Uglies Page 13

Part I Chapter 13

 

  Special Circumstances

  This hovercar was larger, but not as comfortable.

  The trip was much less pleasant than Tally's first ride that day. The strange-looking man flew with an aggressive impatience, dropping like a rock to cut between flight lanes, banking as steeply as a hoverboard with every turn. Tally had never been airsick before, but now she clutched the seat restraints, her knuckles white and eyes fixed on the solid ground below. She caught one last glimpse of New Pretty Town receding behind them.

  They headed downriver, across Uglyville, over the greenbelt and farther out to the transport ring, where the factories stuck their heads aboveground. Beside a huge, misshapen hill, the car descended into a complex of rectangular buildings, as squat as ugly dorms and painted the color of dried grass.

  They landed with a painful bump, and the man led her into one of the buildings, and down into a murk of yellow-brown hallways. Tally had never seen so much space painted in such putrid colors, as if the building were designed to make its occupants vaguely nauseated.

  There were more people like the man.

  They were all dressed in formals, raw silks in black and gray, and their faces had the same cold, hawkish look. Both the men and women were taller than pretty standard, and more powerfully built, their eyes as pale as an ugly's. There were a few normal people as well, but they faded into insignificance next to the predatory forms moving gracefully through the halls.

  Tally wondered if this was someplace where people were taken when their operations went wrong, when beauty turned cruel. Then why was she here? She hadn't even had the operation yet. Tally swallowed. What if these terrible pretties had been made this way intentionally? When they had measured her yesterday, had they determined that she would never fit the vulnerable, doe-eyed pretty mold? Maybe she'd already been chosen to be remade for this strange, other world.

  The man stopped outside a metal door, and Tally halted behind him. She felt like a littlie again, jerked along by a minder on an invisible string. All her ugly senior's confidence had evaporated the moment she'd seen him back at the hospital. Four years of tricks and independence gone.

  The door flashed his eye and opened, and he pointed for her to go in. Tally realized he hadn't said a word since collecting her at the hospital. She took a deep breath, which made the paralyzed muscles in her chest flinch with pain, and managed to croak, "Say please. "

  "Inside," was his answer.

  Tally smiled, silently declaring a small victory that she had made him speak again, but she did as she was told.

  "I'm Dr. Cable. "

  "Tally Youngblood. "

  Dr. Cable smiled. "Oh, I know who you are. "

  The woman was a cruel pretty. Her nose was aquiline, her teeth sharp, her eyes a nonreflective gray.

  Her voice had the same slow, neutral cadence as a bedtime book. But it hardly made Tally sleepy. An edge was hidden in the voice, like a piece of metal slowly marking glass.

  "You have a problem, Tally. "

  "I had kind of guessed that, uh. . . " It was strange, not knowing the woman's first name.

  "Dr. Cable will do. "

  Tally blinked. She'd never called anyone by their last name in her life.

  "Okay, Dr. Cable. " She cleared her throat and managed to say more, in a dry voice. "My problem right now is that I don't know what's going on. So. . . why don't you tell me?"

  "What do you think's going on, Tally?"

  Tally closed her eyes, taking a rest from the sharp angles of the woman's face. "Well, that bungee jacket was a spare, you know, and we did put it back on the recharge pile. "

  "This isn't about some ugly-trick. "

  She sighed and opened her eyes. "No, I didn't think so. "

  "This is about a friend of yours. Someone missing. "

  Of course. Shay's disappearing trick had gone too far, leaving Tally to explain. "I don't know where she is. "

  Dr. Cable smiled. Only her top teeth showed when she did. "But you do know something. "

  "Who are you, anyway?" Tally blurted. "Where am I?"

  "I'm Dr. Cable," the woman said. "And this is Special Circumstances. "

  First Dr. Cable asked her a lot of questions. "You didn't know Shay long, did you?"

  "No. Just this summer. We were in different dorms. "

  "And you didn't know any of her friends?"

  "No. They were all older than her. They'd already turned. "

  "Like your friend Peris?"

  Tally swallowed. How much did this woman know about her? "Yeah. Like Peris and me. "

  "But Shay's friends didn't wind up pretty, did they?"

  Tally took a slow breath, remembering her promise to Shay. She didn't want to lie, though. Dr. Cable would know if she did, Tally was sure. She was in enough trouble already. "Why wouldn't they?"

  "Did she tell you about her friends?"

  "We didn't talk about stuff like that. We just hung out. Because. . . it hurt being alone. We were just into playing tricks. "

  "Did you know she'd been in a gang?"

  Tally looked up into Dr. Cable's eyes. They were almost as big as a normal pretty's, but they angled upward like a wolf's.

  "A gang? How do you mean?"

  "Tally, did you and Shay ever go to the Rusty Ruins?"

  "Everyone does. "

  "But did you eversneak out to the ruins?"

  "Yeah. A lot of people do. "

  "Did you ever meet anyone there?"

  Tally bit her lip. "What's Special Circumstances?"

  "Tally. " The edge in her voice was suddenly sharp as a razor blade.

  "If you tell me what Special Circumstances is, I'll answer you. "

  Dr. Cable sat back. She folded her hands and nodded. "This city is a paradise, Tally. It feeds you, educates you, keeps you safe. It makes you pretty. "

  Tally couldn't help looking up hopefully at this.

  "And our city can stand a great deal of freedom, Tally. It gives youngsters room to play tricks, to develop their creativity and independence. But occasionally bad things come fromoutside the city. "

  Dr. Cable narrowed her eyes, her face becoming even more like a predator's. "We exist in equilibrium with our environment, Tally, purifying the water that we put back in the river, recycling the biomass, and using only power drawn from our own solar footprint. But sometimes we can't purify what we take in from the outside. Sometimes there are threats from the environment that must be faced. "

  She smiled. "Sometimes there are Special Circumstances. "

  "So, you guys are like minders, but for the whole city. "

  Dr. Cable nodded. "Other cities sometimes pose a challenge. And sometimes those few people who live outside the cities can make trouble. "

  Tally's eyes widened. Outside the cities? Shay had been telling the truth - places like the Smoke really existed.

  "It's your turn to answer my question, Tally. Did you ever meet anyone in the ruins? Someone not from this city? Not from any city?"

  Tally grinned. "No. I never did. "

  Dr. Cable frowned, her eyes darting downward for a second, checking something. When they returned to Tally, they had grown even colder. Tally smiled again, certain now that Dr. Cable knew when she was telling the truth. The room must be reading her heartbeat, her sweat, her pupil dilation. But Tally couldn't tell what she didn't know.

  The razor blade slid back into the woman's voice. "Don't play games with me, Tally. Your friend Shay will never thank you for it, because you'll never see her again. "

  The thrill of her small victory disappeared, and Tally felt her smile fade.

  "Six of her friends disappeared, Tally, all at once. None of them has ever been found. Another two who were meant to join them chose not to throw their lives away, however, and we discovered a little about what had happened to the others. They didn't run away on their own. They were tempted by someone fr
om outside, someone who wanted to steal our cleverest little uglies. We realized that this was a special circumstance. "

  One word sent ice down Tally's spine. Had Shay really beenstolen ? What did Shay or any ugly really know about the Smoke?

  "We've been watching Shay since then, hoping she might lead us to her friends. "

  "So why didn't you. . . ," Tally blurted out. "You know,stop her!"

  "Because of you, Tally. "

  "Me?"

  Dr. Cable's voice softened. "We thought she had made a friend, a reason to stay here in the city. We thought she'd be okay. "

  Tally could only close her eyes and shake her head.

  "But then Shay disappeared," Dr. Cable continued. "She turned out to be trickier than her friends. You taught her well. "

  "Idid?" Tally cried. "I don't know any more tricks than most uglies. "

  "You underestimate yourself," Dr. Cable said.

  Tally turned away from the vulpine eyes, shut out the razor-blade voice. This wasnot her fault. She had decided to stay here in the city, after all. She wanted to become pretty. She'd even tried to convince Shay.

  But failed.

  "It's not my fault. "

  "Help us, Tally. "

  "Help you what?"

  "Find her. Find them all. "

  She took a deep breath. "What if they don't want to be found?"

  "What if they do? What if they were lied to?"

  Tally tried to remember Shay's face that last night, how hopeful she had been. She'd wanted to leave the city as much as Tally wanted to be pretty. However stupid the choice seemed, Shay had made it with her eyes open, and had respected Tally's choice to stay.

  Tally looked up at Dr. Cable's cruel beauty, at the puke-yellow-brown of the walls. She remembered all the tricks Special Circumstances had played on her today - how they'd kept her waiting for an hour in the hospital, waiting and thinking she would soon be pretty, the brutal flight here, and all the cruel faces in the halls - and she decided. "I can't help you," Tally said. "I made a promise. "

  Dr. Cable bared her teeth. This time, it wasn't even a mockery of a smile. The woman became nothing but a monster, vengeful and inhuman. "Then I'll make you a promise too, Tally Youngblood. Until you do help us, to the very best of your ability, you will never be pretty. "

  Dr. Cable turned away.

  "You can die ugly, for all I care. "

  The door opened. The scary man was outside, where he'd been waiting all along.