Nightmares & Dreams: A Science Fantasy Space Western: Eydulan Series Book 2 by Mark Brandon Powell Page A

even have mean thoughts of disassembling you and melting down your parts for spare change without you knowing about it.
    The elevator stops and Kat hovers closer to the floor and then back to where she was. The guards walk her a few feet into the new room where she can smell some kind of food, but doesn’t recognize it. She finally gets put back upright in the middle of what looks like a food court. The guards that led her in close their hands into fists, releasing the magic that was holding her in place. Kat moves and stretches her muscles uncontrollably, relieved not to have to be in that position anymore. She hears whistles and cat calls from every direction.
    It was a cafeteria and it was meal time. Not quite sure if it was lunch, dinner, or breakfast, she didn’t care. She was hungry. The last time she had anything was when she left for Ragnarok, and doesn’t know how long it’s been since then. Celeste did say something about her lunch time, but that didn’t have anything to do with what time it really was. Kat finds where the line starts and heads in that direction as the line is already growing fast.
    Three men walk up behind her, each were residence there. She could tell from their plain white clothing, each of which were numbered in bold 201, 202, 204. There was a glare in their eyes. It was like they saw her as a fresh piece of meat. They were all roughly the same size. Broad shoulders, thick necks, square chins. The middle one, 202, had a scar that went through his eye, but his eye color — which was brown — was still in tact. He seemed to be in charge of the bunch by the way he was ordering the other two around.
    He stands close to Kat, her face came up to the middle of his chest, and he says, “Looks like we got ourselves a new face. So little lady, what’s your name?”
    Kat didn’t really want to give them anything, let alone her name. She tries to ignore them and walk around to get to the food line.
    202 side steps back into her path. He says, “Hey now, can’t you hear? I asked what’s your name.” He reaches up, placing his index finger on her chin, raising up Kat’s face to meet his.
    Whisper says, “Kat, I am loading myself into the tips of your fingers. Just squeeze the guy’s arm and I will let out a jolt of electricity and knock him out. I only have two charges, so just be prepared.”
    Kat thinks, Thanks Whisper. She then says, “You don’t get to know my name.”
    She grips down on 202’s arm with her left hand, and Whisper sends out a jolt of electricity. He takes a step backward and a snarl comes across his face. The electricity swirls around his arm and into his hand. The bright blue and white streaks curl into a ball in the palm of his hand. He then crushes it as sparks fall to the ground.
    He says, “You’re a feisty one. That would have been enough to knock out most of the scum in this place, but not me. I might not get to know your name, but you are going to be squealing mine. Brothers, grab her.”
    201 and 204 step forward, with smirks on their faces, grab her arms and lift her into the air. Kat kicks and squirms, but can’t even get their grips to budge. She’s able to move her right arm and place it against the side of one of her captors. He looks down at her with a grin.
    202 says running his fingers through Kat’s hair, “Don’t worry girly. Me and my brothers are going to treat you real nice like. Pretty soon you’ll start begging for us, am I right boys.”
    The other two laugh and agree with him.
    Kat thinks, Whisper, do you have any thing else up your sleeve that we can do?
    “I can come out, and shoot them. If I do that, with it not looking like magic at all, they will probably have your cybernetic limbs removed.”
    This is really bad, I don’t even know if Hanna is still here yet.
    A small girl no older than twelve stands between Kat and 202. He raises his chin to look down at her. She had black hair that went down her back and almost touched the