Bloodfever
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You cant go forward if youre looking backward, Mac, Daddy always said. You run into walls that way.
I dropped my regrets, a burdensome piece of baggage. Looking forward, I opened my mouth.
He sliced off another piece of flesh and fed it to me, and another. I chewed more strongly, swallowed more vigorously. A chilling heat suffused me and I trembled, as if in the grip of a brutal fever. After several more pieces, I felt my body begin the painful process of knitting itself back together. It was not pleasant. I cried out. Barrons covered my mouth with his hand, wrapped his arms around me, and crushed me against him while I thrashed and moaned. I guessed his efforts to keep me quiet meant Malluc was somewhere nearby, or some of his minions were.
When the worst of it had passed, I ate more, and endured the brutal cycle again and again. Against his hot skin, I healed. Bracketed by his arms, I shuddered and writhed, and grew back together. The lacerations on the inside of my mouth faded into smooth, unbroken skin. Bones straightened and fused, tendons and torn flesh knitted itself, contusions melted. It was an agony. It was a miracle. I could feel the living Unseelie flesh doing things to me. I could feel it changing my innate structure, affecting it on a cellular level, infusing me with something ancient and powerful. Healing every ill, taking it farther, past perfect mortal health, into the realm of the extraordinary.
A slow, sweet rush of euphoria began to build inside me. My body was young, stronger than it had ever been, stronger than anything could be!
I stretched, gingerly at first, then with growing elation. There was no pain left in my body. As I moved, my muscles bunched with coiled power. My heart thundered, flooding my brain with potent, Fae-spiked blood.
I sat up. I sat up! Id been on the brink of death and now I was whole again! Better than whole. Wonderingly, I ran my hands over my face and body.
Barrons sat up with me. He was staring at me as if waiting for me to suddenly sprout a second, monstrous head. His nostrils flared; he ducked his face to my skin and inhaled. You smell different, he said roughly.
I feel different. But Im fine, I assured him. In fact, I feel amazing! I laughed. I feel fantastic. I feel better than Ive ever felt in my life. This is incredible!
I stood, stretched out my arm, and flexed my hand. I fisted it and punched the stone wall. I hardly even felt it. I punched it again, hard. The skin on my knuckles toreand healed instantly. Blood scarcely had the time to well before it was gone. Did you see that? I exclaimed. Im strong. Im like you and Malluc, I can kick ass now!
His expression was grim as he rose and moved away. He worried too much. I told him so.
You dont worry enough, he retorted.
It was hard to worry when Id just been knockingon Deaths door and now felt like I was going to live forever. Id been jerked between the two, a badly weighted pendulum, jarringly fast. Id ricocheted from the depths of despair to euphoria, from pulverized to stronger than ever before, from terrorized to the one capable of terrorizing. Who could hurt me now? No one!
I finally felt like being a sidhe-seer had some perks. Better than Danis astounding speed, I had superhuman strength. I couldnt wait to test myself, discover what I could do. I was giddy with fearlessness. I was drunk on power, on how good it was to be me!
I danced on light boxers feet over to Barrons. Punch me.
Dont be absurd.
Come on, punch me, Barrons.
Im not punching you.
I said, punchOw! Hed decked me. Bones vibrating, my head snapped back. And forward again. I shook it. No pain. I laughed. Im amazing! Look at me! I hardly even felt it. I danced from foot to foot, feinting punches at him. Come on. Punch me again. My blood felt electrified, my body impervious to all injury.
Barrons was shaking his head.
I punched him in the jaw and his head snapped back.
When it came back down his expression said I suffer you to live. Happy now?
Did it hurt?
No.
Can I try again?
Buy yourself a punching bag.
Fight me, Barrons. I need to know how strong I am.
He rubbed his jaw. Youre strong, he said dryly.
I laughed, delighted. This southern belle was a force to be reckoned with! It was amazing. I had power. I was a player. Once I had my spear again, Id be even better. The playing field against evil had just been leveled.
Speaking of leveling, I wanted Malluc. Dead. Now. The bastard had shattered my will to live. He was a living, breathing reminder of my shame.
Did you happen to see Malluc on the way in? Speaking of the way in, how did you find me? He lied about the cuff, didnt he?
I didnt see him, but I was more concerned with finding you. The cave system beneath the Burren is vast. Ill lead you out. He glanced at his watch. With luck, well be out of here in an hour.
After we kill Malluc.
Ill come back and take care of Malluc.
I dont think so, I said icily. I shot him a look that dared him to argue. I was pumped up, flying on adrenaline. There was no way I was letting someone else fight this battle for me. It was mine. Id paid for it in blood.
Give a woman a little power, he said dryly.