Dreams Of The Golden Age Part 25

"Do you know who I am?" Suzanne shot back.

"She said to get out of the way," the man growled, grabbing Suzanne by the arm and yanking.

So no, they didn't know who Suzanne was.

She grabbed him back, clutching the arm he'd wrapped around her to immobilize her-then she glowed. Her form seemed to waver as heat radiated off her skin. The cuffs of her blouse started to smolder. Her captor was sweating, his face reddening and his teeth gritting in pain. Suzanne-Spark-must have been boiling him. Finally, he cried out, and Spark wrenched away from him.

In the meantime, the woman grabbed Anna, who slammed a heel on the woman's instep. Turned out to be harder in practice than in theory-Anna's foot mostly slid off the woman's armored boot. But the woman hissed, and her grip loosened. Anna dropped her weight and yanked herself away.

Teia, Teddy, and the others were close, their cars nearing West Plaza's block. She and Grandma had to hold out only a few more seconds.

"Anna, get over here," Spark commanded, gesturing for Anna to get behind her. The fire starter wasn't wearing her flameproof skin suit, and the sleeves of her blouse smoked and flared as the fibers caught fire from the heat. She stood braced, one arm outstretched, prepared for battle.

Her opponent in black opened her mouth and let loose with ... it wasn't a scream, it wasn't even sound, but Anna could feel a powerful burst of energy rippling through the air in a focused beam, directly toward them. Some kind of hypersonic projection. Her ears rattled with it. She clapped her hands over her head and doubled over.

Around them, people screamed and car windows shattered. Suzanne hunched over Anna to protect her.

The man, the sonic woman's partner, picked Suzanne up and threw her. Lifted her clear off the ground, swung her, and let go, so that she sailed across the tiled plaza, hit the ground, rolled, and lay still.

Anna screamed. The man came for her next. "We said, we need you to come with us." He reached for her.

She was preparing to run when bolts of energy sizzled across the drive, slamming into concrete before finding their mark. They hit the thug and bowled him over. One streaked a burned scorch mark across his cheek. Before the sonic blast woman could open her mouth again, Sam's next round knocked her over. The two black-suited villains seemed drunk for a moment, studying their limbs and brushing themselves off as they stood back up, taking defensive positions against the new a.s.sailants.

Sam's car had swung into the driveway, jumped halfway up the curb, and both front stood doors open. The engine was still running. Sam hadn't even gotten all the way out but stood reaching over the door, ready to blast another round. He was in full costume-jacket, mask, and all-and would have looked great if he wasn't standing next to his beater sedan. But really, he did look great, like he meant business. He flexed his hands and sent another round of glowing laser blasts, which caused his targets to dodge and scatter.

Anna couldn't see Teddy, but she didn't expect to.

The two unknown supers bent their heads together in conversation, took a brief look at Sam, then fled.

As soon as they turned their backs, Anna raced to her grandmother. Tom was with her, arm around her shoulder, helping her sit up. She was holding her head, and her roan hair was tangled around her shoulders.

"Grandma!" Anna stumbled to the ground next to her.

"G.o.d, I haven't taken a hit like that in a long time."

"Are you okay?" Anna said, her voice tinny with panic. She was afraid to touch Suzanne; the sleeves of her blouse were hanging in scorched tatters.

"Ma'am, I'll call an ambulance-"

"No, I'm sure that's not necessary-" But when she tried to stand, she hissed, her face contorting in pain, her body gone rigid. "Oh, dear."

Tom was already talking on his cell phone.

"Grandma?"

"Anna, it's going to be okay," Suzanne said, squeezing her arm. "The rest of you need to get to Horizon Tower to save your mother. We don't know how many superhumans they have or what all they can do-warn Bethy, warn Arthur. Tom will take care of me, you all get going." Her gaze darted up, and Anna realized they were surrounded, not just by Sam and a now-visible Teddy but also by Teia, Lew, and their mother, who must have just arrived.

-Dad? Dad, are you there?- -I would prefer you staying at West Plaza, out of harm's way.- -No, everyone's here. They have really powerful supers. We can help.- -I know you can, sweetheart. I'll see you soon.- "Dad already knows everything," Anna said.

"Of course he does." Suzanne smiled, but the wince didn't go away.

Sirens sounded in the distance-an arriving ambulance. "They'll be here soon, Grandma."

"I know. You all get going." Absently, she patted Anna's hand.

Teia pulled at Anna's shirt. "Come on, let's go."

Anna gave in to an urge to throw herself at Teia, wrapping her in a fierce hug. She didn't even question if Teia would hug back.

"You made it!"

"You need help, of course I did," Teia said into her shoulder before pulling away. "Now, do you know where we're going?"

She told them, and they piled into the two cars-the Baker family in one, Anna, Teddy, and Sam in the other-just as the ambulance circled into the drive. They'd take care of Grandma, and Anna let that worry go.

"Hey, Anna," a voice said through the bud in her ear.

"Bethy! Did you get all that?"

"I'm watching through the security cameras. Is Grandma really okay?"

"I don't know, she really fell hard."

"I'm also watching those freaky superhumans-they went around the back of the building. They had some kind of heli-car parked there, they've already taken off."

"Back to Horizon Tower?"

"Let me check ... um ... yeah. Dad's there with the cops."

"He's not too happy, is he?"

"Whatever," she said in her snippy Bethy voice. Anna had to smile.

"I'll check in soon."

They got stuck in traffic still ten minutes out from the Tower. The enemy superhumans had a head start and plenty of time to prepare. This was going to suck.

"This is so awkward," Teddy muttered, tapping a hand against the pa.s.senger side door. "I mean, look at us, we don't look anything like superheroes in this thing."

"You insult my car one more time, you can walk," Sam groused back.

"Anna, the Olympiad didn't have any flyers, how did they get around? Didn't they have some kind of, like, helicopter or supersonic jet or something? What'd they do with them?"

Gave a whole new meaning to asking Mom and Dad to borrow the car, didn't it? Except they wouldn't let her drive anything. "I don't really know-they had some armored cars and a jump jet, I think, but I don't know what happened to them. They're probably stored somewhere. I mean, the command room still works. Dad opened it up so we could use the computers to find Mom."

"Really? Holy cow."

"That reminds me-here." She gave them the extra headsets Suzanne had retrieved from the cupboard. "We'll be able to stay in touch. Bethy's coordinating from the Olympiad mainframe."

"Cool," Teddy murmured, without sufficient gravity or respect for the situation, Anna thought.

"The pipsqueak can do that?" Sam said.

"Yeah. She's the smart one."

They didn't argue with that.

Eventually, after interminable minutes, they reached a police cordon surrounding Horizon Tower. A block in every direction appeared to be shut down with barriers and patrol cars, roof lights flashing. Yellow police tape fluttered, reporters pressed close with cameras and shouted questions, and even a few superhero groupies mingled among the usual onlookers and pa.s.sersby. A man in a ratty coat held a beat-up sign reading CAPTAIN OLYMPUS: OUR ALIEN SAVIOR WILL RETURN. Anna got a little queasy reading that.

"Great," Sam muttered. "How do we talk them into letting us through?"

Any sane cop would look at them-three teens in a car wearing masks and homemade superhero costumes-and laugh, not let them past a serious cordon.

"My dad and Captain Paulson are just around the corner, we can call them over-"

The nearest officer came over and tapped on the window as Sam slowed. Dutifully, Sam rolled it down.

"You guys the Trinity? The captain said you'd be showing up. Park there, meet Captain Paulson at the front of the building. Got it?"

"Yes, sir," Anna replied.

Sam complied, and Ms. Baker slid their car to the curb behind the sedan. The boys all piled out and ran up the block. Anna hung back to walk with Teia and her mother. The cops just waved them all on through. Dr. Mentis must have talked them into making this easy. Anna started to get excited in spite of herself. This-the crowds, the orders delivered through a scratching bullhorn, the rabid sense of antic.i.p.ation-must have been what it was like in the old days.

"This is the most f.u.c.ked-up field trip I've ever chaperoned," Ms. Baker said, shaking her head.

"Mom!" Teia exclaimed.

Her mother rolled her eyes. "Oh, hon, calm down."

Anna sidled close to Teia and said, "Your mom seems to be taking this very calmly."

"Yeah, that's because it turns out my mom was Typhoon. Should have known, right?"

"What? Holy s.h.i.t!"

"Tell me about it."

Anna took a surrept.i.tious glance at a.n.a.lise Baker. Aka Typhoon? She tried to picture it-plenty of photos of the superhuman existed: an athletic black woman with hair in cornrows tucked back by a sleek blue-green mask that matched her liquidlike skin suit. She'd been one of the premier supers in her day, but she'd vanished from public view when a warrant was issued for her arrest on suspicion of murder, after one of her tidal waves drowned a cop. The debate about whether that drowning was accidental or intentional still raged. The Ms. Baker Anna was walking next to now was ... old. As old as her own mother, and kind of soft, with short halolike hair tied back with a red headband. And she didn't have any powers, not that anyone knew about. Did she? Typhoon could telekinetically control water and summon rain-storms, in fact, much like Lew did. And Teia's manipulation of ice was just another form of controlling water, wasn't it? Teia was right, they should have guessed.

"Why didn't you ever go public?" Anna asked, blushing at the rudeness of it.

"Because that was a long time ago and it all happened to another person."

"Well ... thank you. For coming out now, to help get Mom back."

a.n.a.lise shook her head and seemed sad, full of regret. "I won't be able to help. I'm here to look out for my kids."

Anna didn't press further. She glanced up in time to see a green-garbed figure sailing overhead, as if leaping from one ledge to Horizon Tower's familiar thirtieth-floor patio. And how had he found out about this? She expected to feel an embarra.s.sed flush at the thought of talking to Eliot again. But she didn't have time for that right now.

Arthur and Captain Paulson were waiting at the front of the building. A dozen police cars and a SWAT van fanned out in the street, and the place hummed with the tension of a coming battle. Radios crackled with static and orders, and uniformed men and women arrayed themselves like soldiers before a giant.

"You should have stayed home," Arthur said.

Anna said, "You're going to need help. They have their own superhumans. People n.o.body knows about, who've never gone public before now."

"And I'm betting they're not on Celia's list," a.n.a.lise said, crossing her arms.

Anna furrowed her brow. "List, what list?"

"Never mind," Paulson said. "There's a team of supers holed up in there, and I want them out. You guys have any ideas before my people bust in there?"

For the first time, Anna had a chance to study the building. It looked different in daylight, the gla.s.s and bronze of it reflecting light and the overcast sky. On the ground floor, solid steel walls were bolted down in front of every available access point, instead of the gla.s.s doors, windows, and shop fronts that should have been there. The place was locked down.

"You've noticed the building's modifications," Arthur observed. "A squad of hired security are waiting inside."

"You can sense them?" Anna asked.

"If whatever's blocking our powers is in there, I imagine we'll be able to tell exactly how far the range of it is when we start ascending. I can take out the security contingent, but that won't do us any good if we can't find a way in."

"And I'd like to avoid a firefight," Paulson said. He suddenly seemed old, his hair finally more salt than pepper, his frown sagging. His intense glare focused on the building like it was his enemy.

This was their chance. This was why they had to be there. Anna said, "Teddy ... I mean Ghost, can you go in and check things out? Maybe figure out how to open those doors?"

"I'll still trip anything like an infrared detector if they're set up for that. But sure, I'll give it a try."

"Radio's on?"

He fiddled with the bud hooked over his ear and smiled. "Yup."

"Good luck."

He smiled, took off running, and vanished on his third stride.

Paulson whistled low. "You never get used to something like that, do you?"

Anna didn't know if the radio would still work while it was invisible. She didn't want to try it until she knew he was in a safe place, so she held her hands over her ears and listened.

A click sounded in her earbud-the channel switching, and Bethy came on. "Anna? I'm trying to dig up information on the building, like some kind of floor plan, but I'm not having any luck. It's like nothing was ever filed on it."

"If you can find anything on how to ... I don't know, shut down the power maybe? The front of the building has these steel doors we have to open."

Bethy blew out a breath that hissed over the speaker. "I'll try. This computer is crazy powerful-did you know I can hack into cla.s.sified city records from here?"

"I'm not surprised."

Another click, and Teddy spoke in a whisper. "Rose, there's like thirty guys here. They all have guns, like they're expecting a war or something."

"Then please stay quiet and out of sight!"