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I felt powerful, for the first time in a very long time. Squaring my shoulders and narrowing my eyes, my finger curled around the trigger.
This man was to blame for so much pain and anger in this world. He’d hurt me. Threatened my men and was going to kill hundreds of women just as a way for him to control me, to take me for himself. He wanted to hurt me, and I knew if he ever got his hands on my now, I was as good as dead.
I took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.
The laser gun kicked in my hands as a ball of fire emerged out of the end of the barrel, racing toward Nix at the speed of light. He had no time to react before the laser connected with his cheek, eating through his dark purple skin in the blink of an eye. His jawline pulverized under the power of the laser and he screamed as the skin of his face burned away, peeling back across the left side of his face.
I pulled the trigger again, this time aiming for his chest. The gun slipped in my hands and the laser, instead of shooting his heart, impacted his left arm, traveling through the underside and emerging at his collarbone.
I’d never seen so much blood.
He stopped screaming, his eyes bulging with pain as he swayed back and forth. My Vakarrans descended on him then, and I saw a right hook knock into the side of Nix’s head. He fell to the ground, looking a rather putrid color.
He didn’t get back up and I watched the blood spread over the ground beneath him.
“In the tents now. Gather the women. We move out. Now. Danika, you keep the gun on Nix. You do not enter these tents,” Taraik commanded.
I obeyed. I’d probably just get in the way.
In minutes, the men emerged with women thrown over their shoulders. Taraik and Roan carried the two least injured and Xandaar left one who could still walk with me. He went back in and finally emerged with a large bag full of supplies.
“Move,” Roan demanded.
We all moved out in the direction of the hovercrafts. I tried to ignore the dried blood on the weak women’s bodies, the marks of the whips on their backs. I stared at the ground instead. My heart pounded, and I ran with my Vakarrans.
We made it back to the hovercraft as the sky began to lighten, the first tendrils of sunrise reaching from the horizon.
We boarded, and I collapsed onto the floor, sitting down and hugging my knees to my chest.
I was exhausted, but Nix was done for. It was over.
Chapter Fifteen
Danika
When we arrived back at New Atlanta, I found out the entire mission had been a success. All the women, including the injured ones we had taken, were accounted for. We’d even recruited a few additional Vakarrans to join the settlement, although they were to be kept under strict watch, with little access to any and all communication devices for the immediate future.
Clothing of all sizes was gathered and put aside for the women. They were placed in the already built bunker and given beds of their own. Every face that I saw was filled with wonder and gratitude, all thankful to be free of the Vakarran training camp.
They were most thankful for the ability to wear clothes once again.
It took some time to feed them all. The Vakarrans had brought with them sustainable technology that could create endless amounts of food. One of them was a box that would make whatever food a person wanted to appear out of thin air, without any ingredients at all. We didn’t have enough of those for everyone, so the women took turns and shared meals, which all of them sorely needed. Most of them were clean, but we showed them how to use the Vakarran showers within the bunker, a waterless cleaning tube that used a combination of steam and air to cleanse the skin.
In that time, Xandaar and Taraik disappeared to care for the wounded. When they finally returned, they looked exhausted but hopeful.
Everyone was safe.
We’d rescued them all and had no casualties. A successful mission.
After several hours, I began to feel tired and dizzy and Taraik ordered me to bed before I even admitted it to myself. He didn’t give me any choice, but took my hand and led me back toward the elevator of the apartment building we had been staying in.
His arms circled around me when we reached the entryway.
“You did good, little dove,” he murmured. “I’m proud of you.”
I couldn’t help but smile at his words.
“Did you know I was there the whole time?” I asked him, turning my head to look up at his warm copper eyes. He shook his head, a small smile lighting up his expression.
