part.”
“She’s a--”
“Century won’t appreciate this,” Emily says in a sing-song voice. “He wants her.”
“Oh, he does, does he?” Negatia says. “This sounds important. What do you do?” she asks, walking over to Malina. She can actually tell if she touches her, but she doesn’t. She once told me she could tell who was a cape by sight, and what their abilities are by touch—and she can manipulate the ones she knows from a distance. She obviously knows Max's powers.
“I’m a... water manipulator,” Malina says hesitantly.
“A strong one?”
“I’m okay,” she says with a shrug.
“She’s one of the strongest of the zoo kids,” Freddy says, his tone defensive. He moves into sight, making Negatia look up at him. I get the feeling she hadn’t even noticed he was there. “Don’t pick on her.”
“I’m not,” Negatia says, looking at him thoughtfully. He’s crawling on the ceiling, so I can’t really blame her for it. “You’re a very interesting one, too, aren’t you?” she says, a little smile pulling on her lips.
“I’m afraid we really need to get moving, Hall Leader,” Nathan says, stepping forward. “If you don’t want to talk to Central Hall about this situation, I will politely ask you to leave. We have a long ride ahead of us.”
“And who do you think you are to tell me to leave?” Negatia asks, dangerously.
“He’s my agent,” I say quickly.
“The last I checked, your agent was a norm.”
“He turned out to be a super-phobe,” Emily says. The startled look on Negatia’s face makes me do a double take.
“A... Super-phobe?” she repeats.
“He hated us,” Emily explains.
“Yes, I figured it meant that... But I’m still a bit...” she turns away and pulls out her phone, tapping on it a few times. “I didn’t think he would actually do anything about it,” she says to herself. “I will leave you to continue on your journey--Falconess, I expect you to take very good care of my son.”
“Of course,” Falconess says.
Negatia looks at me, a mix of emotions crossing her face before she reaches out and touches my cheek. “We will talk more, later,” she tells me with a hint of sadness. She turns and leaves, leaving an awkward silence behind.
“So, she’s your mom, huh?” Max says, completely shattering it.
“Yeah... sort of.”
I turn and head for my bunk, crawling into it. I don’t feel like going into details right now.
***
*The Arctic Circle*
"Doris is right," Nico says. He'd spent the last day and a half searching through records and even calling Double M for information. He'd even gone so far as to talk to Century, who had checked out Skye's base. "I even knew it, I just didn't know about the connection. It wasn't Kunnins that had the super stopping gun built—it was Herold. The weapon goes back all the way to the Cold War, if not further. The problem is that I didn't make it."
He turns, looking at Superior and Doris. They're in his room in the Arctic, which has grown by half a mile, since he'd figured he might as well add an expansion with the hole in the wall. Doris is looking surly, Superior is just flat-out scowling. "My assumption was that he used his scientist to come up with it. I was wrong."
"He used that to trap me!" Doris says. "Right after he convinced me that we could work together."
"What would a politician need with a shape-shifting super?" Superior asks her.
"He wasn't a politician at the time! He was a military man—one that was helping in the fight against the U.S.S.R. He said I'd be helping our country." She takes a deep breath, shuddering slightly. "I wanted to be a super hero so bad," she admits quietly, with a shameful look on her face. "I thought I could live down my father's reputation if I helped the military—if I could fight for our country. But the moment I turned my back, he shot me with that stupid gun and knocked me out!"
"Why?" Superior asks. "It seems to me he could have found a