Babylon 5 18 - Techno-Mages 03 - Invoking Darkness (Cavelos, Jeanne) by Jeanne Invoking Darkness by Cavelos

Author:Jeanne Invoking Darkness by Cavelos [Invoking Darkness by Cavelos, Jeanne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-01-27T08:50:10.892636+00:00

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"You need to get on the ship now," Galen said.

Alwyn's bloodshot eyes squinted, struggling to focus. With an arm over Galen's shoulders, he still wavered, occasionally lurching to one side or the other.

Galen anxiously scanned the customs area. At this late hour, only a few knots of people awaited departures or arrivals.

Morden himself had returned to his room after the confrontation. He or his agents, though, were sure to show up soon. Morden would want to find the man who had called him a murderer. Whether Morden knew that man was a mage, Galen wasn't sure. If Morden did know, he'd be eager to learn that mage's identity.

Galen had invaded the Command and Control database and secured a departure time for Alwyn just thirty minutes after his meeting with Morden. Galen had to get Alwyn away, had to put his plan into motion. He hoped that if he killed Morden and his companions quickly enough, the Shadows might believe everything the responsibility of one mage: him. If not, if they discovered that Alecto was Alwyn, they would hunt him down on Regula 4 and destroy both him and his place.

Galen turned to G'Leel, who stood nearby with their suitcases, and spoke in a low voice.

"He must not be Thomas Alecto again. Nor should you be G'Leel."

Her red gaze was fixed on him. Alwyn squeezed him and stumbled.

"You have to come with us, Galen,"

"Guy," Galen reminded him softly, trying to disentangle himself from Alwyn.

G'Leel hooked Alwyn's free arm over her shoulders and pulled him toward the security checkpoint.

"Let's go, Mr. Alecto."

"Time to go," Galen said.

Alwyn grabbed him by the jacket, half fell against him with a blast of two-hundred-proof breath.

"Come with us. We need your help."

"I have to finish here. You have to leave."

Alwyn bowed his head against Galen's chest.

"I don't want to go back there."

Galen looked to G'Leel, who shrugged.

"It's not home without her. Just a tomb of memories."

"You must take joy in the memories. She would want that."

Alwyn looked up at him, eyes glistening with tears.

"Is that what you do?"

"Yes."

Alwyn nodded. Apparently he was drunk enough to believe it.

"All right."

He straightened, maintaining his hold on Galen.

"I wanted to take you as a second apprentice, you know. After your father died."

"I know," Galen said.

"When you've finished your task, will you stop to say good-bye?"

"If I am able, I will come to you."

Alwyn smoothed his jacket.

"We won't argue. I promise."

"We won't argue."

Galen took hold of his arm, and with G'Leel steered him toward the checkpoint. They stopped before the security guard, and Galen presented Alwyn's identicard. Alwyn stumbled, and at the guard's look, Galen said,

"Afraid of flying."

The guard made a disgusted sound.

"Does he realize we're on a space station here?"

He handed the identicard back to Alwyn, who promptly dropped it.

"He's not the pilot, is he?"

Galen retrieved the card.

"No," G'Leel said.

"I am."

She handed her identification to the guard, and her eyes met Galen's. They stared at each other in silence. He hoped that, somehow, she would survive this war.

"There may be a way out you haven't thought of yet," she said.

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