None of the reapers moved. They stood in endless rows that faded back into the depths of the forest. No knives fell to the ground.
“I am offering you a chance. One chance. Walk away now… or burn in hell for what you’ve done.”
Benny lowered the megaphone.
Saint John smiled through his tears. “And you accuse me of being dramatic. ‘Burn in hell’?”
“I was in the moment,” said Benny, and he smiled too.
Neither smile held any warmth. Neither smile held a flicker of humanity.
“I’ll see you bleed,” said Saint John.
“I’ll see you in hell,” said Benny Imura.
Benny and his friends turned and walked away.
CHAPTER 100
As benny and his friends walked toward the gate, he studied the faces of the Freedom Riders who waited for them. Solomon Jones was there, and beside him was a tall dark-skinned woman with a Mohawk and a matched pair of army bayonets strapped to her thighs — Sally Two-Knives. And dozens of others, some of whom Benny knew from Zombie Cards and the battle of Gameland; some of whom were strangers.
Solomon clapped Benny on the shoulder. “That was some speech.”
“It was my first one,” said Benny, “and it’ll probably be my last. I wanted it to stick.”
Solomon grinned. “It was better than the one I gave to the mayors of the Nine Towns the other night. When I told them what was coming and told them about your plan, they wanted to put me in a straitjacket and give me tranquilizers.”
“Yeah, well.”
“But you should have seen their faces when I told them whose plan this was.” Solomon chuckled. “Little Benny Imura. Half of them didn’t even know Tom had a brother, let alone one who could come up with a plan like this. If there’s anyone left to talk about this, then believe me… people will think you’re absolutely out of your mind.”
“He was born crazy,” observed Morgie. “He’s been losing ground ever since.”
“Nice to know I’m among friends,” said Benny. “Shame none of ’em are mine.”
“That ‘walk away’ part of your speech was nice,” said Sally. “You cribbed that from what Tom said before we blew Gameland into orbit.”
“As I remember,” said Chong, “it didn’t work then, either.”
“You had to say it, though,” said Nix, coming to Benny’s defense. “You have to give people a chance.”
No one replied to that. It was a hopeful statement, but hope seemed to be lying dead somewhere out in the Ruin. For Benny, hope had died with a little girl back at Sanctuary. He looked for some inside his heart, but all he found there was a dark and murderous rage.
They passed through the gates. Benny turned to watch the guards pull it shut.
“God…,” he murmured. He looked around. Mountainside looked like it always looked. And after today he knew for sure that he’d never see it again.
“Benny…?”
He turned at the sound of her voice.
“You have to go, Nix,” he said. “There’s still time.”
She shook her head. “I can’t go.”
Benny felt his heart tearing in half. “Please, Nix… I can’t do this if you’re here. I can’t.”
“You have to,” she said. “We have to.”
Benny suddenly reached for her and pulled her close and clung to her. “Nix, please go,” he begged, his voice breaking into sobs. “Please don’t make me kill you, too.”
She started crying too. He could feel the heat of her, even through their body armor, even through the fear. She was so alive, and she deserved to go on living. Someone had to.
“Nix… please…”
She looked up at him with her green eyes. Her freckles were dark, the scars on her face livid.
“Benny,” she said softly, thickly, “I’m a samurai too.”
“Nix…”
“I won’t leave you,” she said, shaking her head stubbornly. “I won’t.”
He leaned his forehead against hers and they stood there, weeping, while all around them the town they grew up in prepared to die.
“Benny… Nix…,” said a voice, and they turned to see Morgie there. “They’re coming.”
Benny drew a breath and stepped back from Nix. He fisted the tears from his eyes and nodded. Nix sniffed back her tears. She nodded too.
Lilah, Chong, and Riot stood a few feet away.
“This is it,” said Benny. “They let me make the big speech out there because this was my crazy plan. But I wanted to say something else to you guys. First… I told Nix and I’m telling you, there’s still time to leave. You can follow the goat path up the mountain. Or you can go out the north gate on the quads. There’s enough fuel to get you at least a couple of miles down—”
“Don’t,” said Chong. “You know we’re not leaving. My family got out, that’s all I care about.”
Neither of them admitted the reality of that comment. Wagonloads of people had left. Thousands went on foot toward the next town. Only fighters were left here. If everything went wrong, then the reapers would follow the trail north and destroy that town, and the next, and the next. Distance couldn’t guarantee safety anymore. Only an end to the reapers could do it, and that would happen here or it wouldn’t happen at all.
The odds were that it wouldn’t happen, though. The odds were in favor of the Chongs, and everyone else, being hunted down by killers — alive and dead.
Benny turned to Lilah and Riot. “This isn’t even your town….”
“It ain’t about the town, son,” said Riot. “Excuse me for saying it, but I don’t give a rat’s hairy bee-hind about this town or any other town. I want to see that smug bastard and all his minions burn.”
“ ‘Minions,’ ” echoed Morgie. “Nice.”
There were shouts from the wall. “They’re coming! God… it’s the runners! They’re coming.”
Benny said, “Look, if we do this, then we’re not going to be the same people afterward. This is the line that Captain Ledger was talking about. We’re about to become monsters.”
“No,” said Chong, “that’s a myth; it’s a lie of bad logic. People who don’t understand, who haven’t seen what we’ve seen, say that if you use violence in defense, then you’re just the same as the people who attacked you, that you’re just as bad. But it’s not true. If they hadn’t started this, we’d never have thought this up. Benny — I grew up with you, I know how that weird little mind of yours works. If Saint John and Brother Peter and Mother Rose and all those maniacs hadn’t started a holy war, all you’d be thinking about would be Zombie Cards, fishing for trout, and what Nix looks like in tight jeans. Don’t even try to deny it.”
Despite everything, Nix blushed and Benny grinned.
“These people want to kill everything that we love.” Chong looked at Riot. “You want to talk about a line? They raided Sanctuary and slaughtered monks who never did anything but help everyone they met, and they killed sick people who couldn’t even lift a hand to defend themselves. And they murdered all those little children. Like Eve — they murdered Eve. There is no line, Benny. We’re not like them. If we’re risking our souls here, it’s to make sure that kind of wholesale slaughter doesn’t keep happening. I’m not saying we’re heroes… but we’re not like them.”
Morgie clapped him on the back and then held out his hand, palm down in the center of their circle. “Maybe I haven’t been with you guys through all that, but I’ve got your back right here, right now. Tom taught us to be samurai. He taught us to fight… so let’s fight. Warrior smart.”