014 – A Part of A Part of That Power

Time to Seal: 04:40

I trotted back toward the deli. Jamie followed me. Before crossing the threshold I shifted back to human again. Didn’t want to scare that boy. Though I don’t know if my ichor-covered self was any less threatening. He hid behind his, presumably, mother.

“Eve. Can we talk about this? I don’t want to tell you what to do or not to do, but I think you are rushing this.”

I stopped and closed my eyes. I was already feeling sick with dread. My heart was racing like crazy. I was more scared than when we just fought literal monsters from Hell. I really didn’t want to have an argument.

Jamie had moved in front of me, his hands on my arms.

“It’ll be okay if you don’t do this. We’ll find a way. You don’t have to give up an eye to save everyone.” That turned some heads around us.

“That’s a lot easier to say if it won’t be you who’s carrying that burden.” I pulled away from him and spread my arms to the people around us. “If any of those die because I wasn’t willing to do this? I can’t… I can’t deal with that. Mike. A close friend, one of the few I had left, died. Right in front of me. Because I hesitated. I could have shouted for him not to open that door. Could have done anything. But I froze, because everything was weird and I was scared. I’m really trying not to blame myself for that. But now? Now I know the stakes. Anyone who dies before the seal forms? Their fucking eternity is lost. Think about that. We, stupid people who we are, we all have immortal souls. And Hell took that eternity and burned them up and turned them into bugs and sent them to eat our faces. With their faces attached.”

At some point I had started crying. I tried rubbing my face, but only added demon ichor to the mess. Jamie stepped closer, but stopped when he saw me flinch.

“It’s okay, Eve. Hell is doing those things. Not you. You can’t carry that responsibility.”

“Of course I can. The cruelty of the system does not justify inaction. Hell is the fucking enemy, but that doesn’t mean I won’t use every tool I can get my hands on to fight back.”

I didn’t wait for a reply and instead made my way to the women’s restroom. Lucy materialized next to me.

“If it helps, I can assure you, you will regret this.” they said.

I fought down a hysteric laugh. “I will, will I?”

“You, Eve, regret choosing a pizza topping the second you do. You regretted your first perk the moment you picked it. You regretted breaking up with Claire, you immediately called her, and then you regretted doing that. You regretted moving to LA and you regretted returning to New York. You are a smart girl who knows that life is far from black and white and that every choice comes with consequences. You’ll regret this, but it doesn’t mean you should.”

“You’ve made stronger pitches before.”

“But this is the one you are agreeing to.” They turned back to the room. “Jamie, can you be a dear and assist for a moment?”

I didn’t look to see if he followed. In the restroom I washed my face at the sink. I looked up to see a trainwreck. My hair was covered in ichor and dried blood. I looked at my eyes. I’d always thought brown was boring. Surely yellow would be an improvement.

“Which one will it be?”

“Any preference?”

Jamie stepped wordlessly into the room.

“The right one. How will you do it?”

Lucy took me by the arm and pulled me away from the sink. “Jamie, please wash your hands. And be thorough. Use the disinfectant.”

Jamie proceeded to wash his hands. “Why do I need clean hands?”

Then they turned me around to face them. “There’ll be a bit of magic involved. A tiny bit of telekinesis. First I’ll pull mine out, Jamie will hold onto it, then I’ll pull yours out. Put mine in, then yours. Gives you the shorter period of one-eyedness between us.”

They looked up at me, with slitted eyes, yellow around the iris, darkening into a faint red.

“It might be easier if you knelt. I’m not being symbolic here, but you are actually a bit taller than me.”

I complied. The protests in my mind had just stopped. They gave me a puzzled look before they reached out and put a finger on the side of my throat. Measuring my pulse. It was racing. Their finger was warmer than expected.

“You’re pretty stressed. You aren’t going to vomit when I do this, right? If you vomit on my eye, old or new, that would significantly hamper our future relationship, Eve.”

I closed my eyes and took some steadying breaths. Couldn’t help but wonder if I’d lose that Well Sated buff if I threw up now. In, one, two, three. Out, one, two, three.

“I’ll be okay,” I said. Nearly believed it, too.

Jamie stepped next to us, bringing the smell of disinfectant with him. Would it burn if it got onto the eye and then into my head? What was I doing? His jaw was tight, but he held out his hands without further protest.

[“Gabriel, last chance to scream at me.”]

“I’ll not scream at you for any choice. I’ve provided what you need to know and explained why I, as your Guide, can absolutely not recommend you go ahead with this.” Her voice was soft, but carried a certain melancholy. How many of her charges had started on their path to damnation with exactly this kind of decision?

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Also, there was that phrasing. ‘As your Guide’. Did Gabriel, as not my guide, want me to do this?

“Okay, hold still now. It’ll be over in seconds.” Lucy said. “Ready?”

I nodded, keeping my eyes open and fixated on the ceiling.

I could only see Lucy’s right hand hovering over their eye socket. Then there was a wet squishing sound and I could see them flinch. They swiftly handed their eye over to Jamie’s waiting hands. I felt sick. I shouldn’t have done this. They were right. I did regret it already.

Then their hand hovered in front of me, in front of my right eye. One moment I could see the palm of their hand, then there was a pain, like the worst headache I ever experienced, splitting right through my skull, that same squishing sound, and I couldn’t see their hand anymore. A moment later I felt their fingers on my face, on my eye socket, and then the pain was gone.

I blinked. Once more their hand obscured my vision from seeing what they were doing, that they were inserting my eye into themself.

They pulled their hand away, shook their head and blinked down at me, one eye brown, one eye yellow. Then I saw the contours of the deli, glowing blue, through the walls.

I got a notification that I had completed another Task.