ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT: Waves IV

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT: Waves IV

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Up. Go up.

Alden didnt know for sure what was coming or if it would even reach him. He had no idea if now was the right time to abandon his horizontal evacuation in favor of a vertical one.

The only place he was sure would be safe was the interior of a flyer that was currently bound for South America. In the absence of that vehicle, and with his public school education having failed to prepare him to escape from oceanic anomalies caused by magical contaminants, he was going to have to go with Plan C. For caveman.

Big scary sound is getting louder. Hide from it.

He increased his speed and hustled back the way hed just come from, jogging past a row of oddly gothic-looking townhouses. As he hurried across the next street, flashing pedestrian warning lights automatically switched on, bathing the crosswalk yellow.

One of the safest-looking buildings hed seen since he left The Span was on the corner.

A stretch of concrete wall, painted white, led him to a door that had seemed appealingly sturdy when he passed it earlier. It was a tall, wide rectangle designed to look like a jigsaw puzzle made of colored pieces of metal. Some of them had slightly different elevations, giving the door a textured appearance.

Now that I want to get in, it looks too damn sturdy.

Alden had a couple of sketchy ideas about how he would break and enter, but hed much rather it just be unlocked. If I cant get this opened, I just break into one of the houses instead. Thats all there is to do.

The roaring still filled his ears. He couldnt tell if it was growing anymore, but it was way too loud for his liking.

This cant be good. Either some Avowed is using really heavy-duty magic, or the ocean is eating things oceans shouldnt eat.

He thrust his hand toward the extra large puzzle piece that served as a knob. Nothing happened when he turned it in either direction.

Dont panic. Just try

Hi there! Bienvenue!

Ack! Alden took a step back and clutched Zeridee with both arms as a smiling cartoon seal animation suddenly appeared on the wall by the door.

It waved a flipper at him. Welcome to Apogee Artist Spaces! You can use your studio 24/7. Just input your personal puzzle code to gain entry.

What the heck does a talking seal have to do with anything?

I dont have a code, Alden said quickly, staring the seal in the eyes. But its an emergency. Could you open the door?

The seal giggled and performed a swimming back flip. Art is fun!

Crap.

Youre not equipped to respond, are you? Im talking to pixels.

It clapped its flippers. You can rent our studios by the month! We even have boom rooms! Just call Kimmy T

Alden tuned it out and carefully adjusted his grip on Zeridee, trying to make sure he was holding her in a way that wouldnt hurt.

Shes been stabbed. However you hold her is going to hurt. Just try to talk to her fast.

He let the preservation fall from the assistant for the first time since hed lifted her.

Zeridee didnt make a sound, but the sudden re-animation of her features turned the illusion of peaceful sleep into something more pained. Her eyes opened.

Youre all right, Alden said in Artonan, trying to enunciate. Im all right. I need to open a door. I think if I use my skill on the door for a second, it might open. Can I have this door?

She stared at him with one eye. The other was pointing straight up. Blood from her head injury was trickling down toward her ear.

Some of the doors in the residence are expensive, she whispered. Why do you want them?

Alden swallowed. Stay calm. Act sane. Dont freak her out.

Were not in the ambassadors residence. Im taking us both to a place that I think is safe. This is another door. You dont mind me using my skill on it, do you?

Those men are sleeping.

Im glad they are. May I have this door? Or even just the knob?

Why?

More warm blood was slicking his hands.

Shit. I cant do this to her. One more try. Then we re-preserve her.

If I use my skill on this door, it might open. I hope it leads to a safe place. May I?

Yes.

Great!

Alden Ryeh-bt, Im sorry, she said. I shouldnt have allowed you

He slapped his hand to the puzzle knob, attempting to activate preservation on both Zeridee and the door simultaneously. Her words were cut off in an instant.

As for the door

There was no way Alden could actually preserve it while it was attached to its frame. Maybe with a lot of mental gymnastics that he didnt have time for, he could convince himself the building was an enemy trying to assault the door or something. But for now, he was just hoping that his intent to take the object into his keeping would be clear enough that the skill would still count it as his.

Tag, puzzle door. Youre under my care now even if you havent gotten the full preserve.

Beneath his feet, a subtle vibration ran through the pavement. Thathad to be really bad.

Get inside. Get up high, he told himself as he frantically searched the door, looking for enchantments.

There was a better than fifty percent chance, in his opinion, of the door being some kind of Wrightmade magical artwork. The alternative was it being regular tech.

If it was magical artwork, there should be some enchanted components involved.

He didnt see anything at first, and he almost jumped right to his backup plantrying to use his skill on just the doorknob over and over to see if he could interrupt an imagined electric locking mechanism. But then his own heavy breathing and the feel of his bloody, sweaty palm slipping against the knob made him reconsider.

Enchantments might be there. You might just be in the wrong headspace to see them. You need to take a little bit of time and look harder.

The sensitivity part of the defogging package hed chosen to enhance The Bearer of All Burdens with during his last affixation wasnt one hed had all that much opportunity to train. He was a pro at seeing enchantments on NesiCards when he was calm and focused, but that didnt mean he could take it for granted that he was picking up on everything there was to see about this door.

Give it just sixty seconds. Sixty seconds of focus.

The ground was still vibrating.

Ignore it.

Alden tried to make his next breath slow and steady. He pressed his hand to the knob harder.

Okay. Youve been entrusted to me. All of you. What does all of you include? What are you besides just a door?

He asserted his skill as much as he could while he stared at the entrance, not trying to use anyparticular feature of his bound authority, just aligning himself with his affixation a little more. He was only capable of giving the process a measly fraction of his attention; it was nothing compared to the effort hed dedicated to aligning himself the other night, when hed spent ages contemplating his targeting ability and making peace with himself so that he could find the mug of soup Haoyu had hidden.

But to his surprise and relief, even a little effort made a difference here.

He trailed off because he didnt know what he thought. From up here, he could see another blocky multi-story building in the direction they needed to go in. Several minutes of his fastest carrying-an-adult-Artonan pace, by his reckoning.

I could do jog-rest-jog. Keep moving out of the evacuation zone, stop every time I hit a concrete building at least a few stories tall for a breather and head upstairs to check out the landscape.

Doing it that way sounded like some sort of plan.

I think it makes sense. I dont want to get in a situation again where Im down at street level with no idea whats going on up ahead or behind me, so heading up high to do periodic checks is good. Dont want to run toward a patch where all the lights have gone out, right?

The plan came with new worries.

If the power goes out everywhere Im not going to be able to see anything.

What if the next building I aim for has a door like a bank vault?

What if the next time I try to talk to Zeridee, the blood loss finally gets her, and she faints?

Yep, he said aloud, deliberately ignoring his own inner questioner. Its a good plan. I think a short rest and regroup while I try to figure out what the noise and vibration is doing out there is the right choice. Ill do something about my fucked up toes and try to fix the straps on this Canadian mans sandals. Oh, and lets find ourselves some light switches!

Inspired by Instructor Kleins technique on the bridge earlier, Alden had an idea to make the gallery lights flash an SOS by flicking a switch over and over. He was foiled by technological advancement. Instead of switches, there was only a lighting control panel accessed via the screen by the elevator.

Listen, you dumb seal, he said, poking the happy animal in the forehead. You and I both know that theres no reason to password protect the lights! Youre just afraid Im going to get a good look at some of the freakier statues hiding in the shadows!

He abandoned the project since it was cutting into his self-imposed rest and regroup plan and went to sit down.

The only seats in the room were translucent acrylic benches lining the windows on two sides. He took a corner one so that he could prop his back against the wall and still see out, facing in the direction he planned to head.

He spent a couple of minutes adjusting his shoes, fighting his way out of the ponchobecause it was getting messed up anyway and he was hotand getting himself situated on the bench in as comfortable a position as he could find with a whole other person resting on him.

Okay, he said at last. Ive got to be totally honest, Zeridee. I wish you werent hurt, but Im glad you cant see me now.

Playing a game of the floor is lava for the person Im holding while he tried to adjust his clothing and take care of his own injured foot was inelegant to say the least.

Now I sit here and I watch and I make decisions. Calmly.

Yeah, right.

He was already fidgeting even though he was finally getting the chance to sit, just because not running felt wrong.

The roaring seemed to have diminished. He stared out, trying to watch for changes in the cityscape.

People are up ahead.

The lights of downtown Apex were there, curving around the crescent, so close and so far at the same time. He hoped the guys were all right.

Theyre definitely more all right than me.

He pulled his attention back toward nearer destinations. The building hed mentally marked as his next stopping point was in view.

Well aim for it when we leave. I could take the stimulant injector there.

The label warned there was a possibility of sudden onset tiredness after it wore off, and he was leery about using it until he was just a little more sure that salvation was within reach.

For a while longer, he stared out, hoping to spot signs of life, signs of danger, and signs telling him where help might be.

I wanted this place to keep me safe.

He shifted Zeridees weight. The way hed positioned her was making one of his legs go numb.

Anesidora, I mean. Thats not all I wanted from it, but its probably the main thing. Chaos is supposed to stay out there, with you Artonans. Its not supposed to chase me to Earth.

Matadero was supposed to be nothinga blip that happened, and then he would hear about it on the news and forget it again. Like it had been every year of his life up until tonight.

I would like to file a complaint with the ambassador. As an Avowed, I expect safe and comfortable living conditions when Im off-duty. Its only fair. The demon cube should be moved to whatever place on Earth is as far from Anesidora as possible. So you guys just pull some wizards together, act all mighty like you did when you showed up eighty years ago, and tell the rest of the planet youre going to plonk it down somewhere else.

And if the cube cant be moved, you can plonk whatevers left of this place elsewhere instead.

He watched the dark place up ahead, wondering.

Hey, he said finally. You werent about to tell me to put you down, were you? Before I preserved you again. It sounded a little like you were.

He looked at the top of her head.

Dont do that to me, Zeridee. I know we only just met, but youre

She was kind. Shed been left behind at least partially for his sake. She was the sort of person who fretted over the safety of her human neighbors, and shed thrown her broken body at an Avowed who had tried to murder Alden.

And shed killed him.

You remind me too much of too many people who have been important in my life. Pieces of each of them.

Kibby, Hannah, Arjun Thomas, Thenn-ar.

If she asks me to put her down, and she seems to be having a lucid moment, I guess I have to do it.

But then what happens to us?

Please dont ask. Its really not heroic of me, said Alden. Youve made me care about you just that fast. I still see ways for us both to get out of this together, and as long as I see them, I dont want to find out what it feels like to leave you behind. Thats all.

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Back downstairs, Alden gave himself a last minute pep talk while he drank from a water cooler near the elevator.

Im up for a jog to get to the next building. Move forward steadily. If I think its about to get really dangerous, and Im three quarters of the way there, Ill keep going. If I havent made it that far, Ill turn back.

Hed decided three quarters of the distance should be his cut-off instead of half, since he didnt know what the exact situation with the other building would be. It might take him a few minutes to get inside, or he might discover it was impossible to break in and have to haul ass toward the next best thing.

This place had the advantage of being a known quantity. One with a door hed already broken.

He refilled his paper cup again, and the cooler released one giant blub as water poured from the tap.

He drank, crushed the cup, and dropped it into the trash.

He felt ready to move. Hed already washed the blood off his hands. Zeridee was slung across his back now, her braid wrapped around his chest and shoulders.

All right. Lets go. This isnt a Thegund-level tribulation. Just a bad night. It doesnt matter whether the Systems answering me or not. Im getting us both to safety within the hour.

Determined, driven, and focused on the journey ahead, he headed for the exit.

And froze at the sight of a pale-skinned, dark-haired man wearing nothing but a bright red swim brief.

His back was to Alden, and he was pulling open the puzzle door. He stepped out into the night. As the door swung shut, Alden saw him throw his arms out and stand on his bare tiptoes, head tipped back for a big inhale.

This is your night, Liam! he shouted to the street. This your time! Become more than

The door closed, cutting off the mans voice.

The damaged lock clicked a few times.

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