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Reckoners 01 - Steelheart

Reckoners 01 - Steelheart

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Autoren: Brandon Sanderson
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thug’s group. “Thank you for letting us pass,” he said to the others.
    They looked confused but parted, creating a path for us. Abraham walked forward and we followed in a hurry. I looked over my shoulder as the rest of the gang gathered around their fallen leader.
    “That was
amazing
,” I said as we got farther away.
    “No. It was a group of frightened people, defending what little they can lay claim to—their reputation. I feel bad for them.”
    “They shot you. Three times.”
    “I gave them permission.”
    “Only after they threatened us!”
    “And only after we violated their territory,” Abraham said. He handed his machine gun to Megan again, then took off his jacket as he walked. I could see that one of the bullets had penetrated it. Blood was seeping out around a hole in his shirt.
    “The jacket didn’t stop them all?”
    “They aren’t perfect,” Megan said as Abraham took off the shirt. “Mine fails all the time.”
    We stopped as Abraham cleaned the wound with a handkerchief, then pulled out a little shard of metal. It was all that was left of the bullet, which had apparently disintegrated upon hitting his jacket. Only one little shard had made it through to his skin.
    “What if he’d shot you in the face?” I asked.
    “The jackets hide an advanced shielding device,” Abraham said. “It isn’t the jacket itself that protects, really, but the field the jacket extends. It offers some protection for the entire body, an invisible barrier to resist force.”
    “What? Really? That’s amazing.”
    “Yes.” Abraham hesitated, then pulled his shirt back on. “It probably would not have stopped a bullet to the face, however. So I am fortunate they did not choose to shoot me there.”
    “As I said,” Megan interjected, “they are far from perfect.” She seemed annoyed with Abraham. “The shield works better with things like falls and crashes—bullets are so small and hit with so much velocity, the shields overload quickly. Any of those shots could have killed you, Abraham.”
    “But they did not.”
    “You still could have been hurt.” Megan’s voice was stern.
    “I
was
hurt.”
    She rolled her eyes. “You could have been hurt worse.”
    “Or they could have opened fire,” he said, “and killed us all. It was a gamble that worked. Besides, I believe they now think we are Epics.”
    “
I
almost thought you were one,” I admitted.
    “Normally we keep this technology hidden,” Abraham said, putting on his jacket again. “People cannot wonder whether the Reckoners are Epics; it would undermine what we stand for. However, in this case, I believe it will go well for us. Your plan calls for there to be rumors of new Epics in the city, working against Steelheart. These men will hopefully spread that rumor.”
    “I guess,” I said. “It was a good move, Abraham, but
sparks
. For a moment, I thought we were dead.”
    “People rarely want to kill, David,” Abraham said calmly. “It’s not basic to the makeup of the healthy human mind. In most situationsthey will go to great lengths to avoid killing. Remember that, and it will help you.”
    “I’ve seen a lot of people kill,” I replied.
    “Yes, and that will tell you something. Either they felt they had no choice—in which case, if you could give them another choice, they would likely have taken it—or they were not of healthy mind.”
    “And Epics?”
    Abraham reached to his neck and fingered the small silver necklace he wore there. “Epics are not human.”
    I nodded. With that, I agreed.
    “I believe our conversation was interrupted,” Abraham said, taking his gun from Megan and casually resting it on his shoulder as we walked onward. “How did Steelheart get wounded? It
could
have been the weapon your father used. You never tried your brave plan of finding an identical gun, then doing … what was it you said? Sneaking into Steelheart’s palace and shooting him?”
    “No, I didn’t get to try it,” I said, blushing. “I came to my senses. I don’t think it was the gun, though. M&P nine-millimeters aren’t exactly uncommon. Someone’s
got
to have tried shooting him with one. Besides, I’ve never heard of an Epic whose weakness was being shot by a specific caliber of bullet or make of gun.”
    “Perhaps,” Abraham said, “but many Epic weaknesses do not make sense. It could have something to do with that specific gun manufacturer. Or instead, it could have something to do with the composition

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