of being on Pluto all those years ago. The perpetual darkness, feeling her skin grow paler day by day, having to take vitamin D supplements because they were so far from the sun.
Jorgenson had his base somewhere in this empty region. Nobody knew quite where. Out this far, Earth no longer really cared what was happening, as long as their shipments of lithium from Pluto's moons were not interrupted.
Nerves fluttered in Ingrid's stomach as they had been doing since leaving Uranus, but she pushed aside her doubts for the moment, concentrating on Lolita. Both their hands blazed with magic as they traded blows. Both their arms and faces were heavily bruised from when their defenses were too slow. Ingrid grinned as she forced the other witch back step by step.
Lolita grunted, sending out a wave of magic, but Ingrid sensed her actions before she took them, and reflected the wave back at her. Lolita spun across the cargo bay, landing with a thump.
"Enough," she said, letting the fire around her hands die. "I surrender."
Ingrid helped her up and ran a finger along her jaw, healing a particularly nasty bruise there. "See what I mean?"
Lolita nodded. "Yeah. That manticore sting has really kept your magic up. I still think you need to take more before we confront Jorgenson. I ought to take some, too. I don't relish the idea of drugging myself like that, but I like the idea of being killed even less."
Ingrid flinched, but Lolita was busy healing herself and didn’t notice. They'd be there soon. There was still time to back out of this. She had been struggling with her doubts since they left Uranus. Was it really worth it to go forward with this and try to kill Jorgenson, especially if it meant they were both going to die? But if she didn't, what then? Could she just forget about Edan, forget everything he had meant to her? Would she go back to Earth and face justice there?
What did the universe have to offer her, to encourage her to stick around and see what else her future might hold?
Her gaze fell on Lolita. If she gave up this revenge, could she stay with her former lover? Could they find the sparks they had before?
She opened her mouth, about to voice her questions, but was interrupted by a rapid beeping. A red light from the comm indicating an incoming call.
"We're being hailed," she mumbled unnecessarily.
Lolita frowned. They two hurried to the nearest vid comm. There was no indication of who was hailing them, and Lolita gestured Ingrid to one side, out of view. "In case it's an Earth ship."
Ingrid nodded and stepped back.
Lolita brushed her blonde hair back from her face, straightened her shoulders, and answered the call. From where she was, Ingrid couldn't see the being on the other end, but the deep, gravelly voice that spoke reminded her of the jinns of Mercury. She shivered. Jorgenson was half-jinn.
"You are encroaching upon the space of the United Free Species. State who you are and what you are doing."
The United Free Species. Ingrid had never heard of them. Her heart began to pound. Had they stumbled onto a plot to rebel against Earth? Another criminal group?
Lolita's expression remained cool and calm. "My name is Lolita. You may have heard of me, in connection to the massacre on Luna?"
There was a pause and then a slow rumble answered her. It sounded like thunder. Was it anger, or laughter? It was impossible to tell with jinns. Ingrid clenched her hands, wishing she hadn't ever decided to come after Jorgenson. It was a mistake. It had all been a mistake.
"Lolita. I do know you. What brings you to your space? Have you come to pledge your allegiance to the United Free Species?"
"I don't know what that is. I was under the impression that Jorgenson controlled his space."
"Who do you think I am?"
Lolita's eyes widened. "You?"
"Surprised? I would be, too. Harper likes to pretend I am nothing more than a warlord, but I am a visionary. I will reset the balance of power… now why have you sought me out?"
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