Aha!
Some of her cells were blurry.
I mean, it's a double function.
And the trap and the piggy bank...
Strong enough people like me, she'll just kill. Slowly, painfully, but she will kill. And from the weaker ones, she will draw strength. To then give it to its master.
Well. Whoever put that crap in here is connected to him. Like those blots from the square. I can't trace her master's trap. It's a fact. But to say hello, to send a present...
What good would it do you!?
For a few minutes I've been concentrating my thoughts. And then I got pretty scared. Why, it's not such a bad idea. It's all about believing. Even here and now. What else do you want? Just faith. I turned my head and called:
- Konstantin Sergeyevich, are you here?
Rokin showed up like they were waiting for him.
- Don't you have any holy water? - I asked.
Rokin obviously didn't expect such a question.
- Uh... I think we do. А…
- Can you get me Litra two?
- Petya! - barked Rokin to the side. His head was lazy to turn, but the knocking of his heels on the concrete floor of the hangar was heard a hundred meters away. And the IPFovetz himself took over for me.
- Yulia, why?
- Because it's a trap," I just said. - And with holy water, you can try to clean it up or at least damage it. If it doesn't help, then I don't know what to do. But it has to help. If anybody has a cross, it's fine.
Rokin, without saying a word, took the cross off his neck on a long rope and gave it to me.
- Is that okay?
I nodded. Silver. It's good material.
- More than that. Don't worry, I'll get it all back safe and sound.
- Excuse me, what are you doing? - There was a voice nearby. I mowed my eyes, still hanging on Charles. Drakosha is good. He kept quiet and just kept me on weight. I obviously didn't want to show that I knew what was going on. Anyway... That's why I played dumb jock.
The voice came from the same spider psycho. Who was with his son.
- Good afternoon," I said sarcastically.
The man was embarrassed, but immediately the feathers flared up again.
- Oh, a day when you can see such a talented woman can't be evil! I'm madly glad to see you, Julia! My name is Gennady. This is my son - Gennady Gennadievich.
- And your last name is Crocodiles? - I checked. They looked a lot like a couple - Gena and Cheburashka crocodiles.
The man's face was even slightly flattened, as if he had moved his nose into the wall.
- Uh... Crocodile, actually. And how did you know that?
Yeah. If I was standing on my feet, I'd definitely fall to the floor. With laughter. I wonder what his ancestors thought.
But I did hold back. It's not the man's fault his parents were fools.
- Our surname is very old," said an inflated extrasex. - You know at one time, three hundred kilometers from our city lived landowner Yakovlev. And he decided to breed crocodiles in ponds. Prescribed for this purpose crocodiles from Africa, put my distant ancestor, by the way, his relative, to look after this case ... They breed these crocodiles for twenty years, until the death of Anton Spiridonovich Yakovlev.
- And for the winter? - I specified.
I really wanted to twist my finger at the temple, but I saw that comrade is more than serious.
- A special room for crocodiles was equipped for winter...
- And you've been Crocodile Girls ever since? - I specified.
- Crocodile is the right thing to say," the man corrected me. - It's a very ancient family name, almost like the Orlovs. Maybe even more ancient.
Mm-hmm. And the Eagles are more famous. And not crocodiles.
I would definitely say something. Saved Petka coming back with holy water in a bucket.
- Sasha, could you hold this, please? I asked.
Charles intercepted me with one hand and the other bucket. I looked at my hands. Well, that's fine. The blood on them dried up with brownish stains. A little bit, but we don't need much. I put a cross in the bucket, then I put my hands there, washed them thoroughly - and smiled. It's gloomy. Now, I'm gonna do one bad thing...
Blood is completely dissolved in water. I scooped a handful of water, and my soul splashed it where the net was.
- Look out for the body! - Rokin screamed.
But I was careful.
The body and even the drawing on the floor were safe and sound.
But the grid was spinning as if it was connected to a high voltage line. And I watched it with badly hidden pleasure.
Something like an evil hissing hit my ears. The invisible stretched string that I had felt since I had been in the hangar was torn. And with all the strength I had, I whipped at my master on the other side of the chain!
And - sees the sky - I heard an angry scream somewhere in the distance!
Nobody understood anything. And I was already pouring holy water mixed with my blood, the whole canopy, generously drawing it with handfuls of buckets. The blotches were squirming and dissolving. The remnants of the trap were crumbling. And then, in an instant, it just became completely transparent and disappeared without a trace.
I threw out the residue, just in case, and smiled.
- Here we go! You can safely examine the body. Konstantin Sergeyevich, your cross.
Rokin almost reverently took the cross out of my hands. For a moment it seemed to me that he was about to lift his finger up and say in a solemn voice: "This is what the life-giving cross does! ».
It's not.
Well, that's bread.
I hang on Charles.
- Sasha, let's get out of here, huh?
Drakosha has obediently wrapped me from the hangar.
By the way, where's the Hosblock? I don't have to wash my pants, and that's bread. But to wash up and wash my shirt a little... blood got in there too...
And it doesn't hurt to think about life. In a secluded place.
What's the matter, I'm scared out of it. Especially when that stuff hit me.
Charles put me on the bench out front. The sun splashed its rays in my eyes, generously sharing the warmth and vitamin D. And then I was caught by a retreat.
I was so shaken up that it wasn't my teeth - my teeth were small - my knees caught on top of each other!
It was a condition of no fortune, you can't say otherwise. My legs were bending, I was pounding and feverish, I could feel a nasty sticky sweat in my armpits, and on my back ran a sharp, like millions of needles, frost. Then there was a disgusting shiver and a mild stupor, and I was "driven".
I would've known my fifth anchor point exactly by slapping on the bench, but Charles was back in time.
Strong hands hugged me, firmly pressed to my wide chest and a quiet voice whispered:
- Yulenka, are you okay?
It could have caught me!
I sobbed, and I let myself sag on Charles' hands. So reliable...
- No!
- What's wrong!?
- Have you seen it?
- No. My abilities are... lost. You know...
- What I don't know is...
- Julia? - It's already Rokin showing up.
I sighed and tried to lean on Charles. My whole body just turned into kissel.
It could have caught me!
- Yes.
- You all right?
- No.
I tried to wipe sweat off my forehead. Where's that? My fingers found that everything had dried up a long time ago. All that was left was a disgusting feeling on the skin.
I took a deep breath and exhaled.
- Rokin, you are insanely lucky to have such mediocre psychics.
- What do you mean? - Konstantin Sergeyevich was wary.
- If they were a little stronger, that's how I...
- – И!?
- It was a trap. On those who are strong enough and... and delicious!
- Even so?
- What do you mean, strong enough!? - interrupted me by an angry voice. - You're a miserable ignoramus! And you dare say that...
What I dare say, the psychic never said. Because Charles took a step forward. It's like not letting me out of your hands, not showing any aggression, not doing anything. Just one step. But the lady flipped aside and shut up.
- Tanjusza, Tanjusza, it's empty, Tanjusza isn't alive from you, not with you...
Tanya, Tanyusha, eh, soul... you're not good... Stupid pig, Tanya-Tanyusha... - I sang. Smooth, almost gentle. But before the psychic could properly answer me, I changed my intonation sharply.
- You! Idiot! Where did they teach you to snap at a man's hand when he's trying to figure out a deadly problem!?
- Julia? - Rokin said. But it only made me wanna know. I kicked Charles out and got back on my feet. Where did the weakness go?
- For the stupid, stupid and frankly stupid, I explain! I tried to scout the trap! This fool started to wither under my arm, so I turned awkwardly and activated the trap! If I hadn't reacted in time, I'd be lying dead next to Natasha now!
- Foolishness! - Tatiana's turned on. - What would you understand? Maybe you have the strength, but your mind is clearly tense! There couldn't have been a trap! I would have smelled it!
- You're not gonna smell anything! - I barked. - Not until it's on top of you!
I wanted to say that she didn't even feel Charles, although the dragon was not hiding much. But... in that case, it would end in a fight. Well, I'm against it. Although it would be worth filling that fool's face.
- Who'd say! - There's a psychic. - If there was a trap, I would have seen it! I have experience! Knowledge! The power! And you're just a snot!
- Snotty isn't an old lady," I cut it off.
- How dare you insult me! - The brunette's squeaky! - You're just an ignoramus! And you could have misunderstood something!
- My age allows me to be underachieving yet. But at 40, it's... sad.
- Forty?! I don't even have 30! - I'm outraged.
- It won't be anymore, you can't turn back the age," I swung. - Konstantin Sergeyevich, there was clearly a sacrifice. And all this is designed for absolute pumping energy out of a person.
- A man? - Rokin squinted.
I squinted back, feeling a strong desire to meow - and claw at the nearest muzzle, on the nasty, psychic face. That's how the Beast gets loose and released!
- Otherwise, no? I studied with her, I would know if Natasha wasn't human.
- That's right.
- Actually... I think this guy doesn't care what he's made of.
- Like what? You think it's a man?
- I don't know. I just don't know. But it's a fact that Natasha's been pumped out of power. They pumped everything out, every drop of it. Then they set the traps. And then they left. What will they do with that power? How do they use it? I don't know. But not for good purposes. It's a fact.
The psychics were looking over. I don't think they could object. But they wouldn't agree with me either. Tatiana sizzled quietly in the corner, but did not dare to yawn. And the blonde took the floor.
- And you looked like this, and you found out?
- It's about that. So what? Everyone has different abilities.
- Your talents are well known to me, since last winter...
- Does the hammer head still hurt? - I asked the poison.
The blonde ignored my hint.
- And the fact that you don't know how to use them, either.
- You were forgotten to ask what I had learned and what I hadn't," I rattled. - Hey, you mop, don't pull your legs on my satellite, it's not that part.
Tatiana, who actively built the eyes of Charles, and now just about to put a bony palm dragon on his elbow, pulled her away with forced laughter.
- Does an interesting man like that have anything to talk about with a rustic hamster like you?
- We don't talk in private," I cut it off. - Rokin, are you ever gonna take your chantrapa away from me!? Oh, damn it! I told you! Sasha is not a dog, she doesn't throw herself on the bone!
- Sasha... I didn't even get to meet your friend," Rokin extended.
- I told you, he's not on that part. Konstantin Sergeyevich, do not touch the guy - I stuttered. - Otherwise, I'm going to end all relations with your office!
Charles kept a prudent silence.
- Is that a reaction? - raised blond eyebrows. - I'm wondering who this young man is.
Uh, I should have put a chair on him then. But before I had a chance to ruffle a cheeky psychic...
- And I wonder what gives you the right to ask such questions," Charles wailed. - Julia?
- I didn't. Neither right nor left, I opened up.
- Here you go. But I can give it. In the face.
I didn't want a blonde in the face. It's a fact. And he backed off. But he tried to keep his dignity.
- Julia, would you mind telling us more about what you found? And why did you need holy water?
- I felt it," I corrected. - I couldn't find it. I just felt it. - And I couldn't help myself. - Only it won't help you. You just don't have enough strength. Your belly button will untie.
- Then show me what you saw," the blond kept pestering. - Or I'll see for myself. Give only me your hand...
- I owe you a couple of cuffs for the past "look"," I snapped. - Rokin, do you want my opinion, or did you want me to look at those worms?! Yes, I did. I'm gonna be fed up with this century.
- That's right! - nodded the eldest of two men. Spider Father. Crocodile Daddy. - There's no need to annoy our charming lady. Julia, you will tell us in detail what happened, won't you? We couldn't see anything for ourselves, we just have to rely on your opinion. And I'd really like to know why you need holy water?
I sighed. At least this one was polite. I'll have to answer that.
I had to get myself together. And I had to start the story about the blots. About the grid they were attached to. The activation of it by my power. If I just stand there, nothing happens. But I will want to know what happened here. I'm gonna get closer. I'll use my powers. And I'll hit the grid. And the blotches will react with an attack. I told them how scared they were of my blood. And how I assumed that the holy water with the addition of blood...
- What if there's no blood?
- I don't know, I confessed honestly. - There's something about these blotches that's... evil, predatory, disgusting. But I'm frankly not sure that they can be affected by prayer or fasting. There's something else we need.
- Blood? The power? The combination of both?
- I don't know. And I don't want to run into the thing that left it all behind. It's clearly stronger than me. I couldn't," I confessed.
While I was telling the story, my anger went down somehow. The tanchka with the blonde fell off into the shadows, and the descendants of the valiant crocodiles listened carefully and seriously. And when they listen to you like that, you have to tell everything you know. Well, really, it's not their fault they were born with little strength, is it? It's the lottery. You're not gonna snort! And you can't protest the Heavenly Office! And the men are trying to work with it somehow. They don't recognize themselves, they benefit society...
It's a good thing they didn't get caught up in that crap! I barely got it off of myself, and the others... brrrrrr!!!
I inadvertently flinched, and pressed harder against Charles. The dragon sighed, and he hugged me by my shoulders, attracting me to him.
There was nothing sexual about it. It's just, like an older brother, a younger and dumb sister. I mean, is there any way to calm her down?
We have to.
- Julia, calm down. It's already over. And don't worry about those two. It's not the cockroach's fault it's nasty.
- I know very well," I burst into tears as I cooled down. - Okay, let's talk business. I mean, about Natalia. What haven't I told you yet? Aha! The victim has no aura at all. She was just drunk. It's like a glass of water. There's an empty shel
l left. And... this energy was directed at some bad thing.
- What do you mean?
- I don't know. But I strongly suspect that the power that was pumped out of the man didn't go to growing cabbage. That's not how you do a good deed. And also... there's no spatter or smoke in the space... in short, the victim didn't dissipate a drop of the resulting force. Do you smell it? Everything's absorbed, everything's in place, to the last crumb - in the bucket. And this is how... If you decipher what these signs mean... runes? Inscriptions? Anyway, tell me. I'm curious.
- We will," Rokin promised. - I'll leave you to it for now, okay?
- Okay.
I looked in the back of the retreating Rokin and convulsed in the air. Somehow the first murder didn't have that destructive effect on me. And now I was literally falling apart. I was falling apart. Still, Natasha was my... and even my enemy - it was so not serious! In ten years, she would have wised up, stuffed with lumps - and turned into a normal person.
It won't turn out anymore.
But what a bastard did it!?
If I find one, I'm gonna tear it up into little pieces! If this substance is torn.
Charles shyly stroked me over the head. Like a little sister. I exhaled and pressed him tighter. I wanted to cling to someone alive, normal... werewolf hands a little tight on my shoulders.
- Are you all right?
- No. But I don't think it's going to be better either," I confessed.
- Shall we go home?
- Before you go, I'd really like to talk to you, Yulenka, - siusyukal Senior Crocodile... hi will be Crocodile! And if you remember that name, you sniff! You can't hurt a man out loud, can you? It's not his fault that his ancestors were all sick!
I sighed. I didn't want to talk seriously. I wanted to go home and have hot tea and cookies. But...
The courtesy of people is ruining! Politeness, not beer and not water!
- I'm listening to you carefully, Gennady Gennadievich.
- Yes. Yulia, I'd like to discuss a delicate matter with you... and I'd rather be in private.
I'm out of breath. Yeah. With one, this hammer discussion is over. Even if it's virtual! But that's not gonna make it any easier. How do I know what powers this guy has? And what are the intentions? No, Charles won't get away from me! And I'm Charles!
- I have no secrets from Alexander. If you want to talk, talk in front of him and your son.
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