ELIDETH MERCURY RAISED AGAIN FROM HER ASHES TO BECOME A STRONGER WOMAN. WILL SHE BE ABLE TO FACE EVERYTHING THIS DANGEROUS TIME TRAVEL HAS IN STORE FOR HER?
The physical pain took over me, not only my new fresh scar but all over my body, even reaching the roots of my messed red hair. The memories like lightning strikes took hold of my still numbed brain. My Glock 43 crashed the floor, the shot made me collapse and the warm blood started to flow.
For two neverending seconds at the most after the shot, I couldn't believe what it just happened. When did that abominable woman gain ground and shot me dead? Using my damn weapon.
But there was no time to egomaniac thoughts for my part. Did Nina kill the killing machine? Of course, who did I think I was? I was meant to lose this war.
I felt I couldn't do anything else but that feeling of weird dislocation vanished away when I saw Elideth by my side. Why was she there? It was as though that God whom I didn't pray since such a long time, had sent her just for me. She was the damn salvation of my soul. I was going to die, ok. But I would assure it wouldn't be in vain.
The death was a tremendously familiar concept for me. I was aware of it throughout my well over two decades in war zone. My mind got used to horror and normalized it in an efficient way. Just to avoid it couldn't take its toll on me when I returned to the "civilized world". When you are a soldier you get ready for the death every single day and you are aware of that chance wherever you go. My mental power came from that clear concept.
And nevertheless, after so many wars, I didn't come to this mission to face the death but to kill. I knew this could be my last war but I could never imagine I could die in the hands of the woman I hated the most in this world. There were so many different feelings that ensued after the shotgun. Firstly, my disbelief and seconds later my impotence. Later on, as the shadows were surrounding me, the light broke into to change everything. Elideth Mercury was the light making her way, so stubbornly walking on beneath my shadows.
Being a sleep fighter is a lost battle itself and fighting against the death was too, I thought as my eyelids relaxed and felt my eyes rolling. Elideth lingered there by my side telling me not to close my eyes but it was not so easy. I wish I could please her but my life was slipping away. When she promised me she would finish what I left unfinished and was gone, I felt nothing was lost. The woman I trusted the most, would take charge in my name. Damn injured soldier.
- How do you feel?
That voice. It couldn't be, right? My delirium appeared again. Was I really awake or not?
I opened my eyes and little by little I could see the figure and face of that man. He dressed casually, wearing his tshirt USA run for fun and a pair of jeans. Even though I found myself still stunned, his powerful scent got me. That explosive mix of overwhelmingly masculine spicy smell and one more delicate feminine touch. My nostrils flared just smelling that.
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I was aware right away of it was not one of my hot nightmares. I had opened my eyes and the first thing I bumped into was Freddie Mercury. It was not fair. I started to feel the need of finding some sort of secret crack in that bed and being able to disappear through it. My breath changed and I got so restless that even the constant pain vanished away. My eyes couldn't tear away from his, what would it become of me?
