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APOCALYPSE QUEEN: LEVEL UP OR DIE Five
It snowed all morning, softly, as if someone were being careful.By noon the gymnasium glowed. Rudy had wired evergreen boughs across the rafters, and Rosa's forced narcissus stood in coffee cans along every bench, small and white and impossible in the dead of December. At the far end, under the basketball hoop, stood the arch: pine posts, a crossbeam, a rope of ivy someone had coaxed through the winter. Mrs. Delaney had inspected it that morning and pronounced it "adequate," which from her was a standing ovation.I waited in the infirmary back room in the cream-colored dress, with Terra tugging a sleeve straight and Emily pressing a handful of flowers into my hand."Breathe," said Terra."I'm breathing.""You're counting."I was. I'd been counting the rafters. Forty-one. Then the people on the other side of the door, by the sound of them. Over a hundred. I made myself stop."Nobody out there's going to hurt you," said Terra."That's what I keep saying.""It's allowed to be true." She
APOCALYPSE QUEEN: LEVEL UP OR DIE The Night Before
Margaret the hen was wearing a new ribbon.It was white, tied in a neat bow around her neck, and she walked across the yard in the thin December light with the air of a bishop. Dutch crossed behind her, carrying a lantern and a small wooden box, and she fell in step at his heel like a bridesmaid."She heard," he said, when he saw me looking."Chickens don't hear things.""This one does." He held the box against his chest. "I've got to finish something, darlin'. Come by the workshop tonight, if you can't sleep.""I'm not supposed to see you before the wedding.""That's for the dress. Not the engineering."I let him go. Behind me, the compound hummed with the kind of noise I'd forgotten existed: hammers, laughter, someone arguing about the proper length for a table runner, someone else answering, "It's December, nobody's measuring." Smoke rose from every chimney. The gym doors stood open, and I could see Rudy up a ladder, wiring greenery across the rafters while Eli held the other end a
APOCALYPSE QUEEN: LEVEL UP OR DIE The Cell
Chapter 169: The CellMrs. Delaney took my measurements on a Monday, in the pantry, with a cloth tape and the grim efficiency of a woman defusing a bomb."Arms up.""I don't see why...""Sovereign, you have survived the end of the world, and you are about to be married in a gymnasium. Arms up."I put my arms up. She wrote numbers on her clipboard with her pencil behind her ear, muttering fractions. Behind her, Pip and Lily sat on a flour barrel pretending not to listen, and failing completely."Are you going to wear the boots?" Pip asked."Probably.""Can I wear boots?""Everyone's wearing boots," said Mrs. Delaney. "It's December. This is Idaho." She tugged the tape tight around my ribs. "Breathe out."I breathed out, and I thought, very clearly: I have never been this happy, and I don't trust it.I think she saw it on my face, because she stopped, and the pencil went still against the clipboard."You'll want to go and see him," she said.I hadn't said a word about Hollis. "Why would
APOCALYPSE QUEEN: LEVEL UP OR DIE The Conspiracy
I knew something was wrong when Ronan lied to me about a sandwich."I already ate," he said, too quickly, setting down a plate he hadn't touched. He'd skipped lunch, a thing he had never once done in the history of our acquaintance. He stood in the war room doorway with his hands clasped behind his back like a man waiting to be inspected, his eyes fixed on a point two inches above my head."Ronan. Is something wrong?""No. Everything's fine." He cleared his throat. "I have to go. Patrol. A thing."He left. The gold text slid quietly across my vision.[NOTE: FOUR ASSOCIATES SHOWING ELEVATED HEART RATE IN PRESENCE OF HOST. NON-COMBAT. PROBABLE CAUSE: CONSPIRACY.]"Don't," I said.[Do you wish to know the details?]"No. I do not wish to know the details."[Understood.]It had been like this for a week. Dutch kept vanishing into his new workshop and emerging with grease on his cheek and an expression of tremendous innocence. Tristan said "Hi, Boss!" in a voice slightly too bright, then wa
APOCALYPSE QUEEN: LEVEL UP OR DIE Five Chairs
Winter came to Apex the way a held breath finally leaves the body: all at once, and then slowly.For three weeks after the vote, the snow fell in small dry flakes and melted on the stones. Then one night in the second week of November it came down in earnest, a thick, silent, windless fall that buried the drive and the garden and the long row of graves under a foot of white. By morning the whole valley looked like a held note. Smoke rose straight up from every chimney. The children went mad with joy, and Eli was found at dawn lying on his back in the yard with his arms spread, making an angel that he insisted was a calculation.It was a Sunday.We'd kept the rule. Every week, no politics, no exceptions, one night of dinner with the whole compound. Afterward, once the long tables were cleared and the sleepy children carried off to bed, the five of us climbed the stairs to the war room, where Dutch had built a fire in the old iron stove and someone had dragged in five mismatched chairs.
APOCALYPSE QUEEN: LEVEL UP OR DIE The Vote
We held the council at noon, with the seeds still stacked in the corner under their quilts.It was the same room where we'd voted on the fourteen, and on Jason's sentence, and on the first night's terrible arithmetic. But it felt different now. The air smelled of smoke. Nobody sat on the benches. They stood, shoulder to shoulder, all of them, Apex's old circle and Riverside's nineteen and the eleven who'd come later and the probationers who'd carried buckets, and the ones who'd stood for hours in the cold watching the fire to be sure it was out.I stood at the front where I always stood."Here is what happened last night," I said. "Hollis sent eighteen people to take this compound. He sent two more inside it, to burn our pantry. Nobody on our side died. Two of ours were hurt. Of his, nine are dead or dying, and eleven are in our custody." I let the number settle. "I'll learn their names, as I learned the first ten. I'd like it recorded that they had them."A low murmur. Somewhere in t
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