the same age you were when you went into it. Would you like us to break it?”
Envix blinked. “I thought she would become her actual age.”
“She is her actual age. She is over a thousand but her body’s aging has just been on hold. She will start an aging normal. Io can begin her life anew and she can begin it here. Resicor is offering her sanctuary.”
Io stood, her hair clung to her like wet seaweed. She braced herself on the inside of the tank. “How do I get out?”
Trala looked to her companion and waved her hands toward the cylinder. “Please retrieve your aunt. I will see if I can find her some clothing.”
She flexed her hands and went to look for something she could repurpose. It took a few minutes but she finally located some tarp that became a heavy silk gown at her touch. Resicor was still powerful but it was only objects that she could touch that could be affected with Io in the vicinity.
She returned to the two strangers to her world and extended the gown to Io. She touched the other woman and sighed as her world suddenly was not missing a piece.
Io blinked. “What just happened?”
“I subdued your talent. It will last as long as you are on Resicor or until we find a way to use your skills and get you the training to turn it on and off.”
Io tugged the dress into position. “That would be…I have never not nullified those around me.”
“It seems like your installation here was enough to keep Resicor from seeing this hill and the caverns beneath it.” Trala smiled and helped her smooth the dress’s folds. Resicor now had knowledge of the area and she counted nearly a thousand tubes in the outer rooms.
Trala turned, “Envix, how is it that your talent remained active?”
“I am her blood. She is my aunt. Our powers cannot affect each other.”
It made a certain sense. When Resicor checked their bodies they hummed with the same energy. The frequency was identical.
Trala looked back toward the door that they had left open. “I think it is time to get them away from my world.”
“Those are your people, Avatar.”
“What?”
“Those people are your citizens, stolen over the course of two centuries. When the ship I was on crashed during a raid they installed me here and began grabbing talents with interesting skills to hide under the very nose of the waking world. I dampened their powers and made this facility invisible. They counted on that to continue their collection.”
Trala asked, “Are you comfortable without your nulling field?”
Io smiled. “It is a relief. Thank you.”
Envix smiled. “You are going to take your world back, Avatar?”
She wrapped herself in light and lifted from her feet. “I never lost it.”
With a burst of speed she ripped through the tunnels and up into the storage area. She grabbed the Raiders as she passed and held them in bands of light.
She dropped her collection and listened to their shouts of shock as they hit the ground. Concentrated bursts of power blew the engines on the four Raider ships. Their crews came running out and seconds later they were unarmed and unclothed.
Envix swirled up next to her. “Why do you do that?”
“What are they going to fight with? If they have a talent I can block it, if they don’t they aren’t going to be able to blend in with the local population. They won’t have anywhere to go.”
Envix snickered. “Are you sure that you don’t just enjoy the nudity?”
“Nope. I have seen better, and far less sinister. I prefer men and women who are not trying to enslave my people.”
He laughed and headed down, using tendrils of darkness on the crowd of Raiders and soon they were all lying in a heap.
“I will look for tubes already inside the ships.”
Trala nodded and she went back to the tubes that were waiting to be loaded.
Io came up and said, “I can wake them up.”
“Please.”
She smiled and typed a code into the small pad on the side of the tube.
“The cycle lasts one hour to