MARCH IN ATLANTIS by Alyssa Day

Author:Alyssa Day
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Holliday Publishing

Nobody ever told you that time and light and sound crystallized into iridescent shards when somebody threw a bomb at you.

Savannah's options ran through her head in a split-second. There was no time to get the children out. She could throw herself on the bomb, which had stopped at her feet, but would that be enough? Or would the force of the bomb turn her bones into shrapnel that would kill everyone in the blast radius?

She'd gladly make the sacrifice to save these children--to save Jake, who was staring at her with so much love and despair in his eyes that her heart was breaking. Another wave of fever blistered through her, and Savannah instinctively started to fight it, to hold off the Transition again, but then—in that very moment--the best option of all snapped into her mind, fully formed.

Savannah Hastings might not be able to do enough about that bomb, but a falcon could grab it and carry it through the window and out over the river.

Jake started toward her, but his leg gave out, and he fell to the floor. She realized his pants leg was dark with blood. He must've been shot, oh, no, oh, please, God, no. If she did this and then he died, anyway… He tried to pull himself up again, but there was no time.

No time to be rescued.

Only time to be the rescuer.

She looked at the children, some running out of the room and some sitting on the floor crying, and suddenly there was no decision to be made. She had no choice.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes and focused. She didn't know what she was doing, but surely if the Transition knew she welcomed it, it would come to her.

Please, please. Take me and let me save these children, she prayed, hoping that whatever gods the shifters worshipped were listening to her. I'm ready. Make me a bird, already!

A volcanic blast of heat slammed into her, threatening to melt her flash and turn her bones to ash. She cried out and fell to the floor, and then she crawled over to the bomb, which now read 45, 44, 43…and fell on it. If the Transition didn't work, if she couldn't shift, then this would be her final attempt.

Distantly, she heard Jake scream her name, but it was too late. Pain like she'd never felt before wrenched at her bones and threatened to rip her joints apart. Her legs ached like giant monsters were shattering them with hammers.

It wasn't going to work. She was going to be one of the majority--one of the ones who died.

I tried, Jake. At least I tried.

She tried to call his name, tears streaming down her face, but the only sound she managed to make was a wild screech. Her eyes flew open, and she looked down at her feathered body.

Her feathered body.

It worked!

Please, God please let this body know how to fly.

She ripped the front of her shirt open with her talons – she had talons – and snatched the bomb with one of her new feet.

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