Page 31 of The Inheritance
The shepherd looked up at me, her eyes puzzled but trusting.
I flexed, focusing on her body, concentrating all of my power on her. What was it? Blood loss, infection…
The faint outline of Bear’s body glowed with pale blue-green, but I got nothing more. I had to push deeper. I focused my power into a thin scalpel and used it to slice through the surface glow.
It resisted.
I sliced harder.
Harder!
The glow broke, splintering vertically into multi-colored layers, and before I had a chance to stop, I punched through the top one. It was almost like falling through the floor to a lower level.
On this lower level, Bear’s body lit up with deep blue, the glow tracing her nerves, her blood vessels, and her organs. I had never before been able to do that, but that didn’t matter now.
Toxin. She was filled with it. I saw it, tiny flecks glowing brighter as they coursed through her like some deadly glitter. I had to find the origin of it. Was it from a stalker bite? No, the concentration of poison wasn’t dense there. Then what was it? Where was it the highest?
Her lungs. That fucking glitter saturated her lungs, slipping into her bloodstream with every breath. I had to go deeper. I pushed with my power. Before, it was like trying to slice through glass. Now it felt like punching through solid rock, and I hammered at it.
The top layer of the blue glow cracked, revealing a slightly different shade of blue underneath. I hit it again and again, locked onto the glitter with every drop of willpower I had.
The tiny specks expanded into spheres. What the hell was that?
I pounded on the glow, trying to enlarge it. The spheres came into greater focus. They weren’t uniformly round; they had four lobes clumped together and studded with spikes.
What are you? Where did you come from?
A flash of white cut my vision. It lasted only a moment, but I knew I hit a wall. I wasn’t going any deeper. I would have to work at this level.
I blinked, trying to reacquire my vision.
My thighs were glowing with blue.
I jerked my hands up. Pale glitter swirling through my arms and fingers. This dust, this thing was inside me too, and I couldn’t identify it.
We were both infected, and it was killing us.
Panic drenched me in icy sweat. I wanted to rip a hole in my legs and just force the glitter out.
Bear whined softly like a puppy.
I was losing her. She trusted me, she followed me, and she fought with me, and now she was dying.
“You can’t die, Bear. Hold on. Please hold on for me.”
Bear licked my hand.
The urge to scream my head off gripped me. Wailing wouldn’t help. If only I could identify the poison.
Why couldn’t I identify it? Was it because it was inside us and it had become part of us? Or was I just not strong enough to differentiate it from our blood? It had started in the lungs, so we must have inhaled it.
I took a deep breath and exhaled on my hands.
There it was! A trace of the lethal glitter. I focused on it. The four-lobed spiked clumps, swirling, swirling… Something inside me connected, and I saw a faint image in my mind. The mauve flowers. We had been poisoned by their pollen.
I flexed harder, stabbing at the pollen with my talent. The tiny flecks opened up into a layered picture in my mind, and the top layer showed how toxic it was...
Oh god.
