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Chapter Sixteen: The Weight of Getting Stronger
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Apocalypse My First Skill Was Immortality Chapter Thirty-Nine: What Death Leaves Behind
They found Jake in the yard at sunrise, still kneeling.He hadn't moved. The blanket Claire had laid over Rebecca had gone stiff with the cold. Frost silvered the packed dirt around them. Someone had put a coat over his shoulders at some point during the night, and he couldn't remember who."Jake." Graham's voice was quiet. "It's time.""I know.""The pit's dug. East side, next to Tomas and Ivan. Marcus is waiting.""I know."Graham didn't speak for a moment. Then he said, in the same gentle tone, "The rule is for any body that's changed. We don't bury them. We burn them. Frank went on the pyre last week. Emily is in the ground, because Emily wasn't bitten. But for anyone who turned..." He stopped. "I'm sorry. It isn't my choice. It's how we keep the others safe."Jake looked up. His eyes burned. "No.""Jake.""No. Not her. Not yet."Graham crouched beside him. He was an older man, steady and weathered, and the gray in his stubble had spread overnight. "Talk to me. Why?""Because it i
Apocalypse My First Skill Was Immortality Chapter Thirty-Eight: Aunt Rebecca
She came at him like a falling wall.Jake got the crowbar up just in time. The impact drove him back three steps, boots skidding in the dust, the metal bar ringing in his hands. Rebecca's face was a foot from his, black eyes wide and calm. Her long fingers curled around the bar and tore it sideways as if it were a stick.He let go and rolled.She followed. She was faster than he was, even with the Speed he'd put in. She was faster than anything he'd fought, and she didn't growl or snarl or scream. She came in silence, one step at a time, patient as a tide."Left side!" Claire shouted from somewhere behind him. "Left! Under the ribs!""I know!" he yelled back.He knew. He knew exactly where. And every time her side opened up in front of him he saw his own hand, the knife, the blade, and every time his arm refused to move.Her fist caught him in the stomach. The air left him in a wet gasp. He folded, and the second blow took him across the jaw and sent him crashing into the wall of the
Apocalypse My First Skill Was Immortality Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Choice in the Hallway
The door finished opening.Sophie stood in the gap in her nightgown with her blanket dragged behind her, rubbing one eye with a fist. She had heard the noise. She had come to look."Mama?" she whispered.Rebecca turned her head toward the small voice."Sophie, get back!" Jake shouted. "Go back inside, now!"Ethan was faster than Jake. He came around the corner at a dead run, threw both hands forward, and the last of his stored force hit the nearest door like a fist. It slammed shut in Sophie's face with a crack that shook the hallway. Behind it she began to wail, a thin, frightened sound that tore through the walls.Ethan staggered. His knees buckled. He caught himself on the wall with a gasp and a smear of red under his nose."That's all of it," he panted. "I'm empty.""Then stay behind me," Jake said."I'm not going anywhere."Rebecca hadn't moved. She stood with her bent fingers hovering near the wall, listening to Sophie's crying with her head tilted. A small, wet noise came out o
Apocalypse My First Skill Was Immortality Chapter Thirty-Six: The Woman Behind the Eyes
"Eleven," Claire said. "Twelve."Jake stood over the cot with his hands open at his sides. The lantern light made everything look yellow and unreal, Rebecca's face, the blanket, the small silver pendant still resting in her fingers. He could have sworn the room had stopped breathing with her."Fifteen. Sixteen."Ethan appeared in the doorway with his eyes wide. A guard crowded in behind him. Claire waved them both back without looking up. "Nobody comes in. Nobody touches her.""Is she dead?" Ethan whispered."She's in stillness.""How long?""Twenty-two. Twenty-three."Jake didn't take his eyes off his aunt's face. He had seen Frank hit this stage. He knew what came after. Somewhere deep inside him he had already started to pray, in the bargaining way that people do when they've stopped believing anyone is listening. Let it be thirty seconds. Let it stop. Let it come back wrong but come back."Thirty," Claire said. "Thirty-one."Rebecca's chest rose.It was a tiny movement, barely a f
Apocalypse My First Skill Was Immortality Chapter Thirty-Five: The Fever
The fever came in the afternoon. It started with a shiver at the east fence, something Rebecca waved off as the wind. By the time they got her back to the side room, her teeth were chattering and the skin of her forehead burned under Jake's hand like a stove lid. "A hundred and three," Claire said, reading the thermometer with her mouth in a flat line. "And rising." Nora already had a basin of cold water and a stack of rags. They laid Rebecca on the cot, stripped the blanket back, and pressed wet cloths to her neck, wrists, and the soles of her feet. She moaned and turned her face toward the wall. The gray line on her arm had split. Two thin tendrils crept up from the wound, one toward the elbow, one toward the shoulder, faint as pencil marks and unmistakable. Jake stood by the door with his hands hanging useless at his sides. He hadn't felt this kind of helpless since he was sixteen. "Talk to me," he said. "What can we do?" "Not much." Claire didn't look up. "That's the honest
Apocalypse My First Skill Was Immortality Chapter Thirty-Four: The Last Normal Morning
Rebecca woke before dawn and asked for tea.Jake had spent the night in the chair by the wall, half awake, listening to the hum under the floor. It had faded around four in the morning, quietly, like a tired engine. When he heard the cot creak, he was on his feet before he'd decided to be."Easy," Rebecca said. Her voice was hoarse but clear. "I'm only awake. I haven't grown claws.""That's not funny.""It's a little funny."He untied her wrists himself, slowly, with the soft cloth strips still warm from her skin. She flexed her hands and looked at the faint red marks around her wrists. "Remind me to complain to Claire about the knots," she said. "She ties like a nurse and a jailer at the same time."It was the first joke he'd heard anyone tell since Emily died. He laughed, a short, rusty sound, and felt something in his chest unlock.The guard at the door found them a kettle. They had no real tea, only a tin of pine needles and dried mint that Nora called "a hot drink if you squint."
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