away, Troy and Renee knew this was more than just your usual
Donovan moment. Perhaps the insane look in his eyes or the evil
mark on his forehead could have been written off, but the big
dent in the floor close to where they had been standing was
clear trouble. Now, not only was he scary, he was capable.
“Donovan, what are you doing?” Renee cried.
to eliminate any of Molly's henchmen who assist in her insidious
scheme. How ironic that my old nemesis Troy Monroe has betrayed
himself and joined forces with her to defeat me.”
Troy shouted, almost as offended by the accusation that he was
working with Molly as he was confused by the whole thing.
Donovan, even if that were true that's not technically irony,”
scoffed. “You deny it, yet here you are, about to defile my dark
room with your purification ritual.”
nothing to do with that!” Troy exclaimed.
matter... I've been waiting here for any of her legions to
arrive and fall into my trap. Before I can vanquish my primary
foe, I must first dispatch of her underlings!”
you're wondering why Donovan didn't catch Yuki on her run that
morning... he overslept. Merging with a demon is quite
event, Donovan was through with small talk. He summoned a bolt
of dark energy and snapped it at Troy. The charge was minimal
and he released it faster than any attack he'd ever used before.
Troy was caught off guard and it nailed him in the chest,
knocking him back.
the pain, he ducked out of the way of a second blast, and good
thing judging by the explosion Troy heard behind him. Troy tried
to fight back with a water spell, but Donovan absorbed it as if
it was, well, water.
pretend your paltry attacks are of any use,” mocked Donovan,
firing another spell at Troy.
time, Renee stepped in with a shield. “No sense attacking him,
Troy. I'm sure Molly and Kurt will be here soon.”
right...” Troy cowered behind Renee as she deflected another
sneered, holding his trigger in place for longer. As his dark
energy grew between his palms, Renee held her shield up, ready
whenever he was. With a primal scream, he fired at her, breaking
the shield and slamming Renee back into Troy. They fell to the
floor. Donovan followed by shooting a spell at the ceiling above
them. A large panel crashed on top of them.
first, there was no movement from underneath. Donovan took a
cautious step forward. In order to make his own victory that
much more glorious in his mind, he puffed up his enemy's
strength as well. So he did not assume that a mere ceiling panel
would be enough to destroy them.
it wasn't. Underneath, Troy and Renee were merely bruised a
little and showered with what they hoped wasn't asbestos. They
took a moment to gather their thoughts- not easy as they still
didn't have a clue what was going on. Troy began to lift the
panel up, but Renee gently set a hand on his arm. She took a
deep breath, used her other arm to ready her trigger, and fired.
Combining a powerful gust of wind with a little bit of
telekinesis she had picked up from her sister, Renee catapulted
the entire panel towards Donovan. Donovan's eyes bulged for a
moment at the sight, but reacted quickly with a spell. The panel
shattered in front of him, with most of the pieces bouncing off
his chest and falling harmlessly to the floor.
it gave Troy time to get to his feet. When he did, however, he
was quite dismayed that Donovan was still approaching them. His
demon-infused body seemingly unstoppable. Instead of using the
direct approach then, Troy tried something else: he enchanted
It was a
simple ice spell really, but it made the floor in front of
Donovan nice and slick. Donovan didn't catch on. “You missed,”
he said, just as he tripped. His legs gave way and suddenly he
was on his back.
wasted no time charging in, using a flight spell to go even
faster. She canceled it once she arrived at Donovan and replaced
it with a binding spell.
his legs succumb to the restraint, Donovan held his hands out,
got in one more trigger and tried to fight it off. Renee
responded, gasping but putting more energy into her magic binds,
but Donovan overpowered her, destroying his invisible shackles
with a force that knocked his would-be captor over.
not happy simply defeating the attempt. Eager to make Renee pay,
he got to his knees and swung his hands around once more, this
time driving his spell directly into her stomach. Sneering, he
held them there, ignoring the black sparks flying and her
was unbearable, worse than any she had ever imagined. It was
incorporeal, not physical, starting at the impact point and
spreading, growing exponentially more excruciating as it spread
through her entire body. She thought she heard Troy screaming at
some point in all this, but the pain dominated all other senses.
Yet Donovan held firm, ignoring an ice bolt from Troy until the
spell had been transmitted. Renee remained conscious throughout,
feeling the demon energy destroying her from within but unable
to fight back or shut down.
sensed the vrockrompir curse leave him completely and pulled
back. Renee's wish was finally granted: she fell over, lifeless.
Troy screamed as Donovan inflicted the curse on Renee. And
Donovan did swat away an ice bolt. The sight of Renee in such
agony horrified Troy, who wanted to swoop in and save her. But
he couldn't. He was helpless to stop Donovan. Sometimes in
stories like this, the hero taps some unexpected strength,
somehow corralling the power necessary to save the girl. Real
life isn't as convenient.
Renee was out, Donovan tossed her aside and stood up, turning
his attention to Troy.
did you do to her?!” Troy exclaimed, trying to look at her while
keeping his focus on Donovan. From his distance, he didn't see
any signs of life.
fate is sealed,” Donovan replied, grinning madly. “Pity I can't
do the same to you.”
stole even more glances at Renee, still trying to figure out
just what fate that was. He knew better than to expect specifics
charged up a spell- a big one. “You I shall simply destroy.” And
“Donovan!” shouted Molly. Behind Donovan's back, she and Kurt
were charging in. Problem was, Troy was the only one who reacted
to the shout. Which meant he forgot to dodge the attack. It
struck him in the chest and sent him flying backward.
Donovan could turn around, Kurt threw up rock walls to surround
him. Donovan charged another attack and blew through them. In
response, Kurt sent the creation tumbling down and used the
individual pieces as artillery against Donovan. Three large
pieces struck Donovan in the back, but he kept going.
taking his eyes off the approaching enemy, Kurt shouted,
“Molly?” With no response, his eyes left Donovan and found Molly
hunched over Renee.
Renee?” Molly mumbled through gritted teeth, a hand on her
sister's cheek. It was warm- hot, actually. So hot that Molly
had to pull her hand away and focus instead on Renee's weak
breathing. Besides a few scrapes from the ceiling panel, there
was no physical damage but clearly she was in bad shape. All
Molly could think about was the five minutes she waited because
she'd assumed Donovan was just being a reckless moron again.
okay?” Troy asked, crawling in on his knees, clutching his
happened?” Molly spat, ignoring Troy's injury.
shook his head. “I don't know! Renee tried a binding spell and
he just hit her with something. I couldn't stop it.”
turned to Donovan. He had Kurt shielding himself in a corner and
seemed to notice Molly's eyes on him. Donovan glared back, then
charged and fired a blast of energy at her. She put a shield up,
watched it absorb the spell without blinking, then returned her
attention to Renee.
stronger,” she muttered, holding her finger out to maintain her
shield, which deflected two more attack spells.
winced, adding, “I'll say.” Molly looked at him, the visible
flesh wound on his stomach and the thin trail of blood down the
hallway. A snarl formed on her mouth.
hell are you doing?” she said, angrily. “That looks bad.”
make sure she's okay!” he replied, almost as bitter.
than appreciate his bout of heroism, she narrowed her eyes. “Why
the hell are you here anyway? You have no business being here
Troy came up with an adequate answer, Kurt shouted, “Hey, guys?!
I'm worried about her too but one of you please give me a hand
Molly's interrogation, Kurt had generated a large stone wall to
block Donovan's attacks. Just as Molly faced the action, Donovan
blew the upper half away.
angry huff, Molly stood up, took two steps towards Donovan and
fired off a warding spell. Donovan grunted, dropped to his knees
and snarled at her. Molly snarled back as her fears were
confirmed: only demonic beings reacted to that spell.
seething, Donovan fired his attack, which Molly expertly
shielded. Undeterred, Donovan got off another spell. Molly kept
her shield up until she saw him vanish. Quickly, she dropped the
magic shield, started her trigger motion and turned around.
Donovan reappeared behind her, just in time to receive a nasty
bolt from the end of her finger, knocking him to the ground.
“Wherever you got this power, I'm not amused,” muttered Molly.
cast a flight spell, but only to get to his feet and retreat a
few yards. He landed, still very much able to continue the
battle. Molly furrowed her eyebrows.
meanwhile, had dug himself out of the rubble and joined her.
Immediately, his hand went up and he summoned a fireball for
Donovan. It was a small flame, but ignited his shirt.
Donovan tried to snuff out the measly little thing, Kurt
mumbled, “Damn, I suck at fire spells.”
nodded in agreement, but both her eyes and Kurt's widened as a
wind gust came out of nowhere, fanning the paltry spark into
something that consumed his entire outfit. They both turned to
the source, but Troy did not acknowledge them, focusing instead
on prolonging his spell.
they cared; the fire and smoke took their toll and left Donovan
incapacitated. Molly and Kurt walked up to him, Kurt threw his
hand up, this time calling forth gushing water from under
Donovan to not only put out the fire but also to combine with
the wind spell and disorient him further.
seconds of this and Molly lashed her left hand out. Troy got the
message and killed his spell. The water subsided and Donovan was
drenched, scorched, dazed... but still standing defiantly. One
more attack from Molly took care of that- down he went.
Kurt caught his breath, then took care of the nagging earlobe
that had been wiggling throughout, Molly spun around and went
right back to checking on her sister, paying no heed to either
Kurt or Troy.
you think we should bind...” Kurt began, but knew that there was
no way he was coming between Molly and her sister this time.
what happened?” Yuki asked, quite thrown by the carnage in the
hallway. Renee and Donovan were unconscious, Troy was bleeding
badly and Kurt was having a telepathic chat with Uriel's office.
didn't notice the displacement?” Molly replied, still hovering
in front of the dark room so I just thought Mr. Silvestro was
working on something. I'm just here for a spraying.”
pointed at her. “Well, while you're here, whip up a strong
sleeping potion and something to heal Troy. In that order.”
protested. “What do you mean, 'in that order?' This really
hurts!” He winced, clutching his makeshift bandage- a roll of
up, Troy, it's not life-threatening. I don't want Donovan waking
up until we get to Central.”
“Central?” Molly looked up.
bent down across from her. “They say it could be any number of
things. They want me to bring her and Donovan to Central to get
a better look.”
well, but I'm going too.”
nodded, expecting that. “That's fine, but we need to go now.”
right back then. Drag that idiot over here and I'll prep a
transport circle when I get back.” Molly stood and teleported
Kurt needed a deep breath. “Awesome,” he muttered. With Yuki
concentrating on her potions, Troy was the only one left capable
of conversation. And he was fighting off some intense pain. Not
that Kurt cared: “Troy, you're gonna have to give me a hand once
you get healed.”
groaned. For someone with a major wound, he thought he was being
a pretty good sport, having been basically ignored all this
time. “Where the hell is Kathryn?”
been wondering that too,” Kurt replied. “How you holding up?”
could do was glare back. Had it not been for the serious
adrenaline rush he used to crawl over to Renee, he'd either be
passed out or crying like a toddler with a paper cut. That high
had long since worn off and took any potential for dramatics
with it: now it was just him, the searing pain, and a line for
least, was moving along at a decent pace. She completed the
first potion and handed it to Kurt, who forced it down Donovan's
gullet. To Kurt, it wasn't the biggest shocker in the world that
Donovan would attack his classmates, but to actually turn
himself over to a demon was alarming. For all of the troubles
the factions have caused, and despite bearing no resemblance to
the badass horned monsters of lore that Donovan would find
appealing, he still went and did it. All for the sake of a book,
a room and his misguided pride.
waited patiently for Yuki to heal Troy, but not for Troy to
enjoy his regained health. Shoulders slumped, Troy joined Kurt
and helped drag Donovan over to Renee. Once the job was done,
Troy sat back down.
take a breather now?” he muttered.
least until Molly gets back. May need your help to load them
into the car.”
took a long look at Renee. She was still motionless, save for
some very faint breathing. He felt compelled to take her hand,
and did so after fighting off the knowledge that Molly was due
back any moment. Her hand burned, but he squeezed it tighter.
The pain grew worse and worse until he finally ripped it away.
on his hand to try to cool it, he still wanted to get closer to
her. But clearly that was a bad idea, so all he could do is
stare at her unhappily and try to grasp what had happened. Renee
had been doing something so great for him. In an instant, she
was reduced to playing victim to whatever Donovan had inflicted
upon her. It made no sense.
he do this to her?” he mumbled. Framed that way, it made even
less sense: Renee was the only one in the unit who even
pretended to socialize with Donovan.
shook his head. He didn't even know what 'this' was, much less
Donovan's motives. “I don't know. Best thing we can do is get to
Central and let the brains figure it out. They'll handle this.”
He didn't sound totally certain.
it, Troy, unless you want to get blasted to Kurt's too,” Molly
said, appearing suddenly. Troy sprang up in shock and turned
around. She had appeared behind him, with a large luggage bag
and a black briefcase in tow.
unless you want to drag Donovan into my car, he does,” Kurt
reminded her, somehow calm after her instant arrival. That
changed once he realized which black briefcase it was. “Wait,
are you bringing... that?”
nodded, setting it down and pulling out her magic marker to draw
the circle. “I'm supposed to have it with me at all times. Plus
I may accidentally leave it there. That would be convenient.”
snickered. “I'm more concerned about Donovan waking up in the
car. I don't know if that sleeping potion will last long
making more!” Yuki shouted. That explained why she had been
practically invisible the last ten minutes.
field agents given a negator for situations like this?” Molly
yeah... hope I can find it,” Kurt said.
completed the circle, capped her marker and said, “All aboard.”
Kurt, Troy and Yuki stepped inside and Molly whisked them away
to Kurt's apartment.
ladies first,” Kurt mumbled, carefully clutching Renee under the
shrugged and went to grab her legs, saying, “So we're just going
to strap her into the back seat?”
coughed. “No, you're going to find Kurt's negator.” Troy rolled
his eyes as Molly assumed his position.
should be in my desk drawer,” Kurt said, somewhat amused. As
Troy did that, Molly and Kurt lifted Renee and walked her to the
car, with Yuki opening doors and such.
process of getting her into the car proved to be more difficult
than assumed. Molly placed Renee's legs in carefully, but not
with any degree of aim, leaving Kurt the difficult task of
getting the rest of her inside, while adjusting her legs to
offer some measure of modesty.
was one major hitch: “Who the hell wears a skirt in November?”
Kurt muttered. After buckling her in, he pulled out and
accidentally bumped his head against the door frame. Rubbing it,
he added, “Any objection to just throwing Donovan in the trunk?”
was my plan the whole time,” Molly replied, dryly.
exactly what they did- although Molly let Troy carry the second
body. That too was an ordeal, but at least they didn't have to
worry about modesty or positioning Donovan appropriately. They
tossed him in and slammed the trunk shut. Molly and Kurt
squeezed their luggage into the back, activated the negator and
set it under the rear window.
should do it,” Kurt said.
let's go. It'll be late enough by the time we get there.” Molly
was already opening the passenger-side door.
will you guys be back?” Troy asked, standing on the sidewalk
locked his apartment door and ran back. “No idea. Probably
depends on how severe it is. First glance...” He took a deep
breath and looked at Renee. “Could be a while. Plus there's a
bunch of procedural crap with Donovan we'll probably have to
coughed again, leading Kurt into the car and starting the
stepped forward. “So what should I tell the kids at school if
they ask where Renee is?”
her head out, Molly glared back. Now she looked perturbed. “You
don't associate with Renee so you would have no idea.” She
ducked back in, slammed the door shut and nodded to Kurt to
drive off before they could be interrupted again.
hours, one refueling and an Arby's drive-thru later, Renee and
Donovan arrived at Central Academy safely and securely... Renee
the former, Donovan the latter. The procedure was actually very
similar for both: they were strapped down and wheeled to the
demonic studies facility, where both would get a full diagnosis
and evaluation. The only real difference was that Donovan's
treatment involved more shackles and less compassion.
Normally, all but one of the dorms were closed, but as it had
been a trying day for Molly, nobody dared argue against her
staying in room 202 of Hall D. Kurt, on the other hand, wasn't
able to avoid confrontation quite as well.
called you three times! What the hell's going on?!” Kathryn
shouted, forcing Kurt to pull the phone away from his ear until
I was driving. It's been a rough day. Didn't you notice the
displacement at school?”
leaving right in the middle of practice. Coach would kill me!”
sighed. “Well, I could have used your help. Did you hear what
Troy actually answers his phone.” She paused. With more
sympathy, she added, “Is she okay?”
know. Molly's still down there.”
the insisting Molly did on staying in the room, she only went in
to drop off her bags and the grimoire before returning to the
facility to be closer to Renee. Kurt remained in room 202,
arguing that him staying there was more expedient. The real
reason was that Molly's dorm had a TV.
where are you staying?” Kathryn asked, suddenly terse.
“Actually, you mind if I sleep in your bed?” Kurt said, smirking
at the connotation in spite of the fact that she'd already slept
in his many times.
go ahead. Nothing in there anyway,” Kathryn replied. Kurt poked
his head into the room; not only was it empty, he wasn't sure
which bed was Kathryn's and which was Yuki's.
then, Molly entered the room, quietly trudging to the couch with
slumped shoulders. Kurt took one look at her and said to
Kathryn, “Molly just got back. I'm gonna get going.”
what?!” Kathryn shouted.
you,” he blurted.
wait, how come you're done talking to me just because she walks
she sounded, Kurt was in no mood to argue. Flippantly, he said,
“Talk to you later, Kat,” and disconnected.
“Unbelievable,” he muttered, pocketing the phone and walked over
to the couch. “Donovan signs with a demon, hits Renee with
something awful, and all Kathryn can think about is how I'm here
with you.” He groaned. “She's jealous. Everything going on and
stopped when he saw Molly failing to react. She sat slumped
forward, staring blankly at the stand under the television. Her
hands trembled slightly. Clearly she didn't care about his
how's she doing?” he asked, sitting next to her. A little closer
to her than was professional, but by the time he noticed he
too late to do any major analysis. They made sure it was nothing
immediately life-threatening and kept her sedated through the
night. They'll look at her tomorrow.”
okay?” He only asked because she clearly wasn't. Kurt knew she
wouldn't actually answer.
shook her head. “I didn't think this could get any worse.”
be all right. They'll figure it out and fix her up. This will
all get sorted out.”
turned to him. Molly's eyes were heavy, strained and powerless.
Her face was almost unrecognizable until she opened her mouth
and said, “What are you basing that assumption on?”
looked away and tried to answer with something other than blind
faith. Now logically, it was unlikely that Donovan could inflict
Renee with something unknown to doctors, incurable and took more
than a day to take effect. So her odds were probably good. But
that was a lofty argument for a situation where most people
would have been consoled with a simple hug and soft
of course, wasn't most people. And the problem extended far
beyond this one incident. Lofty expectations, years of training
designed for students far older than her and enough demonic
incidents to last a lifetime seemed to culminate in this one
rare moment of defeat. Kurt was humbled simply being allowed to
witness it. How was he supposed to come up with the proper
sighed and went with the only one he could think of, wrong as he
knew it was. Slowly, his arm reached for her opposite shoulder,
delicately fitting his palm over it. Then he waited for the
inevitable spurning. Maybe she'd summon up some anger, perhaps
even the glare, that would snap her out of this.
nothing of the sort. Molly shuddered a bit at the touch, but
didn't acknowledge it in any other way. She didn't even look at
him. It was unexpected, but more importantly Kurt couldn't tell
whether he was helping.
minute, he got his answer. Molly leaned in towards him, her head
drifting slowly into his upper arm. She sighed. It wasn't a
contented sigh nor an exasperated one. Just a quiet, tired
exhaling that was simply neutral. If anything, it scared Kurt
everything he knew about her personality, she seemed comfortable
with this. Worse yet, she needed this. Kurt knew it wasn't his
responsibility to provide it, and it was very much out of line
for him to do so. But if not him, then who? The frightening
reality that he was the only thing separating Molly Pearson from
desolate loneliness developed into something even more
terrifying. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to wrap
his other arm around her and hold her close until she was free
of her torments.
on the door startled him, waking him up from any thoughts of
indiscretion. Jarring him further was Molly jumping to her feet
instantly to answer it. She did not look at him, instead
marching to the door with her usual expressionless stride. If
anything, she was more stiff. Kurt himself got to his feet and
followed her to the entrance. Past midnight, few visits were
'sup?” said Reggie, with his usual half-eyed half smile. Molly
slammed the door in his face.
that Reggie?” Kurt opened it for him again. Indeed it was, and
Reggie's smile grew.
that's what's up,” he said, nodding.
bring out the glare from Molly, but Reggie simply
recoiled a bit and maintained his groove. “Why the hell are you
at my door at one in the morning when academy is not in
session?” Molly asked.
always here. I heard someone walking upstairs and figured it was
you guys. 202's always up to no good.”
clarify, while year-round tenancy wasn't unheard of at Central,
it was exceedingly rare and contingent on too many conditions to
list. So it should have come as a surprise to Kurt. It didn't
though: if Kurt could reside in Reggie's room, he wouldn't want
to leave it either.
didn't even give it that much thought. “I've had a very rough
night,” she grumbled. “I don't know if I'll be able to sleep
tonight, but I'd very much like to try.”
nodded. “Well, you know I've got the cure for rough nights...”
you'd never ask,” Kurt muttered. Reggie's room required no
selling. But before he could step outside, he felt Molly's eyes
burning a hole in the back of his head and turned to her. She
was indeed staring back, but her eyes still lacked their usual
punch. In a way, they were even more effective.
“Actually, this isn't really a good time,” Kurt said. Given the
situation that brought them there to begin with, it really
wasn't. Thing is, when he said it, Renee and Donovan were the
last things on his mind.
spent most of the next day as close to Renee as she could
manage. At first, this meant waiting outside the lab as assorted
experts examined her sister. They'd walk by frequently and she'd
demand an answer, but every time they'd shake their heads and
cite an unwillingness to scare her until they came up with
something conclusive. With few definite symptoms and a lot of
curses and maladies to sort through, the process took a while.
about noon when they transported Renee to the clinic and let
Molly see her. They cautioned Molly not to touch Renee pending
some of the tests, but Molly wasn't the hand-holding type so it
wasn't a concern. Renee was resting comfortably, and word was
she was even on the verge of waking up. The only sign of trouble
was a black oval that had developed on her forehead.
the hours spent waiting, all Molly could do was stare helplessly
at her sister. She had no words, not that she would speak to
someone who wasn't listening. Instead, the moment was for
herself- a clarifying pause that told her just how bad their
began to stir, so Molly stood and lingered at her sister's side.
After a slow moan, Renee's eyes opened and started taking in the
new surroundings. That included Molly, who despite everything
wore a faint smile.
evaporated when Renee's first words were, “Is Troy okay?”
needed a moment to let that slide before replying, “You're the
one you should be worried about. Troy got off easy compared to
“Am I at
Central?” Now that she had time to process it, she recognized
the clinic. After her encounter with Kiki, how could she forget?
They're trying to figure out what Donovan hit you with.”
then, Renee felt flustered. Uneasily, she asked, “Why? It it
don't know. How do you feel?”
I have a bit of a fever. And I'm really thirsty. Maybe he just
gave me the flu.” She smiled weakly, although she knew it wasn't
sighed. “They'll figure it out. It's Donovan; I'm sure it's
the vrockrompir curse,” said Mr. Smittle, barging into the room
and startling both sisters. Although he wasn't as filthy as
usual, his boots still dragged a lot of caked mud onto the
sounds bad,” Renee mumbled, unsettled.
just a name,” Molly replied. “Probably nothing serious.”
it's bad,” Smittle said. “In fact, it's fatal.”
Molly gasped, her face turning white in an instant. Her and
Renee's hearts pounded as their unspoken fears were realized in
one harsh blow.
wasn't moved. Scoffing, he added, “Well, not to her
had so much she wanted to reply with, but decided it best to
take a deep breath and calmly urge him to continue.
boyfriend must have been fused with a vrockrompir demon. He gets
its powers and its curse. If he doesn't transfer the curse in
time, it kills him.”
you're saying he transferred it to Renee?” Molly asked.
Smittle continued. “Yep. Same rules apply to her. Once she gets
the curse, she has to transfer it to someone else or she dies.”
turned to Renee, who stared back, just as fearful. “How much
time does she get?”
Smittle again, Molly narrowed her eyes. “Really? Sixty-six
hours?” Even in a situation this dire, she couldn't help but
notice the misplaced symbolism.
shrugged. “Actually it's 69, but you try teaching that to a
bunch of college kids.”
“Sixty-nine is the name of a sexual position. The guy and the
care!” Molly shouted suddenly. Dismissing it and calming down,
she said, “So she has to pass the curse to somebody?”
if she knows how to inflict demonic curses.”
looked at Renee, still staring at Mr. Smittle, worried. That was
I won't teach her. Last time I showed a kid how to do that, the
man ripped me a new one.”
can't pass it on to somebody, what is she supposed to do?” asked
Molly, no longer tolerating any changes of subject.
docs will figure something out. If you can't give the curse to
somebody, they'll just embed something that'll absorb it. Sure,
you'll have the soul of a dead monster in you, but at least
blinked. “That's, um...”
very enticing option,” Molly concluded.
grunted. “Hell, in the old days, if anyone got it, he just
passed it off to whoever he could get his hands on. Turned into
a big game of hot potato. That's kinda illegal now. Stupid
there any other options?”
Shrugging, Smittle shook his head. “Why are you worrying about
it? Like I said, it's up to the doctors. Like they're gonna let
her die. Besides, they got two days to come up with something.”
He turned around and left without another word.
Molly sneering. All the fine doctors that are entrusted with
saving Renee's life, and this was the guy representing them.
Hardly seemed encouraging.
Renee said, weakly.
turned around and stood at her sister's bedside. “Don't worry.
I'll take care of it.”
shook her head, forming a faint smile. “Worry about what? He
said they'll figure something out. I'm sure they will.”
as Renee seemed, it did nothing to reassure Molly. Smittle may
have been right: no matter how she felt about the MST, they
wouldn't simply let Renee die. But whatever the remedy was, she
was determined to make sure it was in her sister's best