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Chapter List
- 1-Eloi
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11 and 12
- 12-13
- 13-14
- 14-15
- 15-16
- 16-17
- 17-18
- 18-19
- 19-20
- 20-21
- 21-22
- 22-23
- 23-24
- 24-25
- 25-26
- 26-27
- 27-28
- 28-29
- 29-30
- 30-31
- 31-32
- 32-33
- 33-34
- 34-35
- 35-36 and 37
- 36-38 and 39
- 37-40
- 38-41
- 39-42
- 40-43
- 41-44
- 42-45
- 43-46
- 44-47
- 45-48
- 46-49
- 47-50
- 48-51
- 49-52
- 50-53
- 51-54
- 52-55
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Eloi Chapter Twenty
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� Definitely time for
a nap. *yawn * InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena, and
Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. ProPhile: I do appreciate nonfattening midnight snacks.
Morgan: *glomp *
Readers/Reviewers: Thanks bunches for reading/reviewing as you can! J

Evan
blinked once then closed his eyes again.
He was still in the sewers. He
exhaled slowly, the burning pain in his shoulder a reminder of Marrow�s knife,
and he sat up, his eyes still shut against the dank scenery around him. �Where�s Callisto?�
The felinoid woman kneeling next to him shrugged. �Below,� she rumbled, her voice thick and
low. �You need to lay down for a while
longer. You bled a lot when I took out
the blade.� She pressed a large hand
against his chest, carefully pushing him back down onto the makeshift pallet on
the concrete floor.
�Feral,� he
sighed, �get away from me. I�m gonna
find Callisto.�
He moved to push her hand off his chest but found his grip blocked by
her other hand, her fingers closing tightly around his wrist to the point of
causing him pain. �Hey! Let me go!� The more he tried to pull away, the tighter
her grip became. The boney spikes on his arms did not seem to bother her,
though he knew she had been cut when she grabbed him. He hissed under his breath, his head swimming
in pain as he pulled the muscle in his shoulder.
�If you
stop squirming, the pain will die down,� she said calmly. It was not often that she had the opportunity
to exert her influence�most of the denizens of the Tunnel were used to her
presence or they were more�influential in terms of physical strength and size
than she was. Evan was relatively new,
in the grand scheme of things, and kept to himself when he could. He did not know that she would not kill him
or harm him seriously. Yet. �You are to remain here until Callisto or Caliban sends for
you,� she said flatly. �You have lost a
lot of blood�the blade was jagged on one edge and tore some muscle, I think.� She shrugged eloquently, letting go of his
wrist as he slowly laid back on the pallet.
�Callisto is in a meeting,� she added with a
hint of smirk, the mundane words bringing to mind a corporate setting,
something she would never have to deal with again. �She�ll see you when she�s done.�
�A meeting?�
Evan�s brows shot up. �With who?� He started to sit up again but thought better
of it as Feral�s eyes glinted in the dim light of the
Tunnel. She would enjoy hurting him, he
thought in annoyance, and down here there was nothing he could do about it. No amount of sulking or throwing a fit would
help him if she decided to pull rank.
She clicked
her tongue disprovingly. �None of your business, little man,� she
smiled, her fangs catching the light threateningly. �Stay here.
I�ll be right outside the entrance.
Try to move and you�ll bleed some more.
If you faint, I�ll laugh at you.�
Evan
frowned, biting back a nasty comment as she stood and ducked out of the narrow
space designated as an infirmary. The
walls glowed very faintly with some bioluminescent fungus and he suppressed a
shudder. He should be used to it by now,
he thought He had been down there over a
year but some things still got to him, like the lack of light, the lack of
proper food that was *not* scrounged from dumpsters behind grocery stores[1] or
clothing that did not feel damp all the time, clammy and on the verge of
mildewing. The others did not seem to
mind it and in fact, they did not seem to have half the problems he did with
the life below the streets. �This blows,�
he sighed to himself, bringing his uninjured arm up over his eyes carefully,
minding the spikes.
�Get up.�
He froze on
reflex. �Marrow��
�Get. Up.� She stepped through the entrance and grabbed
his raised arm in one smooth movement, yanking him to his feet and ignoring his
yelp of pain. She dragged him through
the entrance and into the Tunnel proper.
They were in the main body of the Morlock�s
dwelling.
He had once referred to it as Morlock City
and received a collective, cool glare of insulted dismissal. Mutants of every imaginable description
except �typical� moved through the tunnel around them, most ignoring the tall
woman dragging the spike-covered teenager behind her. Stranger things had happened below the city
and far more bizarre were to come. �You�re
hurting me!� he said, twisting his arm in her grasp. Her grip was tighter than Feral�s
had been; it felt as if she were grinding the bones together in his arm.
�You�re
annoying me,� she shot back. With a
savage thrust, she sent him stumbling into the dark colored wall to his right. �You whine like a little girl,� she
continued, stepping close and not giving him room to move. �Listen to me and listen well, Evan� Above us, the war has started. I detest you but I can use you. If I�if we,� she changed tack, waving one arm
to indicate the entire Morlock population, �do not do
something now, the world will fall around our ears.�
He stared
at her owlishly, lips parting in slight confusion. Up close, he thought distractedly, she was
not so bad looking� He shook himself
from his hormonal thoughts and swallowed hard.
�What do you mean, use me?�
�You are
the key to entering the Eloi�s world. They will not listen to us monsters,� her
words were bitter, twisting and repeating things she had heard before from
those who were not marked as Morlock. She glanced to either side, making sure no
foolish young Morlock had decided to see what she was
up to, and bent close to whisper in Evan�s ear.
�They�ve started attacking your friends above us. They�re using crude explosives but soon, they�ll
have more professional sorts. They�ve
caught the attention of some powerful people, people with more money than sense�
And Callisto is so busy selling our souls to the
Devil that she doesn�t realize what�s going on.�
Evan nearly
choked on the panic that rose in his throat.
�Is anyone dead?� he demanded, not caring who heard him. �My aunt�Is she��
�Your aunt,
as far as I know, is alive,� she replied blandly, stepping back a fraction of
an inch. �However, it won�t be
long. The enemy is among us, and for
once it is not the surface dwellers.�
Evan
struggled to find words as Marrow turned away and disappeared into the small
crowd in the Tunnel. Numerous smaller
passageways branched off from the main one and by the time he had gathered his
wits enough to follow her, she was gone.
He stood, hands shaking, the pain in his shoulder subsumed beneath
panic, and turned a full circle. The Morlocks flowed around him like people in any big city. So many, he thought with dull amazement. _How did there get to be so many? _
�Evan,� Callisto called, pushing through a small group of gilled
youngsters, all bearing blue tinted skin and looking to be no more than six
years old, �how�s your shoulder?�
Her good
mood made him uncertain. She was
positively beaming, an unusual sight for Callisto. �It�s sore,� he said lamely. �I think I�m gonna go lay down��
�Not yet!�
she said, looping her arm over his shoulders and leading him back the way she
came. �I have something to show you� and
I have a mission for you.�

[1] Random
footnote time� http://www.allthingsfrugal.com/dumpster.htm
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