck god knows where without a single shred of help," she growled. I yanked my arm out of he
We finally hit the edge of town two hours later. From there it was easy to see that this end of the freeway was no clearer than the other. I sighed heavily."This just doesn't get any easier, does it?" I asked rhetorically. As I expected no answer came, human or metaphysical. I just shook my head and continued forward with Marcus and Johnny practically glued to my sides. I lifted my arm around their shoulders not really caring that their shorter legs were slowing me down. They seemed as unwilling to let me out of their sight as I was to let them out of mine. Out of habit I glanced behind me to see where everyone was. Cynthia was meandering along behind watching our backs; although to be honest it looked like she was more muttering to herself than keeping a look out. Arm in arm Erin and Benjamin were walking together speaking to each other softly. It was a bittersweet sight that caused my heart to twist as images of Darren and I doing the same thing flittered through my brain. As
"Excuse me?" I said stunned. A look of perplexing worry moved across Herb's squinted face as if he couldn't decide if we were crazy or stupid. I, myself, no longer wondered if he was crazy or stupid. I knew to the depth of my soul this man was clinically insane. Cynthia was the first to come to her senses. "Who did you say you were?" "I'm Becky. Herb's daughter," he repeated. "I can understand how you'd get us confused. Mama always said we were exactly alike." "You have no idea," Cynthia smarted off. I jammed my elbow into her stomach causing her to snarl slightly at me in objection. "So, if you're Becky," I started out deciding to go along with him. "Where is Herb?" "He's out hunting, I guess," she said with an unconcerned shrug. "You don't find that odd?" Erin asked gently. "Find what odd?" Becky/Herb asked. Erin hesitated unsure how to explain it. We were all worried that they would go into a complete panic if it was brought to their attention. "The fact that he le
The sunlight shined through the gossamer curtains and hit my face. I awoke gently, blinking several times as my eyes tried to adjust to the light. As the window became clearer and clearer, I couldn't place it. I sat up trying to remember where I was. "Vicki?" said a deep voice from behind me. I turned and behind me were the sleep hazed eyes of my husband. Everything hit me at once and I began to shake. He wrapped me in his arms as he had done every morning since our return. We got back to that tiny shore side town to find Craig, Erin and Marcus had been waiting for us at the edge of the pier. They had greeted us like heroes, and I hadn't been able to stop holding Marcus or checking him over to make sure he was okay. Other than the rope burns he seemed physically okay. There was a haunting look in his eyes, but he refused to talk about what had happened while he had been an Eater. I had been forced to let it go after a while, but not before I made him promise to talk to me when
I laid the ruby on the ground and brought the solid rock down on it as hard as I could. The ruby shattered instantly and the shockwave from the power being released hurled me back to the ground again. A bolt of light shot to the sky and little lights sped out of it so fast that it looked like one light if you weren't as close to it as I was. Souls. I thought. Souls were being freed. They streamed at light speed towards the sky and as soon as they touched the storm they shot off in all directions. So many souls that the sky began to light up like it was noon instead of almost midnight. The roar of the souls leaving their prison was so loud you could hear it for miles. A loud scream from the circle snapped me out of the hypnotic state that the light show had put me in. She was beating against the field still, but this time it wasn't it anger it was in fear. "Let me out! Let me out! She's gonna kill me! Help! Help!" she screamed frantically. I jumped up to go help her, but Jenevive
Avamarie gradually stood up and wiped the blood off her mouth as she chuckled weakly. "You're right, Mother. You did teach me to duel, and I never did defeat you," she said softly. I watched her closely my gut telling me she was up to something. My gaze flew between the two women trying to figure out what was happening. Avamarie couldn't be giving up that easily. Jenevive was indeed enormously powerful, but it was becoming obvious that Avamarie was truly quite powerful in her own right. Movement behind Jenevive caught my eye. A large boulder that had come out of the ground began to quiver then slowly float up. I glanced over at Avamarie trying to see how she was doing it. One finger was lifting, but the hand was pressed so tightly to her side that from where Jenevive stood she wouldn't be able to see. "Look out!" I screamed. Jenevive spun around just in time to be plowed over by this boulder. She flew across the clearing until she landed brutally on the ground, bouncing once
"You had everything inside you to make it here. And look you did," she finished with glee.Her reasoning's were horrifyingly simple, terrifyingly easy. She used me plain and true, and I had made it so easy for her to manipulate me."If you hadn't meant for me to save the world, then why did you give me this stone that would save me and keep me safe?" I asked angrily throwing the shards from the stone at her feet.She bent over slowly and picked them up petting them tenderly as if they were the sweetest flower, she had ever seen. She looked down at them with a strange curiosity that held a tinge of regret in her eyes."I gave it to you so that you could bring it back here. I knew Mother would never give me this stone and it was the last piece I needed to complete the spell. A pure soul for sacrifice," she said softly. Then fury boiled up as she turned it on me. "But you! You, selfish bitch! You couldn't help yourself. You had to use it on every bleeding soul that you came across, didn'
In anger and disbelief, I confronted her. "NO! You're lying! It is you! You killed your own daughter! You sacrificed her to seal your pact with the Daemon!" I yelled at her. She dropped her head and I nodded at the acknowledgement of her guilt. "You're right. I killed my own daughter," she admitted despondently. I straighten my shoulders feeling justified in my anger. She was trying to mess with me to keep me from my goals. Well, she would have to try harder than that. By the end of the night, I was going to have my children back. "But not for the reason you think," she interrupted my thoughts. "And you have no reason to trust me, but I sacrificed her in hopes that I could save her before she finalized the pact with the Daemon. What I didn't know was that in doing so I, myself finished it. Because I took the last piece of good that was in her and sealed it in a stone known as the Black Star Sapphire." She pulled a necklace from under her dress and showed me a stone that was
The dusk was approaching harsh and rapidly when I dropped in front of a tree wasted. Panting, thirsty and starving. I was lost and had long ago ran out of will power to keep going. My body itself was refusing to keep walking. I had been coaching the exhausted lump of skin for the last few hours just trying to keep going and now my feet finally gave out on me leaving me sitting against the tree. The little nudge inside of me had grown into a constant tightness of the gut. I knew I was getting close and didn't want to give up. Looking around I tried to spot something anything that looked familiar to me. I pulled up the image that Avamarie had given me in my dream trying to find a clue. The cabin was desolate and run down. The area looked like a million other areas that were in the forest. The only thing that stood out was a few odd wooden wind chimes.Wait… wind chimes. Immediately I closed my eyes and tried to slow my breath so that my pounding heart didn't override every other soun
We waited until we were far away from the shore before beginning to bombard Gerard with questions. "How did you find us?" Was mine. "Why did you come back?" Benny asked viciously. Gerard raised an eyebrow at him. "You're welcome," he replied sarcastically. "Something told me that you guys needed me. So, I found the nearest non-crushed rig and following the carnage. You guys left a lot of banged up rigs behind." He gave a short chuckle as if he could see the image of the wreckage in his head. "Where is everyone else?" he asked changing the subject abruptly. Benjamin and I looked at each other hoping the other would tell the story not wanting to verbally rehash it. I couldn't think of Marcus laying tied to that bed thrashing around reaching for someone to try an ease the hunger inside of him. Just the thought of not wanting to think of it brought the image to mind and my breath left my body in a whoosh as if I had been struck in the gut. "I left him," I whispered heartbrokenl
The Eaters let out a scream rocking the walls then went straight for Craig and me. I tucked my head down around Marcus' shoulder waiting for the hands to grab me. Two loud thuds then nothing. My ears were ringing making it hard to hear anything more than the pounding of my heart over them. An eerie silence reached me when my ears finally opened again. Glancing over my shoulder into the room I found Benny standing there staring at us with a smoking gun in his hand. Erin stood next to him gripping his arm tightly and horror darkened both of their gazes. Marcus was making clicking noises in my ear and then I heard a response in my other ear. Panic consumed me as I struggled to get free realizing that Craig had been turned as well. Something slammed into the front door before any of us could make a move to free me. It slammed over and over again until we could all hear the wood on the door splintering. "Get him off her," Benjamin order Erin before booking it out of the room. Erin
"Let me take Marcus," Craig offered. I gave him a grateful look and traded him. Johnny jumped on me wrapping his little arms around my neck with a strangled grip and I felt the wet rain of his tears. My own silent answer fell from my face as I walked behind Craig watching him carry my screeching Soul Eater son in his arms. I felt like a failure, worse than I had when I thought I had lost the world to this epidemic. I had failed to keep my son's safe and now one had been turned. Benjamin opened the door as he saw us approaching. "Oh shit," he whispered. Erin popped out the door with a smile of greeting until she saw Marcus. "Oh, God! No!" she cried racing towards us. "Stop!" Benjamin demanded grabbing her to keep her away from us. She spun in his arms and hid her face against his chest sobbing. Craig pushed passed them and took Marcus to a little room in the back of the house. "What happened?" Benny demanded. I had to swallow several times before I could speak and even