Legacies Reborn by Pittacus Lore Read Free Book Online

from behind me.
    I turn around, keeping my hands raised, ready to dust some aliens. Instead, there are three figures wearing ski masks. Humans. Two of them are in the back, stuffing cash into a duffel bag. The other’s just a yard away from me, his eyes wide, mouth hanging open in confusion.
    He’s pointing a gun at my face.

CHAPTER SIX
    I GET READY TO KNOCK THIS GUY BACKWARDS AS tears start to stream down my cheeks, brought on by a mixture of exhaustion and the thought that in the middle of an alien invasion, I might get killed by some punk human.
    â€œUh, don’t cry?” the man murmurs.
    Despite the tears, I manage to laugh a little at the guy who’s telling me to get ahold of myself while holding a gun to my face.
    Luckily, I don’t have to go all Jedi on him. His buddies interrupt.
    â€œWhat the fuck , Jay,” one of the guys from the back says. “She’s just a kid.”
    Jay lowers the gun, his hands shaking. “Sorry,” he says quietly. He doesn’t sound too much older than me, maybe in his twenties.
    The reality of the situation dawns on me.
    â€œThe city is being invaded by aliens and you assholes are robbing a bank ?” I say loud enough for all three of them to hear me.
    â€œHey,” Jay says, defensive. “We’re just trying to make the most of a bad situation.”
    All the sadness that had taken me over morphs into rage. I spit venom out of my mouth before I even realize that I’m shouting.
    â€œDo you have any idea what it’s like out there? My stepdad just got murdered trying to protect me. I have no idea what’s happened to my mom. I’m pretty sure I saw a bunch of people get trampled in the subway by dudes just trying to escape. Not killed by aliens, but by other people. Who knows how many have been killed by these alien bastards? And you want to tell me that making the best of this situation is you and your boys robbing a bank while all this is going down? How can you be so selfish? Jesus. You could be helping people get out of the city or something.” My thoughts immediately go back to everyone I’ve left behind—everyone I haven’t protected or fought for because I’ve been trying to get downtown. The neighbors on my block. The group I left at the church. Hell, even the people on the bus, who for a second I was going to force to take me downtown. My head starts shaking and the tears well up again because even though I know I should be going to find Mom, there’s a voice in my head telling me Ishould be taking my own advice. That of course she wants to see me and be reunited, but that helping other people is just as important. Maybe more. I should be trying to do some good where I can.
    Jay looks at me with wide eyes, like this is all stuff that might have been in the back of his mind already, and he’s furious with himself and with me for bringing it up. His two friends don’t seem to care, though, because once their duffel bag is full, they slap him on the back and nod towards the door.
    â€œWe’re done,” the guy with the bag says.
    I wipe my eyes, feeling stupid for crying in front of them. “Maybe you forgot, but there’s a bunch of aliens out there,” I mutter. “Go outside and you’re toast.”
    â€œI’m not sitting on top of all this money and waiting to get caught.”
    â€œWe run across ’em, we’ll take ’em out,” the other dude says, holding up another gun.
    â€œNo, like, they’re right outside .” I try to talk some sense into them. “That’s why I ducked in here in the first place. There’s a dozen of those pale freaks.”
    â€œMaybe we should hole up in here for a little while until the coast is clear,” Jay says. He peeks out the window, but from here he can’t see far down the block.
    â€œDude, our car is just around the corner,” the third guy says. “We get in, we punch