Stolen by Cruz Melissa de La & Johnston Michael

Author:Cruz, Melissa de La & Johnston, Michael [Cruz, Melissa de La & Johnston, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult, Romance, Science Fiction, Paranormal
ISBN: 9780698171701
Amazon: B00INIXUB2
Goodreads: 21857793
Publisher: G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers
Published: 2014-11-18T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

NAT WAS RUNNING BEHIND FAIX WHEN she heard it—a low hum that echoed all around, the sound of engines, the dull churn of the waves. Over her shoulder she saw a second cruiser burst out of the mist and a flame shoot upward from its deck. They’d fired a rocket, and the gleaming missile was heading right for them.

Without hesitating, almost without thinking, she turned toward it and raised her hands as she had seen Faix do, and the missile exploded into the air all around her. She accepted its flames, accepted its destruction, took the heat into her body to join the fire inside her, and shattered it into a million molecules, so that it fell harmlessly around them like a rain of white light. Nat hadn’t yet learned how to shape the ether, but turning something into nothing—that she could do.

“You’re learning.” Faix smiled.

“Baby steps.” Nat acknowledged it with satisfaction, but their work wasn’t done. “Come on, Liannan’s voice is coming from down here,” she said, running to a door in the bulkhead. It was secured with a large wheel and she spun it, unwinding the hidden mechanism, the locks clicking open. But when she pulled on it, the door remained stuck, and she braced herself against the wall and pulled again.

The door ripped free from the bulkhead, hurtling through the air, crashing into the dark waters, splashing black filth in all directions.

Nat felt a certain grim satisfaction at her capacity for destruction. She had obliterated the missile and torn open the door. Whatever she was, she was good at breaking things, and she was proud of it.

Faix peered into the hole. Stairs spiraled down into the darkness.

Nat, Nat, Nat.

Nat slid down the stairs, Faix right behind. There were dozens of cells and prisoners clamoring for release; they had heard the sounds of gunshots, of battle, and worried they would be left to drown in the bottom of the ship.

Faix gestured with his hand and all the doors opened at once.

The pilgrims swarmed out, haggard and dirty, running up the stairs toward the lifeboats. “Liannan! Where are you? Liannan!” Nat called. She couldn’t hear the voice in her head anymore. “Liannan!”

“Nat!” A hand was pulling on her shirt.

She looked down.

“Brendon!”

“Nat!” he exclaimed joyfully. “You’re here! You’ve come to rescue us!”

She grinned. It was good to see her friend. Brendon was thinner, and his beard was ragged and filthy, but his eyes were shining brightly. She handed him a dagger from her boot and he accepted it gratefully. “Oh, you look lovely,” he said. “Is that leather? The craftsmanship is spectacular.” She thought only Brendon would notice what she was wearing at a time like this. Then she realized he was talking about the knife.

She had to smile. “Where’s Liannan? Isn’t she with you? Roark? Shakes? Wes?”

Brendon shook his head. “No, it’s just me. I don’t know where anyone is. Roark and I got separated a few days ago, and I haven’t seen Liannan in weeks.” His eyes grew wide when he saw Faix.

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