“What if you possessed a body, would you die in the body or would you go back?”
His eyes are wide, and he staggers to the wall, bracing himself on it.
“You’d die everywhere. Especially if an omega and alpha did it together.”
“If we get rid of her spares and kill her in the body she’s in, we can get rid of her,” I say in a hollow voice.
“It won’t diffuse the rest of their damn cult.”
“No,” I say to Mordecai, “it won’t, but it will destabilise it enough that we could fight.”
“We don’t have fighters,” Jarek reminds us.
“Actually,” Mordecai says. “They are on the way.”
We all turn to look at him. “Did you think Bear would abandon us? He had planned for it to be Legion who brought the backup; we changed the plan on him, but the bulk of the Resistance is marching towards Foreen as we speak.”
I get a shiver of excitement. This might work. If we can get close enough, we can take her out.
“This might work,” I breathe.
“It has to work,” Mordecai says. “We have no time or ideas left. This is it.”
“Let’s go find Legion and Mia and let them know about our idea,” I say.
I turn back to the window, looking up at my mother’s skull. “I don’t want anymore people to suffer. Those kids didn’t deserve that. My mother didn’t deserve that. I’m not giving up until it is over and the Beta’s Path is destroyed.”
I close my eyes.
Omega Goddess, if you are there, listening, I’m asking, praying for your help. Give me the strength to save these people.
Lightning lances down seven times, hitting the city over and over, turning the world purple and white. Until one finally hits the street just in front of the building. I can hear screams. One scream. My head aches, my eyes can only see those strikes and a crescent moon; I’m almost blind.
Omega.
Omega.
“Omega, look at me.” I turn my head and smile at Jarek, but deep inside I freeze. His hair is short, and he’s got eyeliner on.
This isn’t my Jarek.
“Who are you?”
He frowns. “Kaida? What’s wrong? Don’t you remember? We’re supposed to meet Mordecai.”
I feel myself start to panic, but then he leans forward and kisses me, and I know that kiss. He might look different, but it’s still him.
“Do you remember me?” he teases.
Remember me?
Do I remember me?
My head aches, and I grip it and let out a low moan.
“Kaida.”
“Omega.”
