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100 My Virgil
"Carol Atelier."Jack said the name slowly. It snagged somewhere deep in his memory, and he couldn't pull it loose. Perhaps she was someone from his father's political past.He turned to the apparition kneeling at Morgana's side. "Why does that name sound familiar?"Ashley didn't answer, and she didn't even look at him. Her misty eyes stayed on the broken monster in front of her.Morgana dragged in a wet breath. Black blood ran from the corner of her mouth, and the spine-blade trembled in her chest with every heartbeat.Her eyes found Ashley. "Tell me," she rasped. "Is he Virgil?"Ashley's lips pressed together. Then she nodded."Yes," she said softly. "He is your Virgil."The monster let out a long, shuddering breath.The gray hide began to shrink. It peeled away from her face and shoulders like wet ash and crumbled into the street. The black claws drew back into slim, pale fingers, and the wings fell away to nothing behind her.Where the beast had lain, there was only a woman."What
099 Victor's Spine
Morgana's chest split open down the middle with a wet, tearing sound. The gray ribs peeled back on either side.Inside, a monstrous heart was beating, huge and black and veined with red, and every beat thudded through the street and into Jack's bones."Do you know what I keep in here, imposter?"She pushed her clawed hand into it.The heart squelched around her wrist. Black blood ran down her arm, and her whole body shuddered, but her face stayed flat and cold. She was tearing open her own heart, and she didn't even blink."Victor stole everything from me," she said. "Tonight, I will kill you with what I took from him."When her hand came out, it held something small and pale between two claws.It looked like a broken piece of bone.Morgana held it out over the street. The fragment split and transformed, and a blade grew out of it, long and thin and twisted, the color of dried bone. A hilt curled out of the other end and fitted itself to her fist.The air around it turned thick and he
098 Virgil and Jack
"Victor's son is dead!" Morgana roared. "I will squeeze out of you who you really are, imposter, one bone at a time!"Her two remaining arms kept swelling as they flew at Jack. They stretched taller than the streetlamps, and gray fingers burst out along them, twisted and knotted, each one tipped with a black claw.They curved down around him from every side and blotted out the sky.It was as if he were standing in the middle of a forest, and every tree had leaned in at once to engulf him.The stink of rot pressed so close Jack could taste it. Where the gray flesh brushed his arm, his skin hissed and blistered. It was the same eating fire from the factory lot, the nanite and thanatos in her veins, and his strength flickered under it."Nowhere to run now, boy! I will crush you until your eyes pop out of your skull!"A claw ripped across his back and tore the last of his coat away with a strip of skin. Jack gritted his teeth. Another slammed into the asphalt at his heels and gouged a tre
097 A Thousand Legacies
Teeth ground against Jack's neck and snapped on his skin as if it were steel.The flood of dead bodies rolled him down the street, over and over, a thousand gray hands clawing at his face.Starfall had torn out of his grip when the horde hit him. It stood somewhere behind him in the broken asphalt."Eat him, my children!" Morgana shrieked from the roof. "Tear Victor Cromwell's errand boy to pieces!"The zombies couldn't scratch him. They could only carry him. So Jack let them.The switch he had flipped on the avenue slipped, and everything he had locked away flooded back.His father lay scattered across a factory lot. His mother had flown to the North Pole with a plasma bomb in her arms and probably burned with it. His sister slept in that palace without knowing he was her brother.And Juliet, the woman he loved, had watched him walk away, and she probably didn't love him anymore.He had saved strangers all his life, and he couldn't save one of his own.Jack let his power sink, little
096 The Gods Were Angry
Valentina's voice shook in his earpiece. "My lord, Vandrake told us about Lord Victor. We're all devastated. I can't even imagine how you—""What about Jill?" Jack cut in. "Is she okay?"He stood alone on the broad avenue half a mile from the Obsidian Palace, his father's blood dried dark on his shirt. Hail hammered the asphalt around his boots and bounced like white gravel.Thunder rolled over Sparta City without a pause, and lightning split the sky again and again.It was the wrong season for a storm like this. It was as if the gods themselves were angry.The Queen of Spades dropped her voice to a whisper."She's asleep, my lord. I'm right beside her, watching from the window. Morgana hasn't come inside. She's standing over the mansion. I can see her shadow over the courtyard."Lightning flashed, and Jack saw her.Morgana stood on the palace roof between the black spires. She had grown at least twenty feet tall. Her wings hung half open, her broken arms dangled at her sides, and her
095 Springfield's Future
Jack cut across the lot in three long bounds and landed between Morgana and the broken door.He didn't wait for her to reach him. He threw punch after punch into the air, and blast after blast slammed into her chest and drove her back a step, then another.Morgana stopped.Her whole body shook. The growl in her chest rose into a scream of pure rage that rattled the crystal walls of the dome."You dare get in my way, errand boy!"The gray hide on her back split open with a wet tearing sound.Two more arms burst out behind her shoulders. They were longer than the first pair, and black ooze dripped from their claws. They shot over her head and hurtled at Jack from both sides.He smashed the first one away with an air blast. The second one wrapped around his chest.Then the first swung back and seized his legs.The instant they touched him, his strength started to drain away.It poured out of him like water out of a cracked bucket. His skin burned wherever the gray flesh pressed against i
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