Authors: JC Andrijeski
Kirev's Door (13 page)
A plume of interest came off her light, curiosity with what bordered on shyness.
“They’re beautiful,” she said, that shyness also in her voice.
Kirev frowned.
Still, something in his muscles lost their tension.
Another girl in the group standing behind them laughed. “I think you better watch yourself, Randy. Looks like Sharon’s real gone on your drunken cube...”
Sharon flushed a little pinker, folding her arms tighter across her chest.
“You should come with us,” she said, her voice shy again, but more urgent. “We can take you to the doctor. Get your arm looked at.”
Kirev fought with what to say to that, too.
“He’s a spaz, Sharon!” the girl called out, shrieking with laughter. “Leave him alone!”
Somehow, Kirev found his voice in that, even as he met the girl’s gaze.
“I’ll...I’ll be all right,” he stammered, looking into the innocence of her blue eyes.
“You sure?” She sounded doubtful. Gesturing shyly towards his arm, she frowned lightly, the expression putting a faint wrinkle into her brow. “You’re bleeding.”
“It’s all right,” Kirev assured her. “I...” He fought for a good story. “I’m going to my friend’s house,” he finished awkwardly. “He can take me. To the doctor, I mean.”
She gave him another doubtful look.
When Kirev’s expression didn’t waver, she nodded.
“Oh,” she said. “Okay.”
Kirev smiled. “Thank you for your concern,” he said, bowing a little. “You are very kind.”
She hesitated again, as if she wanted to say more.
Kirev could feel her wanting to prolong the conversation, to keep talking to him in some way. It hit him that she thought him handsome. She was hoping he would ask for her phone number.
He didn’t. The idea dumbfounded him, truthfully.
Another few seconds passed.
Then she backed away, smiling. “Okay,” she said, embarrassed now. “As long as you’re okay...?”
“I’ll be fine,” he assured her. “Thank you.”
“Okay.”
She got a few more feet away, then turned her back to him, walking just as purposefully back up the grassy hill, her sweater flopping lightly on her upper back at each step in her black heel-less shoes.
Kirev just watched her go.
When she rejoined her friends, the one named Randy with the blue and white sweater flung a possessive arm around her shoulders, glaring at Kirev as he steered her back down the path that led out of the park. It wasn’t the glare of a human at a seer, though.
It was the glare of one rival to another.
Equals, in a strange sense.
Kirev felt the word somewhere in the middle of his chest.
He looked back at that strange skyline, at the houses cascading down the steep hill, the blue sky above his head.
Even the air tasted different here. He couldn’t put it into words, but it did.
Still standing there, gazing out over that view of distant skyscrapers and the Victorian houses lining the roads near where he stood, Kirev realized he knew.
He knew what Coreq had done. What this place was.
Tentatively, he opened his light...something he never would have dared to do in a human city in the world where he’d been born. He opened it as much as he could.
He sent a high, loud flare up into the Barrier space.
No one answered.
No one answered at all.
He screamed out again with his light, throwing caution aside entirely that time. He opened his light as wide as it could go...screaming louder, looking for someone, anyone who might feel him. Anyone of his own kind...anyone at all.
SCARB.
A security guard from one of the nearby wealthy humans.
A sex toy purchased from Asia to entertain an aging father.
A corporate-owned spy working downtown.
Nothing. None of them answered him.
Silence echoed back at him from inside the Barrier’s wave.
There was no one here.
He was utterly alone.
Kirev was the only seer alive in this world.
Were they all dead?
No. Not dead.
They are not changed at all.
You are.
You are somewhere new...
The understanding echoed there, irrefutable.
Coreq had called it a door. He’d told Kirev he was bringing him somewhere where no one would ever find him. He’d told him he was doing it to help him.
He’d brought him to this place.
This world that was like the one he’d left, only with none of his people.
No one like him at all.
Kirev felt himself breathing too much, even as the view in front of him dipped, dimmed, growing dark. He found himself fighting dizziness, fighting a hard knot in his chest, what felt like every tendril of his light collapsing inside itself...going into shock maybe. When he could see again, he was kneeling on the grass, gasping, fighting to breathe, to even see...
Tears ran down his face. He let out a low groan.
Coreq left him here.
He’d left him here alone.
No. He couldn’t have. He couldn’t have done this.
This wasn’t possible. This place did not exist. It could not.
He was dead. He had to be dead.
You are not dead, Kirev...
a voice repeated, an echo in light.
Kirev stared around at the colorful buildings, watching a seagull wing through the sky, calling to others of its kind as it sliced through the air.
He knelt there, his mind nearly blank, fighting the pounding in his chest that might just kill him, that might actually stop his light completely.
He still knelt there when a soft voice spoke to him.
You are not alone, brother,
it said.
I love you. You are never alone...
Kirev couldn’t make sense of the words.
He couldn’t make sense of the pain slamming through his light, the lack of feeling in him, the panic that wanted to crawl over and consume his mind and heart. Even so, he nodded, feeling the truth of what the other had said. Feeling it, without understanding anything about it at all.
Maybe that was enough.
To live one more day at least...maybe that was enough.
He remembered the kindness in that woman’s light blue eyes. Her concern for him.
Humans were never the enemy, brother...
that softer voice whispered, reminding him.
When you finally understand that, you will be free...
Kirev could only kneel there, understanding that to be true, too.
Understanding it, without understanding anything at all.
You are never alone, brother,
Coreq whispered.
You are never alone...
Kirev knelt there, nodding, tears running down his face.
“I’m not alone,” he repeated, his hands clutching the new green grass, holding on as if to keep him from flying off the surface of the world. “I’m not alone...”
The presence inside him expanded, running into his head and chest and throat and belly like liquid fire. It burned there, brighter, blinding him all over again as it pulsed, filling him with warmth, filling him with more feeling than he could comprehend, more than he could hold.
All Kirev felt in those few seconds, all he could make sense of was...
Love.
Whatever that presence was, it loved him.
It filled him with love.
“I’m not alone,” he repeated, feeling his breath come deeper, slower. He fisted the grass in his bruised fingers, taking a deep breath, feeling his mind and light stabilize somewhere within it. “...I’m not alone,” he said, quieter.
That time, he almost believed it.
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