Warriors of Poseidon 05 - Atlantis Redeemed

into place. “We’re not out of danger yet,” he told Tiernan. “We have to run.”
    “As long as I’m with you,” she said, and then her gaze shifted, and she stared at something behind Brennan and to his right. Confusion played over her expressive features and her brows drew together.
    Daniel stepped up, next to Brennan, and smiled at Tiernan. Brennan opened his mouth to explain, but Tiernan spoke first.
    “Devon? What are you doing here?”

Chapter 42
    Tiernan stared at the vampire, wondering what possibly could have happened when she was . .
    . when she was . . . Dead.
    She had been dead. Her mind rejected the fact, but her soul knew the truth, and some things were far more important than Devon and his intrigues.
    “I was dead,” she whispered to Brennan. “I saw Susannah, and the baby. They were so happy, and loved, and they shared that joy with me, but I felt something was missing.”
    She sat up and put her hands on his solemn face. “Someone was missing. You were missing.”
    “I was ready to follow you,” he said fiercely, resting his forehead on hers. “I planned to fulfill your mission, and avenge your friend, and then follow you into death and past its dark shores.”
    “Corelia was there, too. She sent me back,” Tiernan said, the memory glowing in her eyes. “She said to tell you that she is in a place beyond the need of vengeance, and that you should forgive yourself. That your entire life has been a quest for redemption, and you should be at peace with yourself now.”
    “If I am truly redeemed, you are my reward,” he said, gathering her into his arms again.
    “While this is touching, we need to get out of here. Now.” Tiernan didn’t recognize the voice and looked up to find a woman standing near Devon and almost dancing with impatience. No, not quite a woman. A female vampire.
    “Deirdre is right,” Devon said. “Back-from-death reunion later, running now. Jones had followers, and they’re going to be very unhappy with me. Not to mention all the vamps who want your billions, Brennan.”
    Devon pointed to the black pile of ash on the floor where the vampire had been. “I’m guessing that’s Smith, which means I now have two blood prides and two sets of followers out for my head. We need to go, and we need to go now.”
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    “Daniel,” Brennan said. “We must destroy this equipment first, so that it can never be used to harm another living being.”
    Devon hesitated, then nodded. Tiernan held up a hand. “Wait. Why is he calling you Daniel?”
    Devon laughed. “That’s my name. I’ve also been Drakos, D’Artagnan, Demetrios, and, among many, many other names, Devon. Call me Daniel, please. It’s less confusing.”
    “We’ll call you a dead man, if we don’t hurry,” Deirdre said, grabbing Devon-turned-Daniel’s arm. “We have to get out of here now. I won’t be captured. Ever, ever again.”
    The searing pain and overwhelming terror in Deirdre’s voice and eyes jolted Tiernan into action.
    She was surprised to find herself filled with energy, as if she’d just eaten a full meal and slept for eight hours, instead of having been dead, held captive, and tortured for who knew how long. Whatever Brennan had done had given her a massive jolt and power boost.
    She jumped into action, going to examine the computer consoles and other machinery, but it took only a few seconds for her to realize she had no idea how to destroy any of it. Unlike in the films, there was no giant red button labeled “SELF DESTRUCT.” “I don’t know how to do it,” she had to admit.
    A tray of medical instruments caught her eye and she grabbed a couple of them. Just in case. “I don’t know how,” she repeated. “I’m sorry.”
    “I do,” Brennan said. He gestured for them to move aside, and he raised his hands into the air.
    Power crackled through the room, sucking the moisture and oxygen out of the air, and it swirled and surged around Brennan and then funneled down and into his body.
    She gasped and took a step forward, but Daniel/Devon, whoever he was, caught her around the waist and held her back. “He’d fry you,” Daniel said. “Just wait.”
    An icy, silvery blue light like the aura of a lightning god surrounded Brennan, and he smiled.
    “For Tiernan, and for Susannah, and for Atlantis,” he said, and then he sliced his hands through the air and shoved the power across the room and into the