Book 2 Chapter 16: Moving Ahead

Book 2 Chapter 16: Moving Ahead

I looked up at her face, luckily when Id lost control Id left her head relatively intact. All of the Khans wives Id met were what the average waster might consider beautiful, and Jantai had been no exception. Even with the scar in her forehead, she had the kind of physical charisma that drew the eye. Of course, now everyone's eyes were even more drawn to her, since her head was now on a stake in the center of Fette.

I kept my eyes on it for a brief moment, her mouth was hanging open and covered in flies, and her eyes had gone from a vibrant mad green to a milky white. Id cut her neck evenly when Id removed the head, it was already mostly off the body, but that seemed the best way to remove the tooth marks Id left when Id lost control.

Id slept well, my exhaustion allowing me to stay asleep even as the screams of men and women being drawn and quartered rang out throughout the city. It obviously wouldve been easier and more efficient to do multiple executions at once, but that wasnt the point. The point was fear and theater. I heard another engine rev, and the screaming started back up. I sighed, and moved along on my way.

Work was continuing in Fette at the same pace as always, with only a more somber atmosphere around everything. Heads either pointed down or looking left and right with a touch of anger and paranoia. I moved around the edges of the ongoing execution, not bothering to look at it. Youve seen one, youve seen them all.

The Khan was sitting on a dais, watching each execution with calm indifference. His wives were nowhere to be seen, though I imagined that was more because of how long the executions had been ongoing rather than anyone having a weak stomach. The Khan himself had a small cup next to him, and a few pieces of bacon, one of which he picked up and nibbled on as the prisoners screams finally ended. He looked at me, and lifted his cup, drinking to clear his throat. I could smell even from where I was standing that it was coffee. Being Khan had its perks, though I looking over to the now dismembered man in the center of the cleared square, it had its costs as well.

Donovan. He nodded at me and gestured for me to get on the dais and come closer.

I climbed it. Khan.

Youve recovered well.

Just needed sleep and food.

The Khan nodded. I knew hed already spoken to the Rens, and Deux, I was the last person there for the initial assault that he needed to talk to. After all the work Deux, myself, and the Rens did, the Khans force only needed to do some cleanup, which they accomplished with gusto. After that came a sweep of the camp, more interrogations, and a slew of new names which added even more conspirators to the mix. The biggest surprise was how well armed the Widows had been, and I had a feeling that was what his interviews were about.

The camp. Tell me what happened.

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The Khan nodded. The weapons they used?

They had mines, automatic weapons, gun emplacements, along with the usual waster trash.

Jantai?

She drilled a hole in my teeth. Flipped a bus with me in it. Unloaded a pistol into my chest.

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. Your tooth looks fine.

I frowned and brought my hand up to my missing canine, only to find it was still there. It seemedsharper.

Couldn't bring her in alive?

I shook my head. Her injuries were too much.

Why not bring the whole body?

Heads lighter.

The Khans eyes drifted to the stake at the far end of the square, but his expression didnt change. Deux had been the one to find me on the road, walking back with Jantais head in one hand and blood dripping from my mouth. He hadnt said anything, just given me a bag for the head, and a piece of cloth to clean up with.

You went back to the camp after you recovered?

I nodded. Id taken Betty back that way to look over everything left in the camp and to collect what loot I felt I was owed. Id managed to recover my full kit, which had been spread out among the corpses. They hadnt bothered to clean any of the guns.

What else did you find?

His eyes moved fully to me, and I knew this was the important question, one he already knew the answer to.

They were supplied by STAR. I noticed a few of the bodies were wearing the black boots their military uses, and on closer inspection I recognize the buses they have as being the same type I recently saw in STAR territory. I wouldnt be surprised if the interrogations revealed as much.

They did.

Job Abilities:

Neither Rain, Sleet, or Snow: You are unhampered by adverse weather

Express: You gain a 5% bonus to movement speed

Special Delivery: You can mark a delivery special which will allow you to track it.

Under Cover: You may retain your previous class and those with the ability to read previous classes will see whichever class you choose to show.

You're Under Arrest: You may temporarily remove all job based bonuses from a target to ease apprehending them.

Freeze: Incapacitate a single target for one minute

The Eyes of the Law: Detect another citizens job

Federal Authority: You cannot be affected by the abilities of others unless you choose to be

Lie Detector: Monitor other heart rate and physical state to determine whether or not theyre lying

Skills:

Walking- 35

Pistol- 12

Loading/unloading- 23

Customer Service- 14

Driving- 7

Melee Weapons- 9

Long Guns- 11

Investigation- 13

Tracking- 7

Virus:

Deadman- Bonus to all physical stats +5, negative to social based skills

Natural weapon- Teeth

Night Vision

Accelerated Healing

Enhanced Stamina

Adaptive Empowerment

That was a lot of movement. It seemed like my growth came in bursts more often than gradual changes now, which made sense given how tied it was to investigations which tended to be large dumps of points. The adaptive empowerment ability was definitely what Id used to break out of the chains Id been tied with when I was tortured. It seemed to also boost my healing and general toughness as well. It was useful, but when active it seemed to speed up losing control. I started throwing things back in my pack, holstering my guns, and making sure I was good on supplies.

You ready to head back to Potts? I asked.

Lets go, said Deux, standing up. I dont know how many death screams my head can take.