07-12-2018, 06:09 PM
"You're learning the control you wanted."
His face flashed gray.
Jay hit plenty of targets. To be a marine was to be a marksman. That mark wasn't paper targets, either. The targets were the enemy. Not people. Not husbands or fathers or sons. They were enemies, and he was a hell of a rifleman.
But that technician dead on shattered glass would haunt him for the rest of his life.
He felt his jaw tense until the knot hinged the side of his temple a new bolt. Ascendancy rounded, moving on, but Jay's eyes followed, sharp, but silent.
Until he turned the gravity of his attention to Natalie. Jay stepped forward. Healing. The reason they were here. He shared a glance with Natalie when Evelyn took over.
The two powers seemed to take over, battling back and forth, master politicians. If it wasn't for the fact that they battled over Cayli, he'd find the nearest wall and lean into it. But minutes counted. Evelyn danced around the situation, but there wasn't time to be delicate. He had to leave. Thirty minutes ago.
This was probably going to be a bad idea. He interrupted.
And placed himself in front of the most powerful man in the world.
"She's my sister. She's dying in a hospital in no-where Iowa,"
He knew Ascendancy knew what that meant. The man was american. It may have been a long fucking time since he was one, but he knew. Or maybe he didn't. But Jay had to make him understand. To hear the plea in his voice.
"She needs me."
He fought to keep his voice steady. But his fists curled anyway. He couldn't say no.
"And you know how to save her."
His face flashed gray.
Jay hit plenty of targets. To be a marine was to be a marksman. That mark wasn't paper targets, either. The targets were the enemy. Not people. Not husbands or fathers or sons. They were enemies, and he was a hell of a rifleman.
But that technician dead on shattered glass would haunt him for the rest of his life.
He felt his jaw tense until the knot hinged the side of his temple a new bolt. Ascendancy rounded, moving on, but Jay's eyes followed, sharp, but silent.
Until he turned the gravity of his attention to Natalie. Jay stepped forward. Healing. The reason they were here. He shared a glance with Natalie when Evelyn took over.
The two powers seemed to take over, battling back and forth, master politicians. If it wasn't for the fact that they battled over Cayli, he'd find the nearest wall and lean into it. But minutes counted. Evelyn danced around the situation, but there wasn't time to be delicate. He had to leave. Thirty minutes ago.
This was probably going to be a bad idea. He interrupted.
And placed himself in front of the most powerful man in the world.
"She's my sister. She's dying in a hospital in no-where Iowa,"
He knew Ascendancy knew what that meant. The man was american. It may have been a long fucking time since he was one, but he knew. Or maybe he didn't. But Jay had to make him understand. To hear the plea in his voice.
"She needs me."
He fought to keep his voice steady. But his fists curled anyway. He couldn't say no.
"And you know how to save her."
Only darkness shows you the light.