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Thin air

Кейн Рэйчел

“Hey,” said a new voice. I opened my eyes, or some part of me did; I could tell that my actual, physical eyes were still closed tight.

But part of me was somewhere else entirely. In another reality.

“Hey,” I replied blankly. I felt like I should know the man who was sitting across from me-there was definitely something familiar about him. Tall, lean, athletic; a little bit like Lewis, but more compact and certainly just as dangerous, if not more so. A graying brush of light brown hair cut aggressively short. A face that seemed harsh one moment, and amused the next. When he smiled, it seemed kind, but also mocking.

“You don’t know me,” he said. “My name’s Jonathan.”

“Um…hi?” It felt like the real world, but somehow, I knew it wasn’t. Illusion, most definitely. So what was this guy? He smiled even wider, not giving me a clue.

“We don’t have a lot of time for this little drop-in, so I’m going to be brief. You just acquired some skills that you’re not ready for. Wasn’t my choice, but hey, done is done.” He shrugged. “You’re going to need them, no doubt about that, but your adjustment’s going to be a little rocky. Just thought somebody should warn you.”

“Who are you?”

He laughed. Chuckled, really. “Used to be a lot of things. Human, then Dji

This made no sense. It had to be a dream. I was sitting on a couch in a living room-stone fireplace, clean lines, masculine furniture. Warm throw rugs on the wood floor. A big picture window overlooking a field of nodding yellow sunflowers in full bloom, which was wrong, wasn’t it? It should have been fall at least, or full winter. But here…here, it was summer. Bright, cloudless summer.

“Stay with me, Joa

“What?” I asked.

“What’s happening to you has never happened before. Never. That’s a big word, in my world-it was big enough to make a whole lot of forces pay attention. David’s right to look for Ashan, but you’re going to have to do your part, too. If you screw this thing up, I can’t help you. Nobody can.”

“Could you be a little less vague?”

“Yeah,” he said. He leaned back on the leather sofa to take a pull on the beer in his hand. Cold, frosty beer. It made me thirsty, and I didn’t even know if I liked beer. “Do not, under any circumstances, think about throwing your life away. If you die-if you let her kill you-you have no idea what kind of hell will come calling.”

“So that’s your big message? Stay alive?” I felt like pounding my head against the wall, only I wasn’t sure the wall was real enough. “Great. Great advice.”

“Hey, don’t blame me. Most people wouldn’t have to be told, but you? You seem to want to martyr up when you lose a quarter in the soda machine.”

I didn’t know Jonathan, but I wasn’t liking him much. “Fu

“Not really, because it’s true. My job is to take the long view, kid. And right now, the long view is that you need to be selfish and stay alive. Got it?”

I didn’t, and he could see it. He shook his head, tipped the bottle up and drained it dry.

“Crap, you really are always a pain in my ass, Joa

“I-what? No! I’m not-” But I was. Lewis had said as much. Even David had hinted around at it. Which of course made me defensive. “David’s free to do whatever he needs to do. I’m not stopping him. I never asked for any of this!”

Jonathan looked amused. Impatient, but amused. “Don’t whine to me about it. I have nothing to do with it, not anymore. I’m just here to tell you to use your head for once.”

Which had the effect of completely pissing me off, even though I was pretty sure he was supernatural, powerful, and could crush me like a bug if he wanted. And besides, hadn’t David said he was dead? I was pretty sure.

So of course I blurted out, “Great. You told me. If you don’t have anything better than that to offer, butt the hell out!”

Jonathan’s dark eyes met mine, and they weren’t human eyes. Not at all. Not even close. I was pretty sure that even the Dji

“I will,” he said. “Too bad. If you’d been a little bit more on the ball, you could have avoided all the heartbreak that’s coming.”

And then he opened his hand, dropped his bottle to the floor, and it shattered. The noise became a tone, a steady, ringing tone that grew in my ears until it was a shriek, and I jackknifed forward in my chair, hands pressed to my ears…

And then I was in the waiting room of the Wardens Health Institute Extension 12, gasping for breath, and there was no sound at all.

Until Marion put her wheelchair in gear and backed up a couple of feet. Fast. I looked up. She was staring at me, and her expression was distraught. “Oh,” she said faintly. “I see. I think I understand.”

“Understand what?” Something inside my head hurt, badly. I clenched my teeth against the pain and pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to massage it out. “What did you do to me? Who was that?”

She avoided that by simply wheeling the chair around and leaving me. I tried to get up, but I felt unexpectedly weak and strange.

A blanket settled warm over me. Lewis, my hero. “Stay there,” he said, and pressed a hand on my shoulder for a second before going after Marion. They talked in low tones on the far side of the room, careful to keep it under my radar. I didn’t really care at the moment. Pain has a way of making you selfish that way, and this headache was a killer.

When they came back, Lewis looked as grim and strained as Marion. Which surely couldn’t be a good thing. He stopped, but Marion continued forward, almost within touching range, and her dark almond-shaped eyes assessed me with ruthless purpose.

“How long have you had Earth powers?” she asked. I blinked.

“I don’t know what you-”

“Don’t,” she interrupted. “When did you first feel them emerge? Be specific.”

“I can’t! I don’t know! Look, I barely understand any of this, and-”

She reached out and put her hand on my head, and this time it wasn’t a gentle, healing touch. It was a fast, brutal search, like someone rifling through my head, and I automatically slammed the door on it.

Whatever I did, it knocked her back in her chair, gasping.

“She’s strong,” Marion said to Lewis. “But this didn’t come naturally. Somebody put it in her.”

“I figured that. Who? How?”

“I don’t know.” Marion visibly steeled herself. “I’ll try to find out.” They were both acting like I wasn’t even there. Like I didn’t have any choice in the matter.