School Yard Games

13

All On Me

A/N: So... quite a few answers in the last chappie are you ready for more...like how did Quinn do the night of the living dead? Or Did Sookie kill De Castro...if so why?

Well here they all are my lovelies. . .before that I just wanted to thank everybody for their super kind reviews and encouragement. . . all the positive energy really keeps my fingers tapping on the keyboard. . .

Enjoy JoxX...

"Did you kill De Castro?" I asked I held my breath.

"Yes," tears flowed down her face, her voice barely a whisper.

"Why?" You know apart from the human trafficking, drug smuggling and general violence to man kind. . .

"He found out about us, from Dermot. Dermot told him he could reverse engineer the tech if he had a viable subject. De Castro liked the idea of having super soldiers of his own but he was a perfectionist. Everything was always the best of everything with him. He was meant to kidnap me at a ball in NOLA a few months back and hand me over to Dermot. I read his mind and convinced him that I could provide him with a better solution, I appealed to his perfectionist saying why not have the creator of this tech make them for him."

"What did you ask for in return?" I asked reminding myself to breath.

"I asked him to hand over Dermot and for sixty five million dollars to be paid in four instalments on completion the final payment was due. It was to buy me time, I no intention of giving him anything- I swear. I needed to know how many people knew our secret. To extract the information from him... I am not proud but we became involved, I let him put his slimy hands on me... I managed to avoid sleeping with him. . .But I feel so sick when I think of it. I never cared for him, it was all a means to an end. . .Urgh who does that? I am a horrible person. He trusted me. . .I took full advantage," she gasped out her confession, in short bursts. My arms tightened round her.

"How did you do it? Kill him I mean."

"I had a bomb in my purse."

"How did you escape?"

"I didn't I sat next him and I detonated it manually. I decided if I was going to kill a man I wanted to at least look him in the eyes." Cold but noble at the same time, the pain was etched so deeply on her face, I would have given anything to erase it.

"But your here, how did you even survive? Oh my God...I seen the wreak.. no one could have..."

"Walked away? Nearly didn't. Nanotech it's one of the components to our accelerated evolution. Man and machine working in perfect unison. Nanites to be precise. Bill adjusted mine to create an electromagnetic field around me that acted like a bubble. You seen me, I walked away but it was hardly smooth, that was after a night of healing."

"What was that in the lab after then, that tanning bed?"

"Amelia invented a kinda...oh I don't know…well I do but it's complex. We just call it the 'tune up bed' at club Broadway but what it does is; it optimises the nanites in my blood which helps them to work faster, like a battery for them otherwise there energy comes from fuel like food. It uses the same tech as your mat for your phone in your office. I guess it's like a giant human sized mat."

"Amazing," I just held her tightly. What a burden to carry, so much on such young shoulders, my biggest fear at her age was dying a virgin and never getting laid. I was an awkward ugly mother fucker all long limbs and pimply skin. She snuggled in deeper. I would do whatever it takes to protect her, she needed me, I wouldn't let her down.

"So tonight?"

"Tonight Victor Madden, De Castros right hand man attacked us. Turns out Victor was double crossing De Castro, planned to kill him, only I got to him first. Dermot not caring who paid his pay check had been working with him all along. Only Victor must have paid better. Quinn is what we call a null as in no tech, you and Pam are null's. Victor shot him in the heart it was a kill shot, he stabbed me in the stomach first thinking I would bleed out slowly- you know so he could take his time.

Only I got up and ran- he wasn't expecting that. I know Victor paid better because, Dermot must have told them that my blood can raise the dead. Reanimation that was not Quinny only is his body, John Quinn might have been a lot of things but he would never lead someone straight to me, that was a bio machine, for a better word. Can you imagine Soldiers that can keep going after they are dead and report back?"

My head hurt, "You're going to have to give me minute here..." my thoughts were in freefall. . .holy shit. . . the more answers I got the more, I wished I hadn't. . .it was all just so...Well life sure as hell would never look the same.

"Sure,"

I just looked down at her, so little, looked so fragile yet she walked away from a bomb blast. I hated myself for the fear that crept in, could she infect me?

"I am totally safe, only dead cell's can be reanimated, my nanites can only interface with my living tissue or dead cell's, they have to be newly dead cells at that," she said her voice hollow.

"Oh God I am sorry...sorry, I wasn't thinking exactly that...shit..." I could feel my shoulders slumping. . .I am such a first class douche, she trusted me and I act like a prick. . . but my mental tirade was cut off.

"Chill, I just told you my blood can reanimate the dead, I think that buys you a free pass. Besides it's only human nature to fear what we don't understand."

"I want to understand," I offered lamely.

"I need you to understand...lately it feels like a multi headed hydra, I cut one head off for only two more to grow in its place. I don't know what to do anymore, it's just so out of hand," with that she began crying, huge sobs. "Everyone expects me to make it right. I am just fumbling in the dark like the rest of them."

I turned in my lap placing the side of her face in chest, I stroked her back. "Sookie I promise I am not going anywhere. I'll quit the bureau tomorrow if I have to, to help you. You shouldn't have to cope with this all on your own."

This just made her cry even more, "Don't you see it all my fault. . .if they had just let me die. . . let nature takes its course, everyone would be okay. Not freaks. They'd be normal. If I just had been more low profile in my recovery or. . ."

"Sookie, I can tell you one thing about bad guys...they would have done something sooner or later. Brendawn is to blame for this, not you. Your Grandfather tried to do the right thing, sometimes we try to do the right thing and it still goes wrong. This is not all on you,"

Her head snapped up and her eyes blazed angrily, "On who is it then? My Granddaddy? He had a mental break and he's still on Vacation. When I visit him I have to say I am Ashley for crying out loud because... I don't even know a fucking Ashley! Just to keep him from going off the deep end, just at hearing my name he cries like a baby- how fucked up is that? My Gran had to raise me and brother and cousin Hadley on her own-because everyone is dead because of me. ME! . . .

. . .My cousin lost her son because of me, they cut off her mans head so he couldn't reanimate and tell us who took him. Don't tell me you know better, because you don't. I had to... to do what was done to me...to the Pelts... so I am just as bad as Brendawn and all them... their parents were asking too many questions, they noticed too much, Sandra was going to sell stuff about us to the National enquirer but that still doesn't excuse what I did to them...and let's not forget I am a killer. I murdered De Castro in cold blood...I planned it all..."

"Hush," I rocked her back and forth, "Shhh," kissing her head, I soothed her, "It's going to be okay, I'll make sure of it. You are nothing like Brendawn, you did what you did to protect the town, Brendawn did what he did for money, profit. The Pelt's were a giant pain in my ass, personally I am a huge fan their attitude adjustment. De Castro was one of America's black ops most wanted. You've saved lives. . .not ruined them."

I lifted her up taking her thru to my bedroom, I would just hold her till she fell asleep. Her breathing evened out she relaxed "Sookie?" I asked softly not to startle her or wake her if she was asleep.

"Mmm"

"If I am a null? What do you call yourself?"

"A Supe, as in Suped up ,"

"Ah,"

"Tomorrow we will come up with a plan, I promise."I said as I yawned. Despite the wide awake state of my mind my body was world weary.

"We already have one, we are just trying to make it to the end game."

"What's that?"

"This town dies with us."

I stiffened, "mass suicide?"

"NOOO! God No! Jesus Eric! That's fucked up even for this town. End game is no more babies, most of us are infertile anyway, everyone in town agreed it should be all of us, so it's done. Saves a lot of pain in the long run as many miscarried anyway, no more will have this curse. Last one standing turns out the lights."

Those last words haunted my sleep.

Still with me?