Richard Kadrey: Kill the dead

"Was she pretty? Was she nice? Did he fall in love with her?"

A slight smile plays around her mouth likes she's found a pleasant memory.

"Tell me about your father," she says.

"Which one? I seem to have a lot."

"The human one."

I shrug.

"He was all right. I wasn't an easy kid. He tried his best, but he never really took a shine to me."

"What a surprise. And your other father?"

"Until an hour ago, I thought it was Lucifer."

"That would be almost as good a family secret as ours."

"So, Jan was in love with a pretty human and they had a girl. Then what?"

She looks at her hands and then starts.

"Jan was a romantic. He loved the woman and didn't want their daughter to be Death Born. The Geistwald children receive the death bite at birth when the head of the family removes the umbilical with his teeth. Jan refused. He stole the child, and by the time he brought her back, it was too late for her to be reborn."

"So you tortured and tormented Eleanor and her father every day of her life."

"They deserved worse. I would have killed her, but she was still a Geistwald and there would have been talk."

"Rainier was born right, though. And you weren't going to let him get away."

"Rainier was a good boy and I took care of him."

"But he was still too stupid to live. Even with all your torture, I think Eleanor and Dad got the best of that deal."

"My new Rainier will be born properly and become the new head of the family."

She waves to him.

"I love you, dear. Hold on just a little longer. Daddy is on the way."

"You just said you have to be Death Born at birth. Aki is at least twenty-five."

"There are ways around that. Sorcerers who can remove his spirit and put it into the body of a newborn. I'll personally make the child Der Todes Geboren and Rainier will be reborn."

"But he'll still be Aki. You keep choosing fuckups for sons."

She leans forward on her seat.

"Now tell me about your real father."

"I don't know him that well. He's a doctor, but it's a second career. He used to be an archangel."

"Kinski? How funny. And you only just discovered this?"

"If Lucifer was telling the truth. I think he was. It's more fun for him to kill you with the truth than with a lie."

"I wish I'd been there to see your face."

"It wasn't all that dramatic."

"Seeing you in any amount of pain would be a joy."

"I cut my arm on a piece of glass earlier."

"Did it hurt?"

"It stung."

"Good."

The phone rings. Koralin goes to the desk and exchanges a few words with the caller.

"Jan is here."

"Tell him to take the elevator to three."

I pick up my gun and go to the door.

"Our deal is still on, but if you get near Aki while I let them in, I'll blow his head off."

I push open the door just as the elevator arrives.

"In here."

Candy comes through first. She throws her arms around me and holds on tight.

"He's dead. Doc is dead," she says. "That angel bitch Aelita killed him."

"I know. It's all right. We'll get through this."

Jan comes in after her with Kasabian's bowling bag.

I gesture to him with the gun.

"Go over to the table and let him out. Then sit down next to your wife."

Jan unzips the bag and puts Kasabian on the table. Jan sits down at the far end of the sofa, as far from Koralin as he can.

"Fuck you, you Kraut shit."

I set Candy in a chair by the desk.

"You all right, Kasabian?"

"No thanks to these pricks. That bitch stood there while that crazy-ass angel stabbed Kinski."

"Sit tight and keep quiet. This will be over with soon."

"Excuse me," says Koralin. "You have your friends. Please put the pistol down."

I look at Aki and then at her and set the gun on the table.

"We're going to do this slowly and carefully so there aren't any misunderstandings, all right?"

"Of course."

"Good. Koralin, stand up with your hands where I can see them. Come down to the end of the table with me. I'll take the Druj from my pocket and hand it to you."

I stand up while Koralin comes around, put my hand in my pocket, and take out the Druj. I exaggerate my arm and hand movements so she can see what I'm doing. When it's out, I show her the Druj and that I'm not holding anything else.

"Put out your hands."

She does and I set the Druj there. I step back as Koralin smiles and holds it up so Aki can see.

"We have it, darling. It's ours."

She turns to me, all motherly and full of aristocratic outrage.

"You're all dead. I'll call every golem in the city down on you. They'll each get one shallow bite. It will take days for you to die."

Koralin really wants Drifters by her side, so they come to her. The ones I brought in from the hall and lobby stashed around the edges of the room earlier are drawn to her and the Druj. When she sees them she laughs with delight. She's amused just long enough for me to grab the na'at and whip the end of it into her chest like a dagger. There's no time to aim well, but I do all right.

The end slips between her ribs and into her heart. Another flick and the na'at retracts. Koralin falls to the floor grunting like an animal in shock and pain. Her milk-pale skin crawls with patches of red. Her lips fade from deep blue to bright crimson as she draws her first choked and agonized breath since birth.

"Did you know that the cure for a zombie bite is a Savant's blood? I learned that when Johnny Thunders gave me some of his. I used some to help out Brigitte and I put the rest on the na'at. Johnny must have been right because it looks to me like you're breathing again. How does it feel to be alive after all these years? Just another pathetic mortal lowlife. Weird, I bet. Don't worry. You won't feel it for long."

I pick up the Druj from where she dropped it, pull Candy from the sofa, and hand her Kasabian.

The Drifters crowd around Koralin. They move in slowly, a little uncertain of who or what she is. She was one of them a moment ago, but she must be starting to smell human. I wonder what her body temperature has to be before they know she's food.

"If you want to go, you can go," I tell Jan.

He stands there.

"I can't leave her to this."

"I'm giving you a break because of Eleanor."

"Please."

"No."

He grabs the athame from the table and throws it. He's good, too. He's handled a knife before.

I duck it, but Candy is looking at Koralin, so she doesn't see it coming. The knife hits her arm and goes in to the hilt. She drops Kasabian and I flick out the na'at, hitting Jan in the chest. It knocks him back onto the sofa and in a few seconds he's staring through watery eyes filled with the shock and deep-down horror of being alive. A moment later he starts to breathe. As his lungs begin filling with air he reaches for my gun, but his body is still in shock and he's too clumsy to reach it. I pick it up and put it in his hand. I help him steady it under his chin so he'll get it right when he pulls the trigger. The sound of a gun going off inside hurts my ears and the back of Jan's head explodes out in a red spray. The Drifters not heading for Koralin make a beeline for the gore. I take the gun back and put it in my jacket.

I tuck Kasabian under my arm, put my arm around Candy, and help her to the door.

"What about the boy?" she asks.

"He wants to be part of the family. Let him."

We're out in the hall when the screaming starts. I close the door and smash the grandfather clock to pieces, sealing the room. I grab Candy and Kasabian and step through a shadow and back to the old apartment.

I can see Brigitte through the bedroom door. She's propped up on pillows and her eyes are open.

Allegra is coming toward us.

"I'm sorry to always show up with walking wounded. But we don't have anywhere else to go anymore," I tell her.