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“I’ve walked througheveryhell I’ve been through. Me,” Kult said, stabbing his chest. “I didn’tskipany hells. You think I fearanything? Anytrauma?” He turned to Fetch who looked right at him now. “I watched my mother and sister, and baby brother starve to death because I couldn’t solve a fucking puzzle, and then my father blew his brains out. I didn’tskipthat, Ilivedthrough it, I didn’t callanybodyto come and save me, come and help me solve the puzzle!”
Holy fuck.
“That’s not the hell he’s talking about,” Handy said, his voice careful.
Kult snapped his head to him. “Did you hack into my fucking head and hide things from me? Is that what you did?”
“You removed it,” Fin said, bringing the man’s fury back to him.
They stared at each other for many seconds. “I didn’t remove anything. But whoever did needs to give itback.”
Fetch lifted his gaze to him. “We cannot.”
“And why the fuck not, those are my memories, my nightmares, my hell!”
“Look,” Harlow carefully pled. “How about we continue this in private.”
“In private,” Kult said, raising his voice then pointing to Handy. “You obviously fucking know,youtell me.”
“I will,” Handy assured, looking at him. “But not here, brother.”
“Brother,” he said, laughing dryly. “We’re allbrothershere, one big family. I have nothing to hide. What about you, Seer? You know what they’re talking about?”
“No, son,” he said gently. “God decided it wasn’t my business to see.”
Kult looked at the triplets, then Handy, then Seer, shaking his head. “Well, isn’t that interesting. God, deciding you don’t get to see. And I don’t get to see. What else did God decide? Did he decide Handy here gets to see? Fetch, Fathom and Fin get to see?”
“Brother,” Pain pled quietly from across the table. “Don’t do this here.”
Kult shot up from his chair, sending it flying behind him as Pain, Fetch, Fathom and Fin rose too. “What are you standing for!” Kult yelled at them. “Iwant to know the big secret. You wanna shut me up?” He pounded his chest. “Come on then!”
Handy stood now. “Let’s go outside, we’ll talk.”
Kult stormed to him, getting in his face. “Fuckyou andfuckoutside, you tell me here,” he ordered. “I don’t give a fuckwhohears, you think I give afuckwho knows my bullshit? I give afuckabout me knowing, it’smybullshit!”
Handy’s arms went around Kult so fast and the giant man launched them into the air, their bodies hitting the floor with a boom that put everybody on their feet. “Don’t touch him!” Handy yelled. “I got him!”
“Let mefuckinggo!” Kult roared as Handy wrapped his legs around him tight.
“Not letting you go, brother.”
“Don’t call me your fucking brother, I don’t have a brother! My brother died! I killed him!”
“You didn’t kill him,” Handy swore, his face twisted with the man’s agony.
“I fucking killed him! I killedallof them, I know I did, I owned it! I didn’t fucking run, I didn’t hide from it! That wasmyhell, it was my hell and I faced every fucking second of it!”
Spar closed his eyes when those final words came out shredded by pain.
“It was your hell, you didn’t run,” Handy whispered, winded. “You didn’t run, you faced it. You were the strongest boy on the fucking planet.”
“I faced it,” he bellowed. “I took it, it didn’t break me.Nothingcan break me. I’m fucking unbreakable.”
Pain hurried out of the room and Atlas and Sync followed him while Harlow stared at the floor, shaking his head. “Sorry,” he barely said, racing after them.
“I got you,” Handy muttered quietly. “It’s all gone, now. It’s all fucking gone.”
Spar watched as the triplets lifted an unconscious Kult from Handy.
