Fractured (Josie) novel Chapter 121

Chapter 0121 

Chapter 95 

**Josie’s POV ** 

Another rumble under my feet almost knocks me off balance and this time the lights go out, seconds pass before an emergency light flicks on. 

“Do you have earthquakes in this realm?” I ask. 

“No, not unless someone makes one. This is certainly a new experience for me,” Ronnie answers me and I nod. I don’t like this. Art rushes from the room and Dot goes to follow him. 

“Dot, I need some clothes,” I call after her. 

“There’s some scrubs in the second door on the left,” she calls back. 

“I’ll be right back,” I say, darting from the room and quickly finding a small room that contains clean scrubs and a small changing room. I grab a package labelled small and dash into the changing room to put the blue pants and top on. I’m about to exit when I hear voices. 

“We have to go now, it’s already started,” a male voice hisses. 

“Why are they starting now? I thought we were months away from this,” a female voice whispers back. 

“Because their two strongest are incapacitated, this is the weakest we are going to get them. They get stronger by the day. It has to be now, drop the wards and I’ll get us out of here,” the male explains. 

I don’t stop to think, I just react, yanking open the door to confront them. I suspected the woman was Clarrisa but when Cash’s eyes land on me I stumble back in shock. Then I realise where I recognised him from. He’s the one that had whipped me earlier. I’d only seen his silhouette when we’d been fighting but now I feel stupid that hadn’t made the connection. 

“Looks like we got ourselves a bonus prize too,” Cash grins menacingly. His hand grips my upper arm his fingers digging in. Before I can react, the nausea of teleporting hits me and I drop to my knees. 

“Why the fuck did you bring her?” Clarrisa hisses. 

“Because she’s weak alone, just look at her, and without her, there is no Spark bond. This worked out perfectly,” Cash laughs. 

“Just hurry up and kill her then,” Clarrisa huffs. I grip my wrist discretely and the nausea passes, but I stay down, pretending I’m still suffering. I’ll let them think I’m weak, let them 

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drop their guard and then I’ll strike. 

“Not yet, I need a new project. She can’t cause any harm here. By the time her bonds notice she is missing the fracture between the realms will be done. They can’t get to her. Do you know…” his voice cuts off in a strangled gargle as I telepathically grip his throat. I keep my head down so they don’t suspect it’s me. 

“What is it? What’s wrong?” Clarrisa panics. I grip her throat too and then lift my head with a grin. 

“I’m not weak!” I rise to my feet. Watching as their eyes bulge in panic and their hands frantically scratch at their necks. Trying to remove whatever is cutting off their oxygen. A sting lashes across my chest, almost making me release my hold on them. I feel the warm blood spreading across my chest but it only angers me further. “Is this what you did to Mason?” I sneer and another split opens on my chest, this one not as severe as the first, as he struggles to stay conscious. Two more lances over my shoulder and arms. “He was a fucking child you sick animal. I wish he was here to see this. To see how weak you really are as you turn purple and die with your head looking like a grape,” another whip hits me, but it’s not even enough to break the skin now. “You are a pathetic excuse of a man,” I taunt as he goes limp and drops to the floor. “See you in hell, Cash!” I turn my eyes to Clarrisa who is moments away from the same fate. “And you are exactly the sly little bitch I suspected. You betrayed my bonds trust and tried to take him from me,” I say as she drops to the floor too. “Oh, and you’re fired by the way,” I grin down at her body. I keep my hold on them for a little longer to be sure they won’t wake from this. 

“That was awesome! Are you a superhero?” an excited voice asks. Shit. 

“Yes, I am,” I plaster a smile on my face as I turn to see a small boy, he must be about ten years old. I take in my surroundings and don’t see any other people around. It’s daylight here so I can only assume we are in the human realm. “Listen,” I crouch down to the boy’s eye level, “you can’t tell anyone what you saw here today, you can’t give away my superhero identity, or I won’t be able to stop the bad guys,” I say. The boy gets a glazed look in his eyes. 

“I won’t tell anyone,” he shakes his head a little robotically before his eyes clear and he grins. “Here, take the rest of my chocolate, superheroes need a treat too,” he holds out his chocolate bar.