Everworld 11 - Mystify The Magician by Applegate K. A

Author:Applegate, K. A.
Language: eng
Format: epub

XV

Senna had recruited us into this madness, she'd chosen us and hijacked us into Everworld to work for her. She'd picked David to be her champion. She'd picked Jalil to be her brains.

She'd brought me along to keep the group from ever jelling and coming together. And she'd brought April because Senna is a sadistic bitch and wanted to pay April back for... for being a nice, normal, decent girl, I guess.

But now we weren't working for Senna. We were working against her. David's crazy-generalissimo thing was working against her. And so was Jalil's twisted-Spock thing. And April had turned out to be a lot tougher than Senna had thought.

As for me, I was no hero, never had been. But I wasn't the same guy I had been on that fateful day when Fenrir dragged us all into the deep end of the pool with no water wings. I still see the world as more funny than tragic, I still like a drink, I still admire a babe, I'm still not the ratcheted sphincter that David is.

But I wasn't ready to play the screw-up anymore.

Keith was my problem, at least to some extent. I wasn't the reason why Senna recruited him, at least I didn't think so: It's just that Keith is registered at the employment agency for the hopeless lava-brains. And yet, I'd had my own involvement with Keith. He'd thought I was like him. That was enough. He thought I was one of him, one of them, and, man, there are few things more disgusting than discovering that some seething little hate machine like Keith thinks of you as a brother.

Plus the little bastard had shot at me.

So I figured at some level Keith was my problem. Let David handle the universe, I'd take care of Keith.

I pitched in with everyone quickly, quickly outfitting Jalil's tank. And when David said we'd divide into two groups, one in the tank that would draw fire, and one that would cruise the roofs and upstairs windows, I said I'd do the tank.

Etain had no idea what was going on with the tank, I guess, but she saw David's expression, the gloomy “Been good to know you, dude” look he gave me. She knew I'd just volunteered to follow MacCool into the Celtic afterlife, so I had my moment of misty-eyed hero worship.

Had to ruin it, of course.

“The tank has a beer cooler, right?” I said.

A fairy came buzzing up the street with the news that the bad guys were at the gates of the village.

“How do they look?” David asked.

The fairy was taken aback by that question. He considered, his shrewd little face twisting into a grimace. “Drunk. I would take them for drunks.”

“Was the witch with them?” April asked. “Was Senna there?”

“Not that I could see,” the fairy answered carefully. He knew better than to trust his eyes when it came to witches.

“Well, let's do this,” David said. And then the cornball grabbed my hand in a manly grip and gave it a manly shake.

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