Wizards at War, New Millennium Edition by Diane Duane Page B

working, and it’s only a matter of time before those pockets start occurring here. About half these people are heading off-planet, following various leads toward ways to stop the expansion. The rest will head back home to try to keep things running steadily for as long as we can. We’re going to be spread pretty thin.” She sounded wistful. “I don’t suppose you’re going to be staying?”
    “No,” Nita said, “we’re outward-bound, in two different directions. Right now we just wanted to check in and see what people up here were doing.”
    “It’s all in your manuals,” S’reee said. “Check those to see if anything comes up that has any bearing on what you’re about to do.”
    Kit turned to Darryl. “What about you?” Kit said. “You gonna sit tight?”
    Darryl nodded. “I’m too new at this,” he said. “I’ve got lots of power, but I’m not real sure what to do with it yet.” He hesitated a little. “Or how to fit it in with being an autistic: a lot of adjusting to do, still. Might be smart for me to be careful for the moment. Anyway, S’reee’s taken me under her fin. I’ll be OK.”
    “You’d be OK anyway,” Nita said. “But yeah, she’s full of good advice.” Privately, Nita was pleased, for the thought had occurred to her that the Earth might be safer if this one of its precious few abdals stayed home.
    When she looked back at Darryl, though, he was eyeing her a little strangely. “Listen, though,” he said. “I saw something the other day, just when I was waking up.”
    “Lucid dreaming?” Nita said. It was one of a number of techniques that visionary wizards used to more clearly hear what the universe was trying to tell them.
    “Not like that,” Darryl said. “I just get these hints, you know? Like something whispering in my ear. So far it’s turned out to be smart for me to pay attention. But I don’t think this hint was for me.”
    “Why? Do you get ‘wrong numbers’?” Nita said. “I get them sometimes.”
    Darryl shook his head. “First time,” he said.
    Nita found that interesting, in an uncomfortable way. “What did you see?”
    “Bugs,” Darryl said. “Giant bugs.”
    Kit and Nita looked at each other. “Like him?” Nita said, nodding past S’reee. Over that way, Sker’ret and Filif were deep in discussion of something or other.
    Darrell gazed over at Sker’ret for a moment. “No, not really. He’s a nice guy; you can feel it from here. These bugs—” He shivered. “I don’t know where they are, but running into them wouldn’t be fun. Our ‘old friend’ owns them, body and soul. They’re deadly. And I think if you hang around where they are, somebody’s going to get killed.”
    “No problem,” Kit said. “If we see any giant bugs, we’ll give them a miss.”
    Nita swallowed. “Now,” she said to Darryl, “you’re going to tell us a way to beat this, right?”
    Darryl’s expression was stricken. “Don’t know for sure that there is one,” he said. “Like I said, it was just a hint. It felt like someone could have said more… and wasn’t saying.”
    “Okay,” Nita said. “Thanks. We’ll keep our eyes open.”
    She looked around again, out toward the center of the crater, where hundreds more wizards were milling around. “Ronan?” she said.
    “Yeah,” Ronan said, and glanced over at Kit. “We should get started. Where’s your adjunct talent?”
    Kit looked around, then ducked to look under S’reee. “Playing with rocks, as usual,” he said. “Hey, Ponch!”
    Moondust flew up in a cloud as Ponch ran underneath S’reee to Kit. I’m here!
    “Let’s go hunting.”
    Oh boy!
    “You going to be here later?” Kit said to Darryl.
    “I’ll be one of the last ones out,” Darryl said. “Somebody has to clean up all the footprints when we’re done.”
    Nita squeezed his shoulder. “Later,” she said, and went off to where Dairine and Roshaun were deep in conversation and, to judge by their expressions, having