Powerless by S.A. McAuley

Author:S.A. McAuley [McAuley, S.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2014-11-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

I was violent death reawakened from months-long slumber.

My body was stronger than I remembered and I wondered if Feliu had made more genetmods to me while I was asleep. I didn’t care if he had.

The training Neveed tried to put me through after I woke up was time wasted. I ravaged every sparring partner they set on me. I shredded every target they placed in front of me, no matter the distance.

So I set out on the hunt for the remaining nine Committee members.

I was a finely tuned weapon. A sword that had been thrown into the fire decades ago and was only now refined to a sharpness that couldn’t be blunted. I was unerringly balanced. My emotions existed solely to stoke that fire and forge me into something more resilient. Unbreakable.

Priyessa would have been proud.

It wasn’t just that my body was strong. I wasn’t afraid to feel. To live with my emotions, study them, breathe with them, and understand how they connected me to something greater than physical power.

My mind wasn’t just clear, it was crystalline. A prism of colours and sights that spun in front of me and I could follow every facet, every shining movement. I used it all to drive me forward in the hunt, manipulating the most powerful to bring them to their knees and beg for mercy.

Mercy that I didn’t give.

I was that bullet.

I was that knife.

And I was bound to nothing but my desire to see them all dead.

That they were all using the new shields was of no consequence. I gutted them, snapped their necks, fighting through bodyguards while Chen disarmed what should have been impenetrable security systems.

I took my aggression out on the Committee members as I took them out one by one, then fucked my hand to the memory of Armise until I couldn’t think.

Blood and lust. A haze I didn’t want to break free from.

I lost myself in the echo of that decimated stadium. The image of Sarai’s head blowing open haunted me. If I couldn’t protect the innocents in this war then I’d failed.

But no matter how viciously I tortured them or how many family members I threatened, no matter how many of them went screaming into their deaths, I couldn’t get any closer to Ahriman.

Or to the wraith that was Armise Darcan.

I’d never been more aware of my own vulnerability than I was with each life that I ended. With each country I stormed into and tore apart, I sought out the ripples my presence caused, the vast reach and layered consequences that occurred with each kill. I’d always known there was an aftermath, but I’d never cared enough to see what it entailed. I lingered after each kill, telling the President it was because I hoped to catch some of the leadership unaware and unprepared. But it was my curiosity that kept me hidden for days longer than I should have remained anywhere.

I was joined by nameless operatives when another set of hands was needed. But it was always me that delivered the fatal blow.

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