Page 131 of Captured Immune

She raises the weapon into the air again and spits into my face. “You worthless piece of shit! I never should have—” She flies off me as someone yanks her away.

“That’s my son!” My dad climbs on top of Jodi and bashes his cuffs against her face. Then he grabs Jodi’s dagger and drives it into her chest.

“Trey!” Arella drops to her knees at my side, putting pressure over my wound. “Oh, god!”

I groan in pain as Jodi kicks my dad’s skinny body off her. Then she straddles my dad and stabs him in the stomach with the same dagger she just pulled out of her chest.

“No!” I scream as Jodi stabs him again, then again, and again.

My dad screams until his female body goes limp. Then he’s not screaming anymore.

“Nooo!” I jerk upright, then everything stills. I try to stand up, but I can’t. I can’t even blink. All the screaming around me stops, and the air goes silent like we’re in a library.

Jodi freezes on top of my dad. Her knife hand is drawn back, but she’s not making a single move. A fireball flying above me is frozen in midair. The flames don’t dance. The wind doesn’t blow the trees. The crickets don’t chirp.

Arella’s mouth falls open at the hush surrounding us.

“Holy shit!” a man shouts from barely ten steps away. “That one just moved.”

“That’s impossible,” a woman says. “I just froze everything except us within a quarter-mile radius.”

“I swear, I saw that girl move.”

“Which one?”

Arella stills, but her hands tremble against my wound. I reach out to protect her, but my arms don’t budge. My heart races as two pairs of footsteps stomp their way toward us.

A male Enforcer I haven’t seen before steps into my view and points a firm finger at Arella. “It was this woman right here.”

The female Enforcer at his side produces a water ball in her hand, then drops it over Arella’s head.

Arella gasps for air as the chilly liquid drenches her and drips onto my chest. I can feel the bitter cold, but my body doesn’t react to it.

“What?” The female Enforcer grabs Arella by her arm and drags her onto her feet.

“Let me go!” Arella screams, making my heart thrash against my tight lungs.

“How are you doing that?” the female Enforcer asks, then gasps. “Oh my god! She’s an Ordinary.”

The male Enforcer presses a finger against the device in his ears. “Yes, we just arrived. Everything is under control now. Everyone’s been immobilized. We’re ready for the other Porters.” A pause. “Sounds good. And boss, you’re not gonna believe this, but there’s an Ordinary here, and she’s moving.” Another pause. “I mean exactly what I said. I’m standing right next to her, and my zense isn’t activating. Not only that, but she can move, even after the immobilization.” Another pause. This time, it’s longer. “Aye. We’ll take her in for a scrub.”

“No!” Arella tries hitting the female Enforcer with her cuffs, but it’s no use.

The female Enforcer shoves Arella to her knees, then points a gun at her neck. I try to protect her, but my limbs won’t budge.

“Stay down,” she says, then turns to her partner. “What if the scrub doesn’t work on her like my immobilization isn’t?”

The male Enforcer shrugs. “I guess we’ll find out.”

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