Angels of Darkness

drugged and sleeping this off for the next two or three days until my body came to terms with my venom. I could barely hold you. Most likely Arthur has sent for reinforcements. The vault is solid and must be opened from the inside. It will take them several hours to get through the door, so it’s likely they won’t bother with us right away. By the time they get around to it, we might be reinforced. Our best bet is to stay here and wait it out. We probably die either way, but here we have more of a chance. Especially if we’re quiet.”
    â€œYou have to let me out.”
    He looked at her, obviously trying to decide if she was crazy. She had to convince him she wasn’t.
    â€œHenry has Emily,” she said. “She’s out there somewhere.” Out in an abandoned building full of people with guns and God knows what sort of weird powers.
    Lucas looked at her for a long moment.
    â€œI have to find her, Lucas. You don’t have to come with me. All I ask is that you help me open the door, because I don’t know how. I’ll find her myself.”
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    L ucas looked at the door. If they opened the vault, he would walk out of it a dead man. She stood before him, her eyes huge and brimming with worry. She just wanted her little girl back and she didn’t understand how far gone he was or how many enemies they would face.
    Everyone dies, Lucas reflected. He’d been a selfish bastard all of his life. If he walked out of that door and died helping her find her child, at least he’d die doing something worthwhile, not cowering like a dog in the vault, waiting to be gunned down.
    And she couldn’t go out there alone. She would be dead in minutes.
    He sighed, rose, and stepped to the wall. Karina clenched her hands. She couldn’t read his face. He touched it and a section of it slid open, revealing a number keypad and a small speaker. His fingers played with the keys. “Cousin?” Lucas said softly.
    A faint hiss of static issued from the wall, then Henry’s faint voice came through. “Lucas. Red, gray, seven, pinned.”
    Lucas grimaced. “Is the little girl with you?”
    â€œYes. Black.”
    â€œHow bad?”
    â€œI’ll live.”
    â€œDon’t move. I’m coming to get you.”
    â€œThat’s unwise,” Henry said.
    Lucas slid the panel back in place. “He is two floors below us. He’s been shot. Emily is okay; he is keeping her under. He can’t move because it’s too dangerous and he is cloaking, which makes him harder to find, but they will locate him eventually. The moment we leave this vault, you and I must fight to survive. Remember how you tried to cut me with your knife?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œFind that woman and be her.”
    He had no idea how hard she had worked on hiding that woman and how ready she was to let her out.
    â€œDon’t move.” Lucas walked over to the vault door, punched in a combination in the small number pad, and turned the wheel in the door’s center. Something clanged inside the door. Lucas moved to stand on the side. With a soft hiss, the door swung open and Karina stared straight at a man with a gun.
    â€œHands up!”
    She didn’t move.
    The barrel of the machine gun glared at her, black and huge, like the mouth of a cannon.
    â€œI said hands up!”
    Lucas nodded at her. She raised her hands.
    â€œSubspecies?” the man demanded.
    â€œI’m a donor,” she said.
    The man’s eyes widened. “Get up and walk to me.”
    Lucas shook his head.
    â€œI can’t,” Karina said, keeping her voice monotone. “I’m sick. I can’t walk.”
    The man moved into the vault, one step at a time, careful, the gun pointing at her. He took three steps in. Lucas lunged, so quick she barely saw it. His hands closed about the man’s neck. Bones crunched, and the man sagged down on the floor, limp.
    A week earlier, she would’ve screamed. Now she just got up and ran over to the body.
    Lucas staggered, leaned against the wall, and pushed himself upright. He wasn’t joking. He really was at his limit.
    She crouched by the body and began going through the man’s pockets. “I can do this alone.”
    â€œYeah, yeah.” He picked up the man’s machine gun and handed it to her. “Safety here.” He flipped a small switch. “Point and pull the trigger. Your instinct will