an experiment of the queen's,” I said, deciding to tell half of the truth.
“What kind of experiment?” Lux asked with true curiosity, not fear.
“I have nanites like the Harvesters do, but mine give me special powers as well as their physical enhancements.”
“What kind of powers?”
“I can heal myself and other people.”
Lux sat up straighter at this news. “You can heal people? Like heal a wound?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Prove it.”
“I don't see why I have to prove anything to you.”
“You don't,” Lux said, apparently not being the sort of person to threaten me to do what she wanted. “But, I need to know if it's true. Please. It's important.”
The desperate look on her face made me realize just how important it was to her. I decided it wouldn’t hurt to show her what I could do considering the fact she was helping us while not asking for anything in return.
I looked around the cabin and saw a set of knives by a sink area. I moved Rose from the table to the wrap around seat for safety sake and walked over to the knives to retrieve one. Once I had the knife, I faced Lux and held out my hand palm up running the edge of the knife across my hand so she could see the cut for herself. Within a few seconds the cut healed itself.
“Shit,” Lux turned around and pushed the throttle to increase our speed down the canal.
“What's wrong? Why was it so important for you to know for sure?”
“Nothing’s wrong. Not if you can heal other people too.” Lux glanced over her shoulder at me. “A friend of mind got shot yesterday when she and her family came to shore to get supplies. None of us are doctors so we can't get the bullet out without killing her for sure. Do you think you can heal a bullet wound?”
“Yes.”
Lux nodded and sighed in relief, focusing her attention on getting us down the canal as quickly as possible and into open water.
It didn't take us long to reach the middle of the lake where a grouping of five other boats similar to Lux's were floating close together in a loose circle. As we approached, I saw someone from each boat come out and point either a rifle or a shotgun in our direction. Lux didn't seem too alarmed by this show of firearms, and I had to assume it was simply a safety precaution meant to ensure no Harvester had commandeered the boat while Lux was on shore.
Lux brought us up beside one of the boats and pushed a button on the dashboard in front of her. I heard the clang of metal and assumed she just lowered the anchor to keep us in place.
She hopped out of her seat and said, “Come on. She's probably gotten worse since I left.”
Lux grabbed her backpack from the table and walked past me to the stern. I picked Rose up and followed her out.
A man stood at the back of the boat we were anchored next to with his shotgun lowered and at his side.
“How is she, Joe?” Lux asked the man as she took his offered hand to help her hop the short distance over to his boat.
“Not good,” Joe told her, lines of worry creasing his brow. “Were you able to find anything that might help?”
Joe looked to be in his mid-forties with black hair that was just starting to gray at the temples. He was heavy set and had a rather hairy torso underneath the tank top he wore. His brown eyes focused on me with curiosity.
“Who's the girl?”
“She's what I found to help. Trust me, Joe.”
Joe nodded. “I trust you, Lux. I'm just praying for a miracle right now.”
“I think I found it,” Lux told him, looking back at me with undisguised hope in her eyes.
Joe helped me cross over to his boat and Lux didn't lose any time by quickly leading me down a set of stairs to the living quarters below deck.
Lying across the dining table in the galley was presumably the body of the girl Lux had brought me here to help. Just from her short length, I could tell she was young, possibly not past the age of seven. I couldn't see her face because a woman with pale blonde hair stood
“What kind of experiment?” Lux asked with true curiosity, not fear.
“I have nanites like the Harvesters do, but mine give me special powers as well as their physical enhancements.”
“What kind of powers?”
“I can heal myself and other people.”
Lux sat up straighter at this news. “You can heal people? Like heal a wound?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Prove it.”
“I don't see why I have to prove anything to you.”
“You don't,” Lux said, apparently not being the sort of person to threaten me to do what she wanted. “But, I need to know if it's true. Please. It's important.”
The desperate look on her face made me realize just how important it was to her. I decided it wouldn’t hurt to show her what I could do considering the fact she was helping us while not asking for anything in return.
I looked around the cabin and saw a set of knives by a sink area. I moved Rose from the table to the wrap around seat for safety sake and walked over to the knives to retrieve one. Once I had the knife, I faced Lux and held out my hand palm up running the edge of the knife across my hand so she could see the cut for herself. Within a few seconds the cut healed itself.
“Shit,” Lux turned around and pushed the throttle to increase our speed down the canal.
“What's wrong? Why was it so important for you to know for sure?”
“Nothing’s wrong. Not if you can heal other people too.” Lux glanced over her shoulder at me. “A friend of mind got shot yesterday when she and her family came to shore to get supplies. None of us are doctors so we can't get the bullet out without killing her for sure. Do you think you can heal a bullet wound?”
“Yes.”
Lux nodded and sighed in relief, focusing her attention on getting us down the canal as quickly as possible and into open water.
It didn't take us long to reach the middle of the lake where a grouping of five other boats similar to Lux's were floating close together in a loose circle. As we approached, I saw someone from each boat come out and point either a rifle or a shotgun in our direction. Lux didn't seem too alarmed by this show of firearms, and I had to assume it was simply a safety precaution meant to ensure no Harvester had commandeered the boat while Lux was on shore.
Lux brought us up beside one of the boats and pushed a button on the dashboard in front of her. I heard the clang of metal and assumed she just lowered the anchor to keep us in place.
She hopped out of her seat and said, “Come on. She's probably gotten worse since I left.”
Lux grabbed her backpack from the table and walked past me to the stern. I picked Rose up and followed her out.
A man stood at the back of the boat we were anchored next to with his shotgun lowered and at his side.
“How is she, Joe?” Lux asked the man as she took his offered hand to help her hop the short distance over to his boat.
“Not good,” Joe told her, lines of worry creasing his brow. “Were you able to find anything that might help?”
Joe looked to be in his mid-forties with black hair that was just starting to gray at the temples. He was heavy set and had a rather hairy torso underneath the tank top he wore. His brown eyes focused on me with curiosity.
“Who's the girl?”
“She's what I found to help. Trust me, Joe.”
Joe nodded. “I trust you, Lux. I'm just praying for a miracle right now.”
“I think I found it,” Lux told him, looking back at me with undisguised hope in her eyes.
Joe helped me cross over to his boat and Lux didn't lose any time by quickly leading me down a set of stairs to the living quarters below deck.
Lying across the dining table in the galley was presumably the body of the girl Lux had brought me here to help. Just from her short length, I could tell she was young, possibly not past the age of seven. I couldn't see her face because a woman with pale blonde hair stood
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