Cipher (2 page)

My heart sped.

This was it. This could really be it.

I laughed, clapping my hands, before readying my fingertips on the keyboard. The lights flickered. I blew out a breath as I tried to copy the files. The lights were strobing out of control as jolts of electricity ran up my spine. It made me lightheaded, but I couldn’t give up. I was almost there. Just a few minutes… I tapped my fingers on the table as the files transferred.

The timer beeped.

Fuck. Only two minutes left. Where the hell had the time gone? I’d gotten too caught up and now I was out of time. I needed those files.

Fifty percent.

I should’ve been copying from the get-go. The thirty-second countdown was going off and my heart beat in my ears.

An alert popped up on my screen. The Greens had narrowed down my location to the Arizona Voids.

The lights flickered faster, and popped.

No. No. No.

I pushed away from my computer, but it was too late. Every last light blew in a cascade of flashes. The RV went dark, and yelling echoed from the surrounding RVs.

The stench of burnt electronics filled the cramped room. “Shit!” My computer was charred. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” I wanted to cry. I wanted to punch the wall, but beating up the Griz—my beloved RV—wouldn’t fix this. It wasn’t her fault. It was all mine.

I had a moment to grieve the lost information before the instinct to run kicked in. I wasn’t sure how close the Greens had gotten or if they’d dispatched a squad of Black Helixes from the Arizona outpost, but I wasn’t waiting to find out. I swung into motion.

The electrical panel hidden in the floor was fully insulated. I opened it and grabbed a new battery. The palm-sized power unit was icy in my hand. I sealed the compartment tight and went outside to access the Griz’s main boards.

It was nearly pitch-black in the trailer park filled with thousands of mobile homes, RVs, and trailers. The silence was eerie. Just the muffled sound of people talking. Cars in the distance. And the sounds of the desert. None of the usual mishmash of TVs, games, and music.

I climbed to the top of the RV and looked out. In the distance, flashing blue and red lights swirled. The Black Helixes were close, but not to the park yet. Besides those lights, the darkness spread as far as I could see. That had to be more than five transformers dead. Months without a slip, and now I’d practically taken out an entire quadrant of the Arizona Void. Exhaustion over the cyclical nature of my life—land somewhere new, lose control of powers, run—weighed down my heart. I didn’t want to do this anymore, but that didn’t change the fact that it was time for me to bail. I had to start again. If I had time, I would’ve cried with frustration and anger. I was finally starting to have a life—a friend—and now I had to go.

I didn’t have even a minute to breathe. I’d be upset later. Once I was safe and far away from here.

A quick switch of batteries and I had power. The charred remains of the old one were trash. I unhooked the water, power, and sewage lines—yuck. I locked the door and went to the driver’s seat. I gave myself a second to say goodbye to this chapter in my life. I’d really liked it here. I’d never had a reason to assume I could stay, but I’d still hoped. It was dumb—really dumb—to get my hopes up. I knew better than that.

Well, that’s everything.

I started the Griz and put her in drive. I was about to hit the accelerator when someone pounded on the door.

I was suddenly cold.

Oh God. They’d already found me. I was so dead. I froze with fear, unable to move.

The knock came again. I prayed to God they wouldn’t shoot through the door.

“Cipher! Where’re you going?”

Thank God.

I strode to the door. “Cut it out,” I said as I swung it open, finally stopping the racket.

Mona stood at the bottom of the steps. She was wearing a microscopic green sequined skirt and a white flowing tank that hinted at modesty, or it would’ve been if it wasn’t mostly see-through. Her straight blonde hair hung loose down her back, and her brown eyes narrowed at me.

She was dressed up. Had I forgotten something?

“Where the fuck are you going, bitch?”

Mona had a way with words. When I first got to the Arizona Void, I ordered food every day from the taco place where she worked. Mona was the delivery girl. Somehow she managed to weasel her way into my life, and I was glad she had. She could be a real pain in my ass, but Mona was like a sister to me when I couldn’t think of anyone else I’d even call a friend.

“You were leaving, weren’t you?” She asked. Her words were clipped and angry. “Without saying goodbye. We had plans. And I brought you dinner.”

I stared at the sack as I considered what to do. My first instinct was to close the door and run. Not because I didn’t want to see Mona, but because I wanted to keep her from getting hurt. But closing the door would hurt her, too, and the list of people that cared about me was exactly one person long.

I waved her in, and took the bag. Inside was my favorite—a bean and cheese burrito with extra jalapeños and a caffeine-rich bev.

She wasn’t going to make this easy. “We had plans?”

“Marx’s at seven. Remember?”

No, I didn’t, but Marx’s was my favorite gaming zone. Mona liked to go because she had a thing for nerdy guys. I liked to go because I liked to game. I would kick the guys’ asses, and when they came to hit on me, I’d point them her way. It was a win-win. Even if Mona thought I should be dating.

What she didn’t know was that I wanted to date, but I couldn’t. With all the running, I hadn’t had time to even go on a date let alone worry about kissing a guy. It was a complication that I couldn’t afford.

Maybe one day.

I should’ve messaged her before trying to bail, but I couldn’t stick around. It was too dangerous. “I’m sorry. I can’t stay.
I have to go,
” I said, willing her to understand.

Mona didn’t know everything—we’d never talked about what I could do—but she’d seen the lights flickering and I’d blown a lightbulb in her mobile home once. She’d been around me enough to take an educated guess as to what I was, even if Red Helixes and their abilities were more urban legend than fact to most everyone.

“You don’t have to leave. There’s a spot in my area of the park that opened up today. Move her there. No one will know you stayed and whoever you’re running from this time won’t ever guess that you stuck around. I’ll even go log you into Jimmy’s system under a fake ID when he’s open next week. Just don’t go.”

“I… Mona…” God. I didn’t want to hurt her, but staying wasn’t really an option. “I have to.”

“I thought you were my best friend. And you were supposed to help me learn about computers so I didn’t have to work this fucking job anymore.” She paused to let that sink in.

This sucked. I didn’t want to let her down, but the risk…

“I know you have issues, but no one is going to find you here. There are too many RVs. Too many trailers. It’s one of the biggest parks in all the Voids. Besides, if anyone does come, you have me. I have your back. We’ll take off together.”

I wanted to stay, but I couldn’t put her in that much danger. “If I stick around and you get caught up in my past, you could end up dead.”

Her bottom lip trembled. All the fierce anger was gone. “You can’t leave me.”

I stared at the ground. Mona had a long history of being left behind. She’d told me bits and pieces, and it wasn’t pretty, but it was why we’d connected in the first place. There weren’t too many girls our age alone in the Voids. It wasn’t easy for us to survive.

I didn’t want to add to her sadness. It was going to break both of us when I left.

“Don’t go.” Her pleading stabbed at my heart.

This—
this—
was why I never made friends. They made you do stupid things. It was careless to stay. Went against all logic. Beyond dumb. But the thought of leaving again, starting over, felt like too much weight on my soul. It was dragging me down. Especially when Mona wanted me to stick around. No one had ever cared enough to even notice that I was going.

Still, I couldn’t believe I was even entertaining the thought.

This was a terrible idea, but I was tired of running. A couple more weeks couldn’t hurt much, could it? No one would be able to find my RV in this park. It was huge. Needle in a haystack huge.

And those couple of weeks could help get Mona on her feet. She’d have a more stable income. A marketable skill. I could leave here guilt-free. Say good-bye and even stay in touch.

“Where’s the empty spot?” The words slipped out before I could stop them.

God, I hoped I didn’t regret this later.

She jumped, wrapping her arms around my neck, nearly strangling me. “Thank you! Thank you! You won’t regret it. We’re going to have so much fun! We’ll be super close neighbors!” She screamed as she bounced.

I hugged her for a second before stepping back. “Okay. Close the door. Let’s get her moved.”

At least now I knew I should be looking for the Shadow Ravens and Lady Eva. Finding them wasn’t going to be easy, but it was more than I had twenty minutes ago. A starting point to begin my next search for information was better than nothing at all. And bad decision or not, staying would make it easier to replace my charred setup.

Whatever else happened, I had to get back online. I had a Lady to find.

Chapter Two

KNIGHT

The gym had emptied hours ago, but I was still working out. Sleep wasn’t going to happen anyway. Whatever my deal was, sticking around the Shadow Ravens compound wasn’t helping.

I punched the bag, giving it everything I had. Yesterday had been hard. We’d stormed a hospital to save a Red baby. She was safe in our nursery and would be reunited with her parents when the danger passed. But for every Red we saved, there were ten more that we didn’t. It was a depressing statistic, and I hated it.

Being a Shadow Raven full-time was what I wanted, but for now I was stuck living a double life. Working for the Black Helixes—running tech on missions—wasn’t my idea of fun. Each time I was called for an op, my soul got a little darker, but I had to stay in the system. At least until I found the one Red I wanted to save more than anything.

The problem was I couldn’t find her no matter how hard I searched.

“Marquez?” A voice cut through the sound of my gloved fists slamming against the weighted bag.

“Yeah.” I was breathing heavily, which said something about how hard I was pushing. I had a dual helix, Black and Green, tattooed on my forearm. Warrior and tech. My DNA had been modified to peak performance level. I was stronger and faster than any unmodified human could dream of being. Damned if I didn’t wish I were normal some days. Working out to the point of exhaustion would only take a third as much time.

A towel smacked me in the head and I caught it before it fell to the ground. Wiping my face, I turned to see Lady Eva. She was a pixie-ish redheaded woman who commanded a serious presence despite her size.

“I have some information I think you’ll be interested in.” She handed me a tablet.

I finished wiping myself down, and hung the towel over my shoulder. “Yes, ma’am,” I said as I took the tablet from her.

“The data for the latest blackout.”

I froze halfway through entering my access code. Those words had my full attention.

“Five transformers destroyed,” she said.

This was what I’d been waiting for. “You think it’s her?” I couldn’t help but hope she did as I finished putting in my code.

“I’m not sure. It could be another Red, but whoever it is won’t escape attention much longer. The Greens are close to finding her. She’s gaining power and losing control.”

I scanned the information. Satellite videos showed the area before the blackout. The flash was visible from space.

This was bad. Really fucking bad.

“According to the data, the power levels were fluctuating before the transformers blew,” she said.

“Fluctuations?” That sparked a memory.

“Yes. Reports of lights flickering—not the same as a rolling brown-out—rather dips and surges in power. I was hoping you could…”

I wasn’t listening anymore. It could be nothing, but maybe not.

Still, the reported fluctuations matched what I remembered from when Emma blew the transformers in our neighborhood all those years ago.

“Marquez?” Lady Eva looked up at me with the question.

“Sorry, ma’am.” I needed a moment of quiet. Some time to let the memory flow. “I think I’m starting to remember something, but it’s just out of grasp.” I paused. She wasn’t going to like this at all. “I request permission to use the holo room.”

“No. Absolutely not.”

“With all due respect, ma’am, I think going over those memories is important. Those moments with Emma when she lost control of her abilities are pivotal to finding her.” I’d been asking to do this for years, but had always been denied. I’d even tried to sneak in, but without her approval, the holo room was inaccessible.

“That day was too traumatic. Your father nearly beat you to death.”

I clenched my fists. She didn’t have to remind me. I remembered that part just fine. “Yes, ma’am. Reliving the past in the holo room isn’t going to change it.”

“Right. But it
will
influence your emotional and mental well-being. And it’s been ten years. Anything you remember will have at least a twenty-five percent bias. At worst, closer to eighty percent.”

“It’s my brain. My emotions. My risk to take.” And I’d risk just about anything to find Emma. She’d stopped my father that day. She was the only reason I was alive.

“It will exert a huge psychological toll. More than living through old fights.” She paused and I didn’t say anything. “You’re not going to let this go.”

“No, ma’am.” I said the words because she needed to hear them.

“Then I’m on record saying that this is a horrible decision.”

“Of course, ma’am.” But I didn’t give a shit. I was doing it.

She nodded. “Let’s go then.”

I grabbed my shirt from the corner of the room, slipping it on before following her. Memories flooded my head of that summer ten years ago, and the day that had changed my life. I’d never know why my father started whaling on me that day, and I’d never forget the sight of Emma charging in to rescue me.