Lost Time by M C Ashley

Author:M C Ashley [Ashley, M C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Christian Ashley
Published: 2019-03-06T22:00:00+00:00

“Too late,” I said. “We’re going to Vice City.”

Chapter 13

My first obstacle to this plan would be Mara. I needed to convince her that my idea was passable. However, I never got the chance to talk to her for a day, because Zea forced me to rest, which even I could see the merit in doing.

It was such an odd idea originally, though. Normally I would have sustained myself by collecting energy from my surroundings, enabling me to go for days on end without rest. I suppose Zea must have known this, seeing as she had the same powerful condition as I did and wanted me to not use it recklessly. Then again, she must have trained herself extensively not to, as anyone searching for such energy expenditure in the supernatural aether would be able to locate the person doing so quite easily. Given that I had caused a huge ruckus several times over in the past couple of days, I imagined that it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility for someone to be searching for my spiritual signal. So, I decided to do as I was told.

I had to get used to that idea. Sure, there had always been some bureaucracy during my time in the Forum, but I’d never really dealt with repercussions for my more outgoing take on the job. I’d never really dwelt on the idea before, but the fact that both of my parents had been on the High Court had gotten me out of a lot of trouble.

Now I had no one to bail me out if I screwed up.

So, swallowing my pride, I had gone to sleep, dreaming nothing, a rare blessing for the Christened.

When I had woken up, my body had healed immensely. This was nothing new. Cellular regeneration was a heck of a perk.

I chose to wait before I talked to Mara. I needed time to think. I needed time to reinvent myself. So, I walked through the Silver Fortress, taking time to speak with the refugees, making sure that they were okay. Their stories hurt my heart immensely—this world was broken. There were no stabilizing nations around to help anyone out and no Sentinels or Psionics willing to protect others, with most falling into darker habits, using their power to control others instead. America was just the Free-Zone now, a decaying entity without a chance of solving anything. Europe had gone dark. Rumors said that Japan and several island nations were rebuilding themselves as a powerhouse. Israel had been silent for over seventy years. The most popular rumor was that they had erected a huge wall around the pre-1967 borders and wanted nothing to do with anyone else.

The refugees had dealt with powerful monsters and wizards for every waking moment of their lives. This never should have happened. It was our job to stop this from happening. Now we were gone, dead for a hundred years.

Why hadn’t we prepared better? Why hadn’t we cared enough?

“You worry too much about that which you cannot change,” Mara said.

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