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on the bus. The darkness that veiled us was almost as terrifying as the man sitting next to me. The only light that shone was that used to illuminate the aisles. Windows would have given me something to do, something to concentrate on as I tried to ignore the powerful force to my left, but there was nothing.
I let out a racking sigh and turned to him, “Why me?” I asked him with the little conviction I could muster.
“There are some things that you will learn quickly, Erin, two of which are when to keep your mouth shut, and how to blend in.”
“Why would I need to learn either of those two things?” Why I continued to speak to him, I did not know. Why I had this unrelenting urge to goad him was another facet I was unsure of. There was just something about him that caught my attention. I hardly knew him, but he was already under my skin, and I had apparently found my way under his too.
He grasped my arms in a hold that was just this side of painful, and pinned my back against the steel wall of the bus, “Because without them you will not survive.”
A lone awkward giggle left my lips as I watched him in all his ferocity, I should have been terrified, and a part of me was, but the emotion that stole my focus was wonder.
He bewildered me. “ Metaphorically , Declan, I am already dead. But I appreciate your concern.”
“There are much, much worse things than death, Erin” He leaned in closely. With his nose at the nape of my neck, he drew in a long and shuttering breath that jolted my body to attention, every nerve ending came to life, every hair follicle stood on end. A wicked smile crossed his lips and he slowly pulled away from me, releasing my arms, he settled back into his seat, “But you will soon find that out.”
The older looking gentleman driving the bus turned to Declan, motioning to the radio that rested near his feet. “Tarant is requesting your attention.”
Declan gave him a curt nod before picking up the receiver. His voice was clipped as he spoke into the small head set, “Declan.”
The brash voice on the other end boomed to life, sounding over every hushed whisper on the bus. “Anything of promise?”
His lips twitched, his eyes slowly raking over my body, “Very promising.”
“Excellent, we will convene at sixteen-hundred”
And the conversation was over just as quickly as it began, leaving me with more questions than my brain could sort through, and I was sure that not one he would be willing to answer.
“We will be at the site shortly.” The driver quietly addressed Declan without tearing his focus away from the road ahead of him.
His hand rested possessively on my thigh as he responded to the driver, “Good, I am in need of some fresh air.”
My stomach heaved at the thought about where those next few steps might take me.
Soon I would be tested and placed in my house, forever a product of The Supremacy. My life would be planned out, my career chosen. Nothing would ever be the same. Freedom did not exist anymore.
Even worse was the thought of those that would be deemed worthless to The Supremacy. Those that were of no use became liabilities to their reign, and liabilities were disposed of.
The Keeper beside me leaned in once more, “Keep your head down and your mouth shut, and maybe you’ll survive.”
But did I want to? I was not sure that I did.
The only thing that kept me hanging onto a life that was anything but, was my baby brother. I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving him with his only family being that awful woman that was his mother. Just the thought of that precious little boy being brainwashed into loving the Keepers as much as she did ripped a hole through my chest. I did not have much to offer him, but what I did would be invaluable. The teachings of my father would get him further in this non-life than anything that dreadful woman could spout.
He needed to know how life could be, how life had once been. He needed to know what The Supremacy had