Ascended

She took me to her place.

I had been expecting some sort of villain's lab, with body parts and experiments in every corner. Something with unique weapons and poisons, maybe even some Zombie blood.

It was nothing like that. The room looked a lot like Narder’s with a single bed, dresser, and nightstand. There was no clutter anywhere, in fact, if I hadn’t been brought in here, I might have thought that this was an empty room.

It crossed my mind that she might have brought me here to try to kill me, but again, that was a risk that I was going to have to take.

Fyga walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. She pulled out a pair of goggles and threw them at me.

“Put those on.” She kept rooting around in her drawer, pulling out clothes and various other items that I didn’t recognize and throwing them in a bag.

I looked at the goggles in my hand. They looked a lot like the ones that she was wearing, except these were a little bulkier.

“Prototype.” She nodded at the goggles, “But they still work.”

I hesitated, not sure if I wanted to take something from her.

“Do you want to keep walking around like that?” The Touched pointed at my bindings.

I pulled my bandages off and slipped on the goggles. It was like everything was crisper, sharpener, and clearer. I looked over at her. “How do I know if it worked?”

Fyga looked at me, “It worked.” She sighed , “You don’t believe me, “Fine. You have green eyes.”

That’s the color they had been before I changed, but that could have been a guess. “That could have been a guess.”

“UGH!” She rooted around in her bag and pulled out a small mirror and stomped over to me. “Look!”

I looked at my reflection and there were actually green eyes looking back at me. I lifted up the goggles and my current purple orbs were back. “Thanks…” I felt so ungrateful, but didn’t know what else to say.

She stormed back over to her bag and finished packing it, then threw the strap over her shoulder. “Let’s go.” She nodded at the door I was standing in front of.

“Where are the crystals?’ I eyed her, “And the map?”

“Do you really think that I’d keep evidence like that in my room?” She shook her head, “I’ll take you to them…” She hesitated, “Well, I can take you to the map.”

“You promised to take me to the CRYSTALS.” I waved my hand around the room, “This is not crystals.”

“I don’t have the crystals any more, but I know who does.” She held up her hands, “I sold them to Felge!”

Great. Well, at least I could be fairly certain that he still had them. The problem was finding them, but I was pretty sure that he’d hand them over if the other option was him being taken out of the caravan until we searched through his wagons and found them.

“Fine. Then where is the map?”

“Lewiu has it.” She shrugged, “But I know where it is and will take you there.”

“You’re not stalling for time?’ I put my hands on my hips and set my feet as I blocked the door.

“Look!” She pulled her goggles back to reveal her shining blue eyes. “I’m not from around here. The Master brought me in to work on a way to make eyewear for the Chosen.” She pulled her goggles back down and reached into her bag, pulling out a pair of goggles, but these had very dark lenses.

“This is what I came here wearing.” She shook them in my face. “We can see in almost no light, but through these things? Do you have any idea how hard it is to get around with these on?”

I shook my head. She kept going before I could answer.

“I’m not one of those Reborn or whatever the Master wants to call them. I haven’t died yet and I’d like to keep it that way.” Fyga pointed at the door, “Can we get out of here, so I can make sure that I’m far away when this place becomes a warzone?”

“Okay.” I stepped out of the way.

“Thank you.” She stormed out.

I followed after her. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to still be here when everyone arrived, but I wasn’t going to leave the people to be massacred. I’d have to find the map and figure out a way to collapse the tunnel. I could deal with getting everyone out once I bought us some more time. I just hoped that Master James was having an easier time with the evacuation than I was with this Touched.