104 Bullet shook his head. "I wish there was
something," he sighed, "I could do to help you. But you're an
absurdity. You're no more of a woman than I am. You've mutilated
your body and
made yourself to appear to be something you're not. But you're still a
man. And there's nothing that will change that. We can't permit you to
do immoral things with another man.
105 I understand your feelings, but you can't expect something like
that. Perhaps some of the women could do something to ease your
discomfort but we can't grant your wishes. It's just beyond The Law. It
can't be done. You've been offered help- you refuse it. I guess there's
little else I can say to you."
106 "I don't WANT your help! " the other screamed. "I don't want you
making me back into something I don't want to be."
107 Suddenly something rose inside Bullet and a voice spoke in his
mind. "Take his bare arm and hold on until you feel The Power stop."
Bullet reached out and seized the woman. The minute Bullet touched, the
cell was filled with a blazing Light, and Bullet's hand felt like it
was in a furnace; like fire was flowing through it.
108 When the fire stopped he let go. The cell was full of smoke, and
the man on the bunk was rolled against the wall, crying, and saying
over and over again, "No, you can't! You can't do this to me! You
can't!"
109 The cell door flung open and the Chief Guard rushed in. "What in
The Name of The Lords?! " she screamed. She rushed over to the bed and
pulled the man away from the wall. The front of his clothes were
seared, in some places, turned to ashes. The rags that remained barely clung to his
body. "Oh, merciful Lords," stammered the Guard. She touched the Symbol
on her collar. "Medical emergency, call 37151. Get a stretcher down
here, fast!" She went over to Bullet and examined his hand. "What
happened?" she asked. "How did you do that?"
110 "Do what?" questioned Bullet.