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“He鈥檚 a murdering chud,鈥� Zil was yelling.
鈥淲hat do you want to do? Lynch him?鈥� Astrid demanded.
That stopped the flow for a second as kids tried to figure out what 鈥渓ynch鈥� meant. But Zil quickly recovered.
鈥淚 saw him do it. He used his powers to kill Harry.鈥�
鈥淚 was trying to stop you from smashing my head in!鈥� Hunter shouted.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e a lying mutant freak!鈥�
鈥淭hey think they can do anything they want,鈥� another voice shouted.
Astrid said, as calmly as she could while still pitching her voice to be heard, 鈥淲e are not going down that path, people, dividing up between freaks and normals.鈥�
鈥淭hey already did it!鈥� Zil cried. 鈥淚t鈥檚 the freaks acting all special and like their farts don鈥檛 stink.鈥�
That earned a laugh.
鈥淎nd now they鈥檙e starting to kill us,鈥� Zil cried.
Angry cheers.
Edilio squared his shoulders and stepped into the crowd. He went first to Hank, the kid with the shotgun. He tapped him on the shoulder and said, 鈥淕ive me that thing.鈥�
鈥淣o way,鈥� Hank said. But he didn鈥檛 seem too certain.
鈥淵ou want to have that thing fire by accident and blow someone鈥檚 face off?鈥� Edilio held his hand out. 鈥淕ive it to me, man.鈥�
Zil rounded on Edilio. 鈥淵ou going to make Hunter give up his weapon? Huh? He鈥檚 got powers, man, and that鈥檚 okay, but the normals can鈥檛 have any weapon? How are we supposed to defend ourselves from the freaks?鈥�
鈥淢an, give it a rest, huh?鈥� Edilio said. He was doing his best to sound more weary than angry or scared. Things were already bad enough. 鈥淶il, you want to be responsible if that gauge goes off and kills Astrid? You want to maybe give that some thought?鈥�
Zil blinked. But he said, 鈥淒ude, I鈥檓 not scared of Sam.鈥�
鈥淪am won鈥檛 be your problem, I will be,鈥� Edilio snapped, losing patience. 鈥淎nything happens to her, I鈥檒l take you down before Sam ever gets the chance.鈥�
Zil snorted derisively. 鈥淎h, good little boy, Edilio, kissing up to the chuds. I got news for you, dilly dilly, you鈥檙e a lowly normal, just like me and the rest of us."
鈥淚鈥檓 going to let that go,鈥� Edilio said evenly, striving to regain his cool, trying to sound calm and in control, even though he could hardly take his eyes off the twin barrels of the shotgun. 鈥淏ut now I鈥檓 taking that shotgun.鈥�
鈥淣o way!鈥� Hank cried, and the next thing was an explosion so loud, Edilio thought a bomb had gone off. The muzzle flash blinded him, like camera flash going off in his face.
Someone yelled in pain.
Edilio staggered back, squeezed his eyes shut, trying to adjust. When he opened them again the shotgun was on the ground and the boy who鈥檇 accidentally fired it was holding his bruised hand, obviously shocked.
Zil bent to grab the gun. Edilio took two steps forward and kicked Zil in the face. As Zil fell back Edilio made a grab for the shotgun. He never saw the blow that turned his knees to water and filled his head with stars.
He fell like a sack of bricks, but even as he fell he lurched forward to cover the shotgun.
Astrid screamed and launched herself down the stairs to protect Edilio.
Antoine, the one who had hit Edilio, was raising his bat to hit Edilio again, but on the back swing he caught Astrid in the face.
Antoine cursed, suddenly fearful. Zil yelled, 鈥淣o, no, no!鈥�
There was a sudden rush of running feet. Down the walkway, into the street, echoing down the block.”
― Michael Grant, Hunger