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Nathaniel
heard an echo in the psychic regions of his mind. He tested it again with
similar results. It was true that his connection to Deragon was wire thin.
However, his connection was still there and in an instant, the connection had
become muffled as if Deragon was underwater.
Angela
sat with the mayor, reassuring him that the terrorist group that held his child
was no match for Team Savant, but of course, this was of little assurance to
him. That was his child. Naturally, he was worried. In Nathaniel’s mind, it was still a
necessity. One best left to Angela who had greater skill in the area.
He
stared out the window at the metal dome. Beyond the dome were the red dunes of
mars. By his calculations, Deragon should have found the egg by now. The mayor
walked back and forth, barely the size of Nathaniel’s three-year old niece. His
bare feet almost as long as Nathaniel.
Nathaniel
could no longer watch him suffer. He stood up to join the mayor and his number
one. A sharp pain struck from the empty space and sent him to his knees. Angela
was by his side before the second wave hit.
“Nate!
What’s wrong?”
He
ran one-thousand scenarios in his head. How long did it take him? His mind was
fast but this was dizzying. He gathered himself. “Something is wrong with
Deragon.”
“Is
he dead?”
“What
about my egg?”
Nathaniel
straightened. “I think when I find Deragon; I will find your egg.”
“So
he is still alive?”
“Yes,”
he said detecting a hint of regret in Angela’s body language. It was
understandable. The same individual who tried to end her and everyone she cared
about was literally a figment of Nathaniel’s imagination come to life.
The
mayor dropped to his hands and knees. “Savant, please just tell me where he is
and I will send our militia.”
“No.
Not yet. I am going to search for Deragon—“
“You
are not going alone.”
“I
am not going to be alone. I need your astral form as back—“
“No.”
“I
am given you an order.” He grabbed his head.
“And
I am completely ignoring your orders based on the fact that you are not fit for
duty.”
“I—I
am managing the pain.”
“Forget
it, Nathaniel. We don’t have time to fight. You
want to save Deragon, right? Either you stay and argue with me or you save the
big cat.”
He
was lucid enough to argue but realized that more important than saving Deragon
was—
“Plus
there is an egg that is scared right now. We have a better chance of saving it
together.”
Nathaniel
nodded and commanded his mind to manage the pain. “You are right.” He turned to
the mayor. “We need transportation.”
“We
have hovercrafts but they could be on the other side of the planet.”
“They
are not on the other side of the planet. The distance isn’t far from here at
all. The pain serves to help me pinpoint the location. We just need a ride.”
“Please
let me—“
Nathaniel
placed his hand on the Mayor’s shoulder. “Place a tracer on vehicle. Let us
find the place first. I don’t think that this was ever about your child, and
that increases the odds of your child being just fine.”
“If
you say so.”
***
The
two adventures placed on their harnesses and sped west of the city. More pain
came in crashing waves.
“You
said that this wasn’t about the Mayor’s kid,” Angela said. “Is this a trap?”
“Yes.”
“For
whom? Us or Deragon?”
“That
I don’t know.” Another sharp pain. He grabbed his head with his left and
pointed with his right. “That way.”
She
turned sharply. “So, we are going into this trap without a weapon. I take it
that you have an amazing plan?”
“Not
enough information to go on—stop!”
She
slammed the air brakes and the two of them jerked forward.
Nathaniel
released his harness and surveyed the area. “There is supposed to be a
settlement here.” He continued walking.
“Cloaking
device?”
“Yes.”
He reached his hand in the air and it rippled like water. “Come on.” He stepped
through. Before them was an abandoned town.”
“Security
kind of lax around here,” Angela said.
“This
is bad,” Nathaniel said. “They are expecting us.”
“So,
we are the target?”
“Yep.”
“Why
haven’t they jumped out and captured us.”
“Probably
assessing our weaponry.”
She
laughed. “That will be one short assessment.”
“Don’t
forget your IMA training. Our bodies and our environment are weapons.” They
walked down the center of the town. Quietly taking in the situation, Nathaniel
found what could pass for a bamboo staff, six feet in length. He found pebbles
of varying size and stuck them in his pocket. “You want the rocks are the
staff?”
“Neither.”
She grabbed an aluminum object shaped like a cricket bat. “This will do sooo
much damage.”
He
stepped into an opened building. A library of sorts. In the center was a
winding staircase that descended into darkness. “He is down there.”
“You
think that this is enough?” She held up her bat.
“Yeah, this and my U-phone.”
The End
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