The Powerful Pride of an Immortal (Immortal Supers Book 4) by Kurtis Eckstein (ebook reader for surface pro .TXT) 📗

want to risk her bleeding out on me. Better to leave it in to slow the bleeding.

She still winced, with a loud hiss of pain, but it let her begin pulling herself together now that she only had a couple of inches of metal in her.

“Oh God, Sam,” she said in disbelief, staring at the body before her, before focusing on her sister’s trembling form, as Heidi continued to dry heave on her hands and knees.

I reached for Lexi’s phone, so I could call my new boss, the person who would help us take care of this.

Jackie answered after two rings. “Hello Lexi,” she said pleasantly. “How–”

“Jackie, it’s Sam,” I said firmly. “We need your help.”

Instantly, her tone was intense, and I was sure she could hear the screaming. “Sam, what happened?”

“Another attack. At a theater. Lexi and Heidi are both safe, but there are a lot of casualties. Can you track Lexi’s GPS?”

There was a lengthy pause. “Okay, Sam, I’ve got our people on the way, and I notified EMS too.”

“Good. Lexi will probably need medical attention as well, but there are a ton of people who are seriously injured.”

“I know Sam. I can hear them.” She paused. “Okay, Sam,” she continued. “I need you to take a deep breath and tell me what happened.”

I did as she asked, looking up to see a woman stepping out of the theater, wearing a winter coat. “Heidi went out for a date, and her car broke down, and Lexi and I went to pick her up, and the guy she was on a date with attacked us. Attacked everyone.”

“Wait Sam. Back up. Her date attacked you?”

“Yes.”

“And her car broke down. Was she with him the whole time?”

“Yes, she said–”

My words cut off as realization crossed my expression.

This wasn’t over.

This guy wasn’t the one who messed with Heidi’s car.

I looked up again when I saw the woman, who I’d noticed just a moment before, begin readjusting her winter coat.

Her winter coat.

It was warm outside! It was warm outside!

I could barely hear my own words as the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, a wave of fire approaching me even before it happened.

“Bomb. Jackie, it’s a bomb.”

And I wasn’t confident Lexi and Heidi would survive. I wasn’t confident in my ability to protect them. And even if I could protect them from the blast, could I completely shield them from the heat? Or would the inside of my tentacles, wrapped around them, become like an oven? Never mind an explosion of this magnitude! This was going to wipe out a half-mile radius…and we were ground zero!

Suddenly, the only option available to me presented itself.

My instincts took over.

And deep down, my body knew that the only way to stop this explosion…

Was to swallow it up with my own bigger explosion…

A tiny blue spark ignited inside of me.

I didn’t even budge an inch as an azure light began radiating out of my body, before a brilliant flash detonated like a nuclear bomb, all sound vanishing from the world around me as the universe disappeared from my eyes.

White energy clashed with orange fire, the two forces spinning like a cyclone as the white swirled to swallow up the orange, until there was nothing more.

My vision cleared, the previous theater and parking lot around me replaced with a desolate wasteland.

The theater, was gone.

The cars, were gone.

Just like that, everything, within a tenth-of-a-mile radius was just…gone…

10: Decisive Signs

Winter Fowler

April 13, 2735 – 5 Minutes Ago – Evening

Winter stared at the setting sun from her penthouse hotel room, wearing only her bra and underwear in order to let her thick white-and-black fur dry out after taking a relaxing shower. A much-needed shower, to help her take a short break from all the stress that was tensing her wiry powerful muscles.

In the last few days, Winter spent a lot of time talking with her deceptively young-looking aunt, debating what she really wanted to do. And thankfully, her aunt was patient with her, staying three long days, even though she desperately wanted to go home to her husband.

But even now, Winter was still hesitant.

Because there was supposed to be a sign.

At least, that’s what the man she affectionately considered to be her second dad seemed to suggest. The man who was also her aunt’s husband – Jacob Knight.

Of course, there was no biological relation, and her true father barely even spoke to her dad, averaging about once every hundred years. And yet, she felt that her aunt’s husband was more of a real dad than anyone else had been.

Plus, he was stable. Grounded.

Alternatively, her biological father was just not, in so many ways. Supposedly, there had been a time, long ago, when things were different, but for all of Winter’s life that had been the case.

However, her adoptive dad, Jake, was not without his faults either – or rather, annoyances.

Like, why couldn’t he just tell her what she was supposed to do?

Why did he have to be so allusive all the time?

Couldn’t he just tell her plainly?

Instead, he gave her some bullshit prophecy nonsense that made no sense at all.

‘When you see a tower of orange devoured by an unyielding cyclone of Winter, the path which you must take will present itself.’

What in the hell did that even mean?

A bunch of bullshit was all it was.

And of course, she wasn’t oblivious to the fact that he’d included her name, to represent multiple things. But that just made it even more ambiguous, since winter might mean cold, snowy, death, destruction, decay, harsh, calm, peaceful, silence, pure, or even just white.

Or beautiful.

After all, that was the reason why Winter’s mother named her after snow, because a snowy landscape was one of the most beautiful things in the world to her mom. And after centuries of not being able to have kids, Winter’s existence was beyond precious to the half-Filipino werelion she affectionately knew to be her mother.

So…maybe a cyclone of death?

Or one of destruction?

Or could it be something more