Seer by Richard Denoncourt

Author:Richard Denoncourt [Denoncourt, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Self Land Publishing
Published: 2019-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

The timing could not have been more perfect.

Kovax wrung his hands in anticipation as he watched the largest fountain in Theus grow steadily closer. This was less than hour after he finished his call with Xanthus; any earlier and he might have missed it.

The boy was heading straight toward it. His mind was wide open. Milo was even calling to him in what appeared to be complete surrender.

“You did it, Papa,” Kofi said, admiring the fountain’s towering levels, the brilliant blue of its pouring energy.

“Yes, I did, didn’t I?”

It was finally happening. Soon, Milo Banks would reveal the secrets of his mind like a book opening itself to the exact page Kovax had been dying to read for months.

“Keep going,” he said soothingly. “That’s it. The answers lie in the fountain. Immerse yourself, boy.”

“Yes,” came Milo’s voice. “The answers…”

Kofi tugged at his father’s sleeve. Kovax ignored him.

The tug came again.

“What?” Kovax said through clenched teeth.

“What if it’s a trick?” Kofi asked.

Kovax brushed away the boy’s hand. “Keep quiet.”

At the edge of the fountain, just before the moment Kovax had been waiting for, Milo did something strange.

“No,” Kovax said. “What are you doing?”

The boy had turned away. Just like that, the fountain’s blue light disappeared, and Kovax found himself looking at a featureless building instead.

The view shifted, the building appearing to grow taller. It was just the boy changing his position.

“What is he doing?” Kofi said.

“I… I think he’s sitting down.”

Once situated, the boy lifted his hands and looked at them. Then he covered his eyes.

Darkness.

Sightwielder went black, and yet Kovax could sense his connection with the boy, stronger than ever.

Maybe too strong.

“Kovax,” Milo said, his youthful voice filling the lab. “I see you.”

The globe filled with color and shapes once more, only this time Kovax found himself staring into a mirror, at a curved reflection of himself.

“What is this?” he said.

It wasn’t a true mirror. Somehow, Kofi was visible at his side. Milo had reversed Sightwielder’s view. He had turned Kovax’s own eyes—his own consciousness—against him.

A foul trick. All along, this entire night had been a setup.

“Don’t turn off your sight machine,” Milo said, “or I’ll destroy it instantly. The explosion would kill you.”

Kovax froze. His right hand had been about to yank the needle from his other arm, but the boy was right; if he was somehow in control of Sightwielder, then overloading the power could cause an explosion.

Where in the hell had he learned to do that?

“Mentalism,” Kovax said, letting his arms drop in defeat. “You’ve been studying the ways of the monks. But how…”

“I’m a quick learner,” Milo said.

Kovax couldn’t see the boy, but he imagined a smile thinning his lips. The bastard. The little, snot-nosed bastard.

A shadowy figure emerged behind Kovax.

He spun around but saw no one in the lab with him (except Kofi, who stood openmouthed at his side). Stunned, Kovax turned once more to the globe, already aware of what he would find there, and whom he would see.

Milo Banks—or at least a

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