Severed Chains: Fateless (book 1)

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Final Link (Julie)



The whirring of helicopter blades may have roused me to consciousness, or maybe the shouting voices did it. However it happened, my eyes opened. I expected to feel pain, but I felt none. My last memory had to do with something sharp stabbing through my chest. But when I lifted my head slightly, I saw no such object, just a large bloody bandage.

I found myself laying on a stretcher, with Captain Majo sitting beside me, head down. He looked to be snoozing. Cassie, Jacob, and Valerie all sat in chairs with seatbelts across their chests. Between us, sat another stretcher, Azen lay on it, breathing weakly. I tried to sit up, but a hand landed on my shoulder.

"Stay still, or you'll reopen the wound," the familiar old voice said.

I glanced to my other side, to see the old woman I knew as Sandy Tales. She wore the same armor Captain Majo, and the Lieutenants had worn.

"Where are we, Sandy?" I whispered.

"We're in a helicopter, leaving the sight of the Damnation," she said.

I shook my head. "How? How are you involved in all of this? And what IS all of this?"

Sandy sighed. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth."

"What truth?" I asked.

"That I've been guarding you since you were a little girl. That when I took you to see Santa when you were just three, my husband severed your Chain of Fate."

"I really don't understand," I said.

She brushed the hair from my face. "You will in time, my dear. Just know you're all safe. All six Fateless survived the Damnation."

"What does that mean?" I asked. "Why are we so important?"

"Why, together you're going to save the world."

"Sandra," an old man said.

I glanced over to see a short figure stand above me. He leaned down and looked at me. I couldn't see past his dark sunglasses, but I recognized him right away. The limo driver who brought me to the airport when everything began.

"She's awake and recovering nicely I see," Gustav said.

"Yes, dear," Sandy replied. "The healing nanites worked beautifully."

"Please, Gustav, tell me the truth..." I whispered.

He adjusted his glasses and opened the door beside me. I looked down to see the burning town of Bell's Ferry.

"Who are you, really?" I asked.

Gustav adjusted his glasses, then stepped into the doorway, holding the rail above him.

With a grim tone, he spoke these words, "My name is Gustav Zolomon... and this is how the world ends."

Jake A. Strife

#315 in Fantasy
#20 in Urban fantasy
#175 in Young adult

Story about: survival, demons, terror

Edited: 26.08.2019

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