Page 57 of Twin Warriors

Amy nodded again, “Okay. Then I go in, kill the assholes and you save the warriors. Easy enough… right?”

Movement inside made Amy peek back in through the window. A few more Korok soldiers came in and started dragging Iron and the twins outside. She stood still, watching as they were taken to a smaller version of the cage she had spent weeks in when first landing on this planet. They tossed them in and shut the gate.

Her eyes narrowed at the tallest of the Koroks. She knew him. She knew his ugly, scaly, black-eyed face. This was the asshole who had grabbed her from the cabin. This sick fuck would know where the other humans were.

With one last glance at the cage, she stepped back and moved around the corner of the building.

“I have a plan,” she said to Kisma, smiling as she waited for the answering burst of anger that echoed through her from the others.

Chapter Nineteen

Cole lay still as his body came back to life with painful bursts of electricity. His entire body hurt, his mechanical arm and leg completely disabled, and his head throbbing. He took a second to get his twitching muscles under control, biting back the rage and fear at being able to feel the left side of his body missing. He couldn’t connect to any of his enhancements, and it left him weak, scared and in pain.

Cole?

The sound of his brother's voice in his head had a wave of relief wash through him.

Yes. Are you alright?

No. I cannot connect to my enhancements.

Neither can I. The Korok used a new weapon I have never seen before. That is what they must have been doing out here with the warriors.

Iron?

I don’t know.

Cole eased open his eyes, taking in the metal floor he lay on, the blistering sun making him squint. He rolled his head, seeing the thick metal bars around them, before his gaze landed on Iron laying in a crumpled heap at the back of the cage.

He is in here with us, but he is not moving. I can hear him breathing but it's erratic.

Voices came from outside the bars, making Cole roll to look out at the settlement through the bars. He tried to turn but the dead weight of his enhancements made it difficult.

Once he was sitting up, his back pressed to the bars behind him, he glanced down at his arm and frowned. Inside the metal, between the groves he could see the pulsing black mass of Amy’s symbiotes.

“Kisma?” He asked, looking over at Cane and seeing the same thing. He looked over at Iron and caught a glimpse of the black ooze moving under his shirt before it vanished.

No reply came from the symbiote, so he just sat still, waiting.

“How are you awake!” The high-pitched voice of the Korok that had shot them asked.

He glared up at the male, anger burning through his veins. He grinned, raising a brow, but didn’t say anything.

The Korok slammed a metal pole into the bars, making his still throbbing head explode with pain.

“I asked you a question, synth! How?”

“Hey asswipe!” Amy’s voice called and Cole’s heart sank.

No! What the trak was she doing!

The Korok spun, giving him a clear view of Amy standing in the middle of the settlement, her black suit nowhere to be seen. He glanced down at his arm, already feeling a slight tingle coming from the connection that joined to his nervous system.

“No. Go to her!” Cole ordered the black substance, panic making his heart race.

“What is this?” The leader of the Korok asked, pointing the pole at Amy.

“I have a name, asshole.”