swirled amongst the chaos. They circled in loops through the sky, riding the wave of energy.
“Fisher,” Cassius whispered.
Eva moved to his side. “I’ve never seen so much Pearl energy in one place.”
“It’s coming at us.” Cassius took a step back. “It won’t dissolve in time.”
She glanced down at his wrist. “Your bracelet!”
He felt the breeze tickle his bare skin. A shiver went down his spine. “We can’t let Theo get the other one. Fisher has to stay as far away as-”
The Pearl energy crackled above them like sheet lightning, splintering the rest of the dome. A few more direct hits and it would burst altogether.
Cassius bolted toward Theo. The boy continued to fend off security forces in front of him, but it stole all of his attention. If Cassius could take him by surprise, he’d have a chance of buying Fisher and the Drifters some time.
It was reckless, he knew. If anything, he should be running the opposite direction, but he couldn’t let Theo get that bracelet.
A few hundred yards and the boy was in reaching distance. Before Theo could react, Cassius bounded toward him, grabbed his shoulders, and pushed him to the ground. He grunted in pain as he collided with the Ridium. It was like tackling a cold statue.
The air around them heated as the Pearl energy pulsed closer. Theo pushed up and sent Cassius flying from his back onto the ground. The sky darkened. Seconds later, the green tidal wave ripped through the air. Cassius held his hands over his face, expecting to be hit full-on. Instead, the energy funneled into what looked like a sideways tornado and barreled straight at Theo.
Knocked off balance, the boy tried to shield himself, but the Pearl energy came at him with too much power. Cassius watched as the Ridium tore from his small frame and fell to the ground in splotches of black.
Unprotected by his suit, the energy blasted Theo to the ground. Cassius staggered to his feet and watched as the force from the Pearls threw the kid across the top of the ship, kicking him around in painful somersaults like a human tumbleweed. He prayed that it would be strong enough to drag him away entirely.
Before Theo reached the outer edge of the ship, the boy managed to conjure a thin shield of black, deflecting a wall of green back into the air and slowing himself to an uneasy stop.
Cassius took shallow breaths, watching the kid’s still body. Tendrils of smoke curled from Theo’s back. His face was buried in the ground. He wasn’t moving.
Pearl Energy. It was the key. It hurt him.
He turned back to the city with only one question on his mind.
Where was Fisher?
42
I regain my senses as the energy dissipates around me. As soon as I feel capable of standing, I peer at the dome, half a mile above my head. There are visible cracks, even from this distance. I shouldn’t have broken them all at once. I should’ve known there would be consequences.
But that’s just it. I didn’t feel like I was in control. It’s like they were breaking me.
Without looking at any of the fallen Shippers that litter the plaza, I take off at a sprint, following the flow of energy down the city.
I soak it in and let it push my feet forward. I run faster than ever before. It’s half me, half the Pearls. That’s okay. If I’m going to round up the Drifters, I’m going to need as much strength as I can muster.
The streets of Altair are empty. Pedestrians have filtered to the lower levels, forced downward by the unstable air pressure. It’s all deserted. The Pearl blast took care of anybody who was left.
As I continue forward, the ground darkens underfoot. My right wrist feels heavy. At first I’m convinced it’s exhaustion and nothing more, but then something forces my arm down. It’s desperate to join the black pavement below me. Ridium, and it’s everywhere.
I hear footsteps behind me and speed up. Then a voice. “Jesse!”
I glance over my shoulder and watch Avery come after me. I slow for a moment and let her catch up.
I pant. “Where did you come from?”
“I lost the Drifters, Jesse.” She struggles to match my pace. “They flew up the stairs. They’re here, somewhere, on the upper level. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I say. “I think Theo’s here.” She glances at the ground and her eyes widen. By now, we all recognize Ridium. Nothing on Earth is that black- that pure.
We take the next few streets in silence. At this speed we’ll clear the top level in under five minutes.
But it’s not to be.
At the next intersection, we begin to slow. Half a mile later, we keel over. I lean my hands on my knees and cough. It’s the air pressure. The dome’s coming down. The wind now pushes on us with powerful force, swirling trash around the intersection like a cyclone. And there’s smoke. I don’t notice it at first because it’s so transparent, but the atmosphere’s definitely heavier. Multiple explosions throughout the ship have freed gases that we shouldn’t be breathing. I glance at the sky and notice ships and shuttles all around us-dots in the darkening blue. Passengers are evacuating in all directions, heading toward safer ships. We’re standing in the middle of approaching disaster.
“We’re sinking,” Avery says. “Can you feel it? What’s happened to the emergency thrusters?”
I turn and stare at her in silence. Part of me knew this from the moment the ground rocked back in the storage center, but there were too many other things to worry about. And now, the Ridium. Not even someone like Cassius could deal with all of these factors at once. Not even someone like Alkine.
I think about the people unable to evacuate. The docking bays will be the first to hit the ground, and the worst damaged when they do. There’d be nothing left. No survivors. It had been the Skyship Community’s biggest fear since the fleet first launched into the stratosphere. A ship couldn’t be allowed to crash. And if it hits anywhere but the Fringes, the casualties could be in the thousands. More, even.
I cough. It’s a struggle to keep standing, let alone move forward. If Theo’s here, as powerful as he was back inside the vessel, there’s no way I’ll have enough energy to fight him.
Just then, I notice a flash of green out of the corner of my eye. I peer at the sky, searching for its origin. Before I can spot it again, the entire street’s lit up.
I watch as a crowd of Drifters join us in the middle of the intersection. They descend from the sky like angels, landing gracefully on the pavement. I see Sem and Talan among them, carried to safety. Instantly, I feel stronger. I arch my shoulders and take a deep breath, spinning in a slow circle to take them all in.
They’re as unique as human beings in shape and size. The elderly stand next to children, next to adults and teenagers. They are my people-more than I’ve ever seen in a single spot. And without saying anything, I know they’re here to help.
They step forward until they’re close enough to touch. None of us speak. We don’t have to. We know what we need to do.
I take a deep breath.
With a renewed sense of purpose, I lead them out of the intersection toward the rapidly disintegrating blanket of green beyond. We may not be much of an army, but the knowledge that they’re behind me gives me the confidence I need to keep going forward.
Several intersections later, I see Cassius.
My first instinct is to run and check if he’s alright. Then I notice Eva and Skandar standing several yards behind him. Alive.
Their expressions transform when they see me. I know how we must look-Avery and I the focal point of an army in green.
I stop and study the scene. Cassius jogs up to me.
“Thank god,” he says. “Theo’s down, but I don’t think it’s permanent. You’ve gotta move.” He glances at my wrist. “On second thought, you’ve gotta get out of here.”
