Realm Komiks Prequel Chapter 28: Tsunami

Chapter 28

Tsunami

“Daddy!” Janet cries, “They are inching toward me… I’m freaking out…” she presses her back against the dirt wall.

Daniel haunted by the sight of his daughter’s terror, eases forward to the edge, feet first. Thunder clouds roll heavier above them Janet gives off high pitch scream. “Daddy! What should I do?” the words fly out of her mouth as a exclamation rather than a question.

Daniel doesn’t answer, he is figuring out his own strategy on how to ease his body in the ditch, but instead he slips, swiftly sliding him to the bottom, the mud marking his clothes.

She grabs hold of him tightly, “Daddy, are you okay?”

Dusting himself off he stands, without a moment of hesitation he embraces Janet in his arms. “You’re going to be okay.” He assures her, his eyes meeting the open tunnel’s beady gazes. “Janet,” he wraps her thin cheek bones with his fingertips, “I’m going to put you on my shoulders, I want to see if you can balance yourself to a standing position and reach for the top. Okay?”

Lighting divides the sky as he helps her climb to his shoulders, his knees wobble as he keeps his balance, rising her closer to freedom , “Try to stand, use the wall to keep your balance, I’ve got your ankles.”

Janet braces herself against the muddy wall, her thin legs trying to steady her torso as she rises toward the opening. Petite hands stretch, her tiny fingers struggling to reach for the edge. “Daddy, I’m not tall enough…”

Suddenly a familiar hand reaches down, grabbing her arm and locking it around theirs, “Mom!” she gasps with relief.

“I’ve got you Janet.” Susan strains and Mateo leans over to help.

“Mom.” She wraps her scrawny arms around her mother’s neck as Nora looks up to the sky watching the clouds part and the sun peek through.

“Susan!” Daniel shouts, “You made it!”

She smiles over the edge at her husband while Mateo and now Steve secure the rope around a tree, “We will get you of there. We have some other friends up here to help.” Daisy leans over the ditch, her slobbery tongue hanging out and panting.

“Did you go and get a dog?” Daniel tries to joke, turning his head to scope the gazing Iguanas who have now inched closer. Their slant nostrils now visible, “I know it sounds insane, but I really think these Iguanas down here want to attack me.”

“You’ll be okay, Daddy, these guys will get you out…” Janet yells into the depths.

Mateo throws the rope into the hole and Steve peers over calling to him. “You know how it’s done?”

“I believe so, sir,” Daniel answers, locking his arms into the thick twine after sliding his boot into the loop.

Mateo and Steve begin to pull while Nora and Susan get on the end trying to add some strength. Daniel braces his feet against the wall, the mud rolling down as he begins to lift himself off the ground. His freedom not far away, but suddenly his shoes and ankles begin to be tugged on, Daisy barks hysterically. Needle pointed claws sink into his legs drawing blood immediately, biting continues.

“What the…” Daniel kicks his legs in shock.

Mateo calls, “Stop dancing the rope!”

“Daisy, quiet!” Steve scolds over the commotion though she doesn’t listen, the dog’s behavior only becoming more anxious.

Daniel uses all his muscles, desperately trying to climb out of the creatures reach, but now his waist is tugged at and he crashes backwards into the dirt.

A woman, appearing of Asian descent, stares down at him, her eyes hollow and black. The iguanas stalk around him, threatening his next move.

“Daniel!” Susan shouts triggering Poisonous Dart’s head to jerk to the opening.

Mateo, Steve, who pulls Daisy back, restraining her with a leash, are now also hovered over the depth. Nora kindly holds Janet back, stroking her arm, “They’ve got it…” Nora whispers to the little girl, wanting to offer her comfort.

Daniel quickly stands bracing himself more a brief second before ramming his body into Dart, knocking her down. Before she realizes what has happened, he is grasping the rope, using her as leverage to escape.

“Quick, pull him up!” Susan shouts to Steve and Mateo who are already tugging on the rope, Nora, intercepting Daisy’s leash as the Labrador whines.

Susan stretches her waist, reaching for Daniel’s shoulders, fingertips desperately trying to hook his shirt. They are not quick enough, Dart rises to her feet, yanking at his back, causing him to crash against the dirt.

“No!” Susan shouts, “Let him go!”

Dart ignores her pleas, grabbing Daniel by the throat before he is able to find his bearing. The neck in his veins pulse as poison injects into his blood stream, the whites of his eyes bulging from his skull, he’s gasping for air, body twitching from the shock.

“No! What are you doing to him? Stop!” Susan demands suddenly her words transformed to pleas,” Please, stop! Stop! Let him go!”

Janet frees herself from Nora, dangling above her mother, “Daddy!” she cries as the dark clouds return, hiding the sun, “Let him go! Don’t hurt my Daddy!”

Poisonous Dart releases Daniel, his limp body thuds against the dirt floor.

“Nooooo….” Janet screams as a crash of thunder echoes.

Susan grabs Janet into her arms, shielding her from the sight, confused if this is a reality.

Poisonous Dart allows them no time to process the event; she leaps to the surface, flipping into the air with a twirl before landing her bended legs beachy grass.

Crouching, her hallow eyes are accompanied by a grimacing grin plastered upon her face.

“Run!” Nora shouts pulling at Steve’s arm, Daisy leading with her tongue flapped out as if now they were playing a game.

Mateo follows and Susan tugs on Janet, trying to direct her to the front of the group.

Rain pours to the ground, slapping them in face, becoming slightly easier to run when the thick, dry sands flattens with water.

Dart leaps back and forth off the trees, taunting them, finally slamming her feet into the sand before them; Iguanas creeping slowly behind, causing a trap.

Lighting streaks against the sky with a blast of thunder shouting in the sky, the showers become heavier; Daisy frantically, barks causing the iguanas’ slight hesitation.

“You Earthlings are part of no army at all,” Dart observes, “You’ve merely stumbled an accident?”

Susan says nothing, grabbing Janet tight against her Steve, Mateo and Nora huddled close, Nora’s knuckles white from the pull on the leash.

“Unfortunate for you, to have to die.” Her teeth glim through her lips, lighting reflecting in her eyes.

“Step away from them Poisonous Dart!” A strong voice commands from behind.

Poisonous Dart turns, the Iguanas closing the circle around the group, anxiously awaiting command.

“Who are you?” Dart spits, with annoyance in her voice.

“Tsunami. Planet Acquavodo. Here to stop you.” Her chest puffs, as if to introduce herself with intimidation.

Dart laughs, “This is your army?” gesturing to Kae.

“You’re only one person, I don’t need an army.” Tsunami confidently announces, disclosing the three dimensional gold spear behind her back, allowing it to extend at full length.

“Tsunami…” Kae whispers, doubting their decision, “We need to wait for Bruinen and…”

“There’s no time.” She scolds, the rain slapping her in the face, keeping her gaze toward Dart, “this storm gives us the upper hand, Dart doesn’t have a chance. Get the others to safety…”

Before completing her thought Dart leaps at Tsunami, but she anticipates the attack in time, waving the gold wand, a blast of water pushing Dart’s rump to thud against the sand.

“This way!” Kae screams at the group, using a similar weapon as Tsunami, parting the Iguanas’ barricade.

Susan wraps her arm around Janet, attempting added security around her daughter. Their feet pound against the wet sand following Kae to boats without any questions asked, the survival adrenaline pulsing through Susan’s veins.

“Get into dryness,” Kae’s usual soft voice, roars over the rain, smacking him in the face, “Do not try to escape your boats into the waters, the storm is too fierce and your vessels will…”

Susan cuts him short with panic in her voice, “Where’s Nora?” she realizes her friend is missing.  “Nora!” Susan shouts over the downpour, the thunder mocking her worry, “Nora!” again her call presses into the air searching for response.

Steve grabs Susan’s arm shoving Daisy’s leash into her hand, “I’ll find her.”

“I want to go too,” she insists.

Janet grabs hold of her mother’s arm tighter, “Don’t leave me, mom.” Her wide eyes beg, stringy hair plastered to the side of her neck. “I can’t have you leave me.”

“Janet, I need you to be strong…” Susan begins but Steve interrupts.

“Your daughter needs you. I might know where Nora ran off to. Get Janet sheltered before she finds herself sick.” Steve gives her a reassuring nod.

“It’s too dangerous to go alone.” Susan insists.

“I’ll go.” Mateo chimes, “Get Janet inside.” He turns to Kae, “Sir, please watch over them.”

“My coordinates will remain outside of your boat, for I am to await my people.” Kae informs. “Tsunami is in a dangerous situation,” he continues with concern, as if they know Tsunami well, “She wasn’t elected to move forward, we are to retrieve…” Kae’s words trail as he is disclosing too much information.

“Your partner’s choice saved our lives…” Susan recalls.

Kae struggles to explain, “Oh, she’s not my…”

Susan cuts him off with haste, “Bring Nora back.” Reversing her attention to Steve, “I can’t lose…” she takes a deep breath, “Come back safe, with Nora.”

Steve and Mateo are at little words; Steve delivers a jerky nod, tugging on Mateo and scurrying off.

Susan pulls Janet onto the bobbing boat, rocking against the restless waves. Into the shelter, Janet rushes against her soggy mother, her face pressing against Susan’s stomach, sobbing uncontrollably.

Susan tightly comforts her daughter, in shock, continuing to process the events that have occurred. Her words of comfort are lost.

*****

Poisonous Dart flings to her feet, hunching down, Iguanas hissing behind her, the rain flattening her long, dark locks against her cheek bones. “You will lose and I will have no mercy in killing you. It will be an enjoyment.”

Tsunami flexes her arm, aiming the ‘mesipike’ toward the amphibian creature, propelling heavy streams of water in her direction. Dart continuously leaps, avoiding the attempted hits. Tsunami pauses, glaring at Poisonous Dart who flaunts a wry grimace. Frustration and furry cloud Tsunami and she uncontrollably aim the wand miscellaneously, with failing effort of her target. Water bridges build upon one another, allowing Tsunami more of an attempt for striking her, the plan effective, Dart finally is struck against her pelvic area. Tsunami loses the moment of victory when the Iguanas oddly perching themselves, assist her quickly to an upright position.

“I have just as many tricks as you do.” Tsunami taunts, being cocky, but before she can finish boasting, Poisonous Dart acrobatically tumbles, landing her face to face with Tsunami. Dart kicks her weapon, knocking from her loosened hands, the weapon tumbles to the ground. Dart gives a final shove to it with her foot while swiftly grabbing Tsunami’s thin neck.

Tsunami gasp, her focus fuzzy, the air feeling heavy against her chest. Poisonous Dart’s head tilts as she zeros in on Tsunami’s blue eyes, filling her veins with deadly poison.

The burning sensation pulse through every micro of her body, probing each major artery with a deeper sting as it passes.   “Ahhhhh,” Tsunami screams in agony, struggling to break free. Tsunami’s brain fogs and thoughts are broken fragments, but she somehow manages to turn each raindrop in to sharp snippets, launching them into Poisonous Dart’s back.

The unexpected ache propels Dart’s body into the packed sand, causing her to free Tsunami from her claws. Loose, from Dart’s grips, Tsunami tries to gain control but it feels as though a fire has ignited her insides. Every grain of sand, against her skin, is like pricks of glass shards, stinging her skin. She fights to keep conscious losing to the darkness her eyelids fall shut.

******

Nora’s flat feet pound from the wet sand to the thick grassy path, leading her to the ditch where Daniel lays limp in the depth. With slight hesitation she pauses as the opening, analyzing the best approach to lower herself, noticing the rope still hugging the tree. She quickly tugs at her shoes, releasing her moistened socks from her damp wrinkling feet. She wraps them around her palms to shield from any burns and abseils down the muddy ditch. A puddle of water flings droplets to meet the rain as her feet smack against it and she sloshes to Daniel lifting his head onto her lap. She smears away the mud from his cheek, studding his face for a moment. “Don’t go too far…” she softly instructs, placing her ring and middle finger against the silent vein in his neck, allowing her eyes to fall shut and concentrating….

Her soul is swept to dark emptiness, foggy, hard to see. She rapidly advances through the darkness, a spotlight not far ahead; she snatches another deep breath and then carries her legs harder toward the light, blinding her… only emptiness through the brightness. She fears he has already crossed and she can go no further with breath left in her lungs. She has failed her new friend; she wasn’t quick enough to get back to him…

Finally admitting her defeat, she turns back toward the darkness, pausing before her first step when a voice chimes from behind, “Who’s there?”

“Daniel!” she squeals, “Follow my voice!”

“I need to go to the light…” he is illuminated in the whiteness, his face not yet visible.

“No, Daniel! Follow my voice back to the darkness. I will take you back to Susan and Janet. They need you! Don’t go any further into the light.” The paused moment feels like an eternity, as his conflicted stance finally heads in her direction.

“It… is… so painful…” he grunts as he closes toward her, visible for a brief a moment between the light and dark. “The further I walk into the light the lighter…”

“I know Daniel,” Nora interrupts, “But we don’t have much time. Your body is poisoned, it is going to be very painful, but you have to fight through it for your wife and daughter. If you fight through it I promise there is an antidote, and we will have more time with your wife and daughter where you breathe with lungs… Come back to them, Daniel, fight through it, please…” she extends her hand toward him and he quickly grabs it.

“I’ll do anything for my loves.” He squeezes Nora’s hand, “Take me to them…”

Nora’s eyes fling open, conscious the rain is continuing to thump in the hole around them, creating its personal concert between the puddles and mud. Daniel’s chest rises as his lungs inflate, pulling oxygen into his body. “Way to do it,” Nora whispers to him, “Way to do it.” A relief escapes her mouth as she now removes her fingers from his founded pulse.

“Nora!” She hears Steve shouting from above. “Nora!” he calls again before she has a chance to answer.

“Down here!” she hollers.

Nora finds the sky, between the droplets and Steve and Mateo’s head appear over the side.

“He’s alive!” Nora shouts up to them, “Help us out!”

********

 The Royal Bahama defense force pulls their boats to the island, quickly unloading with their weapons drawn, an Acquavado water craft close behind. Kae approaches the commander, “This way!” he calls gesturing up the beach.

The commander turns to Kae,”We are instructed to await your Sovereign.”

A long robe covers the body exiting the craft and Kae rushes in,” Soverign Bruinen, Tsunami …”

The cloak is pulled away from the face revealing Nawfar’s elf like structure, “Sovereign Nawfar,” Kae chokes.

She pushes past him without words, heading forward, the RBD following close behind.

Nawfar comes to a clearing, Poisonous Dart’s head jerking in their direction, her back dripping with specks of blood. Nawfar’s eyes scan past her, finding Tsunami on the ground inches in front of Dart’s boots, unconscious but lungs slightly taking air, “Grab the antidote,” she barks at one of the men, not removing her fixated pupils on the frozen woman before her.

Nawfar waves her hand against the pattering rain drops, causing them to forge a shield, allowing only an escape for Dart is she were to chance a fight against Nawfar and the RBD. Baracading Tsunami’s sprawled limbs away from danger, on the other side of Dart.

Poisonous Dart steadily rotates her body toward Nawfar and the defense; her lips purse with victory, no fear or distress in her stance. A smirk jabs her jaw bone, as if it were attached.

“Surrender.” Nawfar finally demands, over the crashing sky.

Poisonous Dart yanks a delicate raven feather from her glove, causing the RBD to prepare to fire their weapons, but before anyone can respond she waves the feather into their air, opening a portal and leaping through, it closing before anyone has time to react to the event.

Nawfar lowers her palm, allowing the rain to rest in its own pattern, quickly accepting Poisonous Dart’s escape with no regret. The water shield clears a visual of the RBD injecting Tsunami with the serum to save her life. They lay Tsunami’s limp limbs upon the stretcher, Kae running toward the scene. “Sovereign Nawfar!” he waves for her attention when halted by the RBD.

“Allow him to pass,” Nawfar instructs her face long with bitterness.

“Is Tsunami going survive?” he genuinely wonders with regret.

Nawfar’s neck slightly pivots, “I should assume the stone was not retrieved.” Her questions alter to a firm statement.

“Sovereign…I…Tsunami…” Kae stumbles on his words.

“Was the mission for Tsunami and yourself unclear?” she rhetorically mocks.

“Very clear, Sovereign.” He pauses deciding to take advantage of the moment of silence, “It was only that…”

She raises her hand, stopping his words. “This is neither the time nor place of discussion. Tsunami and you are to be summoned by the counsel upon returning.” She turns away from him; her tiny feet appear to float above the sand as she carries herself away.

Kae inhales a deep breath, running toward Tsunami, who now mumbles on the stretcher, “Is she responsive?” he questions a fellow in the RBD.

“The serum is taking effect as planned, but it will be your people’s to determine is she will survive, as ours know little to none of this poison she has been injected.” One of the RBDs honestly informs.

Kae leans into Tsunami, keeping pace with the men, “Tsu, you okay?”

“We won…” her eyebrows rise to the jewels on her forehead.

Kae is unsure on how to answer her inquiry. He decides he will explain later…

******

Susan flees the boat, into the dampness after overhearing Dart had disappeared. Janet grabs hold of her mom’s hand, refusing to let go, stroking Daisy’s fur to keep her calm through the commotion. They witness the RBD, closing areas off, marking the sights, as though investigation is needed. The brave woman being taken away on a stretcher, Kae running alongside, his mouth ongoing to the men; a tiny woman in a long cloak, tired of observation, heading to a ship that is none of this Earth’s.

She squeezes Janet’s hand, peering down beside her, Janet’s fingers vigorously stroking the Labrador’s fur. It is now that she wants to tell her daughter that ‘it is over.’ But she is not sure what is over and what has begun. She is unsure of her daughter’s safety, on where they will go next and how they will cope without Daniel; if they are able to cope without Daniel…

“Mommy?” Janet suddenly murmurs exasperated, Susan not sure if she has a question or a statement.

Susan tilts her head toward her daughter, Daisy already prancing, ready to jet in the direction behind them, Janet’s eyes wide at the visual.

Susan curves her neck, stretching it behind her, allowing her body to follow as it catches up to the brain with what she is now seeing. She frees her daughter’s hand, which has no choice but to allow Daisy her freedom, the canine tongue flapping against the droplets or rain. Four figures stumble toward them, one being crutched in the middle.  Susan’s breath becomes quick, her eyes submerged with wetness.

“Daniel!” Susan sobs with disbelief.

“Listen, we need the serum, does the army ahead have the vaccine?” Nora intercepts the moment, before her fingers can reach for her husband, Janet already grasping his waste, Daniel holding himself up between Steve and Mateo.

“I…uh…I don’t know…” hastily Susan scans her brain trying to recall if Kae had ever mentioned a serum.

Nora drops Susan’s arms, pushing forward toward the RBD; they take guard for a moment but lose it as her words echo through the clearing storm, “We need the vaccine! We have a survivor!” she calls to them, as though she knows exactly what she speaks of.

One of the men fall away from the others, rushing toward her with a small, handled box bouncing against his side, “Who is it?” he quickly ask allowing Nora to lead him toward Daniel.

Steve and Mateo clear, helping to sit Daniel down, the man quickly opening his case, revealing a line of needles, he untucks one, flicking the syringe before shoving it into Daniel’s jugular vein. Susan gawks helpless as Daniel’s chest leads his torso to convulsions. Seconds, feeling like long drawn out minutes, Susan stares helplessly at her husband’s body, kneeling by his side.  There is a long pause, and then suddenly, he stops and is still, his eyes flutter, grasping the clarity before him. “Susan. Janet.” He gasps, standing to his feet with little effort, as if he never were in trauma.

Susan and Janet simultaneously embrace Daniel, his arms grasping them tight, Daniel’s chin sinking into the top of Susan’s head, relief stations itself tight in her chest, her face tilting toward him for a brief second, giving confirmation to the heart, that she was not delusional.

The thunder is absent, the lighting as if it never were in the air; the clouds withdraw, allowing the sun beam in the blue sky, as if a storm were never present.

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Realm Komiks Prequel New Worlds: Chapter 26: Iguana Island

Chapter 26:

IGUANA ISLAND

The boat falls against the blue horizon. Janet runs to her father who is now steering toward shore. “Get ready to anchor her!” he calls to Janet.

She scurries to the anchor and sits next to it, waiting for her father’s help. “There’s another boat.” She shouts toward him.

Daniel’s grin sweeps across his face, “It’s an old friend of mine. I know that boat well.”

He breaks the boat, rushing toward Janet to help release the anchor. “This is where you and mom always came?” Janet confirms.

“It is.” he tries to smile as he checks the depth of the water.

The local is already off on the island calling to the boat; “Is that you Daniel?” he waves walking toward the boat.

Daniel waves, grabbing Janet, and loading her off the boat before he follows. “Mateo!” he greets.

“Daniel, my man,” he follows with a bro hug. “How long has it been?” he appears around Daniel at Janet. “This is the baby?”

“It is.” Daniel nods.

Mateo’s face lights up “What is her name again?”

“Janet.” Daniel reminds him.

“Janet.” His thick accent draws the vowel out before concluding her name. He eagerly shakes her hand. “Last time I saw you, you were not even months of age! How old are you now?”

“Nine.” She beams with amusement.

“Nine. No shit?” he turns to Daniel, “It’s been nine, damn years, man?”

“I guess it has.” Daniel grins. “I’m so surprised to run into you here. I thought we’d be among tourist, that I’d have to search for your whereabouts.”

“Destiny always has an answer, doesn’t she?” his pearly whites shine past his dark skin.  “I’ve actually arrived on island business. Been here for a few days now.”

“Daddy! Look at those pigs!” Janet exclaims, “I think they are heading toward us.

“Oh, let me grab some treats. They indulge in the attention. They haven’t been getting it so much lately.” Mateo jumps on his boat, disappearing under the deck.

“This must be the coolest island ever. Why haven’t we ever come before?” Janet asks.

“Funny, how time gets away. Doesn’t feel like nine years ago since your mother and I visited.” Daniel finds himself lost in the memory. “She carried you in one of those… of what do the women call them?” he struggles, “It was a baby wrap…. That is what she called it, I believe. You were strapped to her. I met Mateo on the island. I used to assist him in the wildlife habitat. We made sure…”

Mateo walks from behind them, interrupted Daniel, “And do you notice anything different on this island?”

Daniel pauses for a moment, surveying his surroundings, “Besides, the tourist? Well, I’ll be damn…”

“That’s right, man; the name of the island is not existent.” Mateo confirms.

“What happened to all the Iguanas?” he mumbles, more to himself.

“Daddy, can I go play with those pigs? Are they safe?” Janet interrupts.

Mateo hands her the small pouch he grabbed off the boat, “Here, ya go, child. Just use it sparingly; they sometimes get aggressive if they feel…”

Daniel hesitantly interrupts, “Maybe you should just stay here, Janet. I’ll come with you.”

“Oh, she’ll be fine.” Mateo chuckles reassuring. “Let the kid go.”

Daniel looks down at her eager eyes. “Okay, just don’t go too far.” He reminds her.

She excitedly grabs the feeding pouch skipping toward some of the swine.

“So, what’s going on here?” Daniel tries to understand.

Mateo shakes his head, “No idea. That’s why I’m here. Other scientist and ecologist will be flying in and heading over soon… but it’s weird. At least 1,300 of our rare iguanas, just disappearing? It was over night. Something weird going on, man. The nest we are finding, but the females are nowhere in sight guarding them. Lots of locals believe it’s the echo system.”

Daniel’s eyes narrow in on Mateo, “What do you think?”

“I’m not sure you want to know what I think, Daniel.” Mateo begins but is cut off by a high pitched scream.

Mateo’s eyes meet Daniel’s, “Janet.” Daniel gasp running toward the shriek.

Mateo follows behind him, running through the thick sand, deeper into the island. “Over here!” Daniel directs as Janet’s piercing scream echoes once again.

Mateo follows Daniel over to a deep hole, peering down the ten foot drop. Janet peers up at her father, “Dad! Help me!”

“Hold on Janet.” He calls, searching for Mateo, “Quick, run to the boat and grab the survival kit. Grab the ropes.”

Mateo quickly nods, slipping in the sand as he races him off.

“Don’t worry, Janet. We’re going to get you out.” He tries to assure her.

“There’s a tunnel down here, Daddy.” She calls up.

“We’ll get you out.” He shouts to her, not taking in her revelation.

“Dad…” she backs toward the dirt wall, “Dad, there are eyes…”

*******

Susan takes in the fresh salty air, the palm trees flowing against the breeze. Her fingers clutch over the wooden railing, watching the waves tumble over one another, racing to the shore line. Nora joins her handing her a generic cup of soda.

“Here.” She pushes it toward Susan while sipping on her straw, Susan taking it into her hand with little response. Sunglasses cover Nora’s eyes, her back leaning against the pier, facing toward Susan. “Did you find someone with a boat to take you?”

“I did. It should be an easy sail since we came to Pompano.” Susan finally pulls the old drink to her mouth, sipping on the straw.

Daisy barks, running down the pier toward the women, Steve following behind. Susan warmly greets the lovable golden, standing when Steve approaches. “I guess this is good-bye.” Susan struggles to not be sentimental.

“Good luck. I’m so happy you will get to finally be reunited with your family.” He tries to smile but becomes emotional, “And you?” he turns to Nora struggling to be strong.

“What do you mean, me? I’m traveling with Susan, of course.” She shrugs.

Susan taken a bit off guard, “You don’t have too…”

Nora stops her, “Look, Susan, for the first time in my life I’m free. I don’t know how long this freedom will last, but right now, I’m on a pier, next to the ocean, fresh air, palm trees…freedom. Something I do not remember ever having in my life. It is because you took a chance on me, you gave me trust that you were not sure of, but did it anyway. You are a good person, Susan. The first good person I’ve ever met. I will see you through your travels, and then I will figure out where I will go and what I will do from there. I’m not abandoning you. I’m in debt to you and I plan to make sure it is fully paid.”

“Really, Nora… you…” Susan tries but Nora interrupts again.

“Until you have you daughter in your arms. I insist.” She stands her ground.

Susan nods, “Okay, then, Nora. Thank you, it will be nice to have familiar company on a stranger’s boat.”

Susan turns to Steve, “You?”

Steve laughs, “Really? After that triumph speech do you really expect me to leave the two of you?”

Susan shoots a glance at Nora slightly and then chuckles. “Steve, take Daisy to the beach.”

“Oh, she’s going back down to the beach. But first, we are getting a boat and going to the Bahamas.” He leeshes Daisy and wraps the loop around Susan arm. He shakes his head with a sighing relief, “I’ll be back.”

“Where you going?” Nora calls to him.

Steve continues down the pier shouting to them, “To rent us a damn boat!”

*****

Tsunami and Kae flip through the book tablets in the space craft’s library. Tsunami keeps her Gatorade between her legs as she studies the information. “I have it.” She mumbles

Kae drops his material on the table and scoots in next to her. “What is the discovery?”

“I knew if anyone would discover something it would be you.” The voice enters from behind them.

“Bruinen?” Tsunami surprise rises. “What are you doing here?”

“What information have you gathered?” he changes the subject.

“Wait, you are here because you doubt Kae and I?” she realizes.

Bruinen shakes his head, walking past her and taking the book. “You two are young. A little guidance and knowledge along the way only helps one grow.”

Tsunami scoffs, her eyes shifting toward Kae with annoyance.

“Indonesia Islands?” Bruinen raises an eyebrow at her after scanning the tablet.

“The Varanus Komodoensis. The island would give her the hiding; the reptile is powerful, protecting her well.” Tsunami discloses.

The communication device buzzes, catching Bruinen’s attention. “It’s Nawfar. I’ll place her on community call.” He taps the button revealing Nawfar’s image above them.

“All is well, Bruinen?” she begins. He nods, presenting Tsunami and Kae beside him, “The United Nations has decided the best place for Poisonous Dart’s whereabouts will be an Island of Indonesia. Here, on this island a numerous of large reptiles inhabit the area. The behavior has mysteriously changed, they are becoming more aggressive and also there have been a few reports of the Komodo Dragon, taking stance on two legs, as we have begun to witness other creatures of their world, also doing.”

“Varanus Konodoensis…Komodo Dragon… the same thing.” Tsunami explains to Kae and Bruinen.

Nawfar continues, “Marlin has divided our armies into five different stations.  Marlin is to lead the battle on Komodo Island, mission to locate Poisonous Dart as quickly as possible. Local allies of Earth and Planeteers will join us.” She pauses for a moment and then continues, “Tsunami and Kae, the battles are moving forward. Prepare yourselves to uncover the stone in Atlantis.”

Tsunami and Kae nod toward the hologram.

“I will join Marlin.” Bruinen decides. “Confirming that you two now have things under control?”

“Of course.” Kae agrees. “The drinks were a mere misunderstanding.”

Bruinen’s blue eyes shift toward Tsunami who sits quiet. “What?” she shrugs, “I’ve got this. Only drink water on Earth and,” she smirks holding up the bottle, “Gatorade if you do make a terrible choice,” Bruinen’s face holds serious face, not impressed by her humorous play, “Where’s your humor? Seriously, I’m going to find the stone.” She shakes her head finding Kae’s eyes who slightly shrugs as Bruinen turns away.

*******

“There!” Susan leans past Nora pointing across the blue waters at the bouncing boats against the shore line. She steers the boat closer to the island. Steve stands up from the boat and pulls himself closer to the women so he can hear what they are saying over the boat’s motor.

“Two boats?” Nora voices a slight bit of concern.

“I’m actually surprised it is only two boats. This is a hot tourist island spot. It appears to be deserted from here.” Susan tries to focus in on the bobbing boats and island. “That’s definitely our boat up ahead.”

“I don’t know, something isn’t right.” Nora mumbles, “Maybe we should take the boat and circle the island first….”

“All I need to know is my husband and daughter is here. That’s enough for me. You guys can take the boat back after I get off.” Susan suggests.

“Not until I know you guys are safe.” Nora reminds her, her eyes meeting Steve’s who is quiet, taking in everything the women are saying.

Susan pushes the boat to throttle, instructing Steve and Nora as she pulls in. They secure the boat, after giving it a final tug, Susan is off the boat running toward the families boat. “Daniel!” she shouts as she rushes the boat.

Daisy is off the boat and chasing the waves against the shore line. Steve observes her and then shrugs at Nora, “Myswell get off the boat. Need a hand?”

Nora folds her arms into one another, “I’ve got it.”

“Suit yourself,” he shrugs hoping onto the dock and running toward Daisy.

Nora watches as Susan pops up from below the boat and hops back on the dock “They aren’t here!” Susan calls to her.

Nora meets her on the sand. “Are you going to go look for them?”

“It’s a small island, might be better to wait here so I don’t miss them. Janet could’ve wanted to explore, she loves animals and there are lots of wild pigs and iguanas around…” Susan voice fades as her eyes shift around their surroundings.

“They here?” Steve calls walking toward them, his shoes slipping over the sand.

Nora shushes him, “What is it?” she seriously asks Susan.

Susan becomes uncomfortable, “Something is going on here. There are usually lizards and tourist everywhere. I mean it’s been years since I’ve been here… but it shouldn’t have changed…”

The three turn quickly as Daisy suddenly begins to bark. Seeing a man running toward them, Steve pushes the ladies behind him grabbing at his gun. “It’s okay.” She touches Steve’s shoulder pushing passed him.

“Mateo!” she shouts feet away.

“Susan!” Mateo excitedly shouts, but dodges her hug, pulling her with him.

“What’s going on?” her tone quickly changes.

“I came back for some rope. Janet fell into a deep hole, she’s okay but we need to get her out.” He jumps on his boat.

“I’ll grab the first aid,” Susan rushes her boat and scampers down the steps, grabbing the handled kit out from storage, meeting Mateo back on top.

Steve and Nora quickly trail behind, Daisy quickly beginning to follow, while grasping sniffs of the area around her. “These are my friends, Mateo.” Susan huffs. “Steve and Nora.”

“Glad they are here, we may need them. Some strange stuff going on around here.” Mateo tries to explain.

“What’s going on with this area?” she asks, shooting the other two a glance behind her.

“I don’t know. That’s what I had come here to find out. It was by chance that I came across Steve and Janet. Lizards all disappeared… but we think we might have found them…”

A few pigs snort pass and Daisy takes off running after them. Steve gives an annoyed sigh, “I’ll catch up.” He calls running after Daisy.

“Where did you find them…?” Susan reminds Mateo.

“The ditch Janet fell into…” Mateo grabs Susan’s hand pulling her quickly.

*******

Tsunami and Kae walk through the busy hallway and shopping area of the large resort. “I’m assuming you have a plan, bringing us back here?”

“Wasting time until we are given the go…” She shrugs admiring the merchandise in the window. “The clothing style feels so conservative for such a diverse planet.”

“I think one window display doesn’t reflect the entire population.” He tilts his head toward a group of women walking by.

Tsunami ignores the comment switching her thoughts as she watches the people pass, “One would assume the Earth people know nothing of their planet being taken over by vampires and lizards. Everyone seems to go on with their business as usual.”

“Big planet. Over populated. Everyone has their own agenda. Doesn’t directly affect them, I guess they go on with life as normal…”

She interrupts him with an annoyance, “I realize that. It just continues to amaze me.”

Kae nods across toward the men’s restroom, “I need to relieve myself. Then I suggest we do what we came here to do. They will be in the middle of battle soon enough.”

Tsunami, “You realize I can’t part the ocean for easy access to ground level. The chaos we were anticipating isn’t here. We are going to have to dive.”

“I don’t have the lung capacity you do.” He reminds her. “And my body won’t withstand the pressure the way yours can.” He taps her on the shoulder, “You’ll find it.”

Tsunami nods, “I know. We will have to take the ship to the location and I’ll abort from there. As long there is not trouble…”

“I will use the Hydrobot from inside the ship. It can be my eyes and hands to help you in the search.” He concludes with her nodding in agreement, “Now if you’ll excuse me.” He pushes himself toward the restroom as Tsunami finds a wall to perch her back against.

She watches as the people pass by her. Some alone, and some in groups. Some couples holding hands. Lots of people taking pictures. Why people were so obsessed with having so many photos of themselves, felt rather self-absorbed to her, her nose crinkles at the passing the thought.  

“Hey!” a young lad comes up to her studying her face. “Cool artwork on the forehead. Love how they kind of glow, there. Is it a local thing?” he ask invading her personal space.

She studies his attire and colored hair. “It is my…style.” She carefully chooses.

“It’s mad. Let me get a selfie with you.” He pulls out his device, holding it above their heads, Tsunami seeing herself on the screen has little reaction. The guy smiles touching the screen and capturing the image. “Going to get your look out to social media. Hashtag ‘Killin It.’ Thanks.”

The guy throws his hands up pursing his lips and bounces off while tapping against his device.

“Quirky.” She manages under her breath, her eyes capturing a local island tourist accommodation. She slinks across the hall past the glass windows, into the tourist center, lined with wooden blocks of brochures. She slides her fingers over the folded colored paper, swiftly reading the covers, advertising the tourist attractions in the Bahamas.

“Mam, would you like some help?” the man from behind the counter ask as she picks up the brochure of Iguana Island.

“I’m okay. Thank you.” She forces a grin, while beginning to examine the pamphlet.

“Tours to Iguana Island are actually closed right now. They shut down the island.” He slides in nest to her, trying to pass her another brochure, “Lagoon Tour is nice though…” he begins.

“Why did they shut down the island?” she interrupts him.

“Iguanas suddenly disappeared. It’s odd. They are flying scientist in, have a couple of our locals checking the echo system…” he begins to explain but once again she chimes in.

“Are iguanas dangerous or an aggressive species?” Tsunami’s gears are quickly churning.

“Uh, no mam. It is part of the appeal of the island. The lizards…” he tries but again she cuts him off.

“Thank you. Can I keep this pamphlet?” She ask already walking toward the entrance way.

“Uh, yes, of course.” He oddly watches as she crosses through the people finding Kae as he is exiting the men’s room.

She shoves the brochure in his hand and he looks down at it. “What’s this?”

“This is where Poisonous Dart is.” She now tugs on him leading him through the people.

“At Iguana Island? Here in the Bahamas?” he questions doubtfully.

She pulls him outside into the hot sun, “Yes.”

“Where are we going?” Kae asks.

She stops, “We are going to Iguana Island.”

“They already confirmed she is…” Kae begins.

“No, they haven’t confirmed. They suspect. But the Komodo would be a great fighter. Like the alligators and crocodiles, correct?” she probes. He shrugs with a nod and she continues, “All the attacks, in the random places… Kae, I can guarentee her diversions are sending the armies on chases all over Earth. This way, armies against Sultana are minimized. Dart is here. In the Bahamas.”

She pushes the flyer at Kae once again. “Let’s contact Sovereign Nawfar and Bruinen and explain your theory.” He suggest.

“There isn’t time. They are already heading for battle. If for some reason, my theory is incorrect, we will steer them from the target. We head to the island, find evidence of my theory and then make contact once things are confirmed.” Tsunami decides.

“No,” Kae protest, “We were brought here for one very important mission; A mission that could determine our planets survival if we are under attack, again. We do not abort the plan without an authority telling us otherwise. You need to get your head out of the water, Tsu.”

“We’ll get the jewel. I promise. If I’m correct we contact Sovereign Nawfar and Bruinen. If I’m not, they will never know we attempted. The stone will be in our hands, either way.” She stares at him with pleading eyes.

“How do we get to the island…” he leads.

“Breaker Hovers. We ride them in.” Tsunami suggest.

Kae gestures down toward his scrawny length, “Do you really believe I have athletic ability?”

Tsunami thinks for a brief moment, “Wave Hovers… you can sit. We have a few on one of the transports.”

Kae pauses before answering, “And we get the stone, no matter what?”

She nods in agreement.

“Contact Sovereigns first sign if Poisonous Dart is actually on this island?” he tries to assure himself of the plan.

“Yes. Definitely.” She nods waiting for his final say.

He studies her shifting leg as she anxiously awaits. “Okay, I trust you Tsunami.”

 “Great. Let’s start those Wave Hovers.” She eagerly grabs Kae pulling him through the bathing suit people. 

********

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Canary and the Cat

Chapter 25:

Sultana enters the room, placing her heal on the red rope and smashing it into the floor, stepping onto one of the twin oriental rugs. Chayse slinks in behind her, stepping over the flattened rope and handing her a chalice, holding the duplicate between her fingers. “You’ve been mostly silent since we arrived.” Chayse probes, sipping from her glass.

“The feeling is a bit Deja vu, yet so much is different. They’ve turned an icon into a museum. It definitely is the feeling being lived in… yet, some dark sense feels like home.” She sips at the red liquid, finding the sweetness hit her pallet. “It’s human.”

“Of course.” Chayse lets her rear hit the wooden bench against the window, allowing her elbow to rest against the backless bench. “Quite abundance lately. You expect us not to indulge from the ripe fruit?”

Sultana stares at the thick, burnet floating in the middle of the glass. Her eyes narrow, furry suddenly in the brows and the goblet suddenly pounds against the wall, the dark red rolling toward the floor from the white walls. “Idiots.” She mumbles from under her breathe.

“Idiots?” Chayse says almost entertained by Sultana’s imply.

“Idiots!” her voice flows from the bottom of her lungs to the top of her throat. She falls upon the sheeted resting area, letting her head relax against the maroon pillow, her eyes staring at the arched ceiling.

“You miss her.” Chayse says very matter of fact.

“Relying on human blood makes us week. We are then controlled by an urge, a hunger… our minds then become dull.” She spits.

“Lucius is concerned. He says she is not coming back.” Chayse sips at the chalice.

Sultana turns her head and sits up, propping her cheek on her palm, “Have you no regard for what I have just said?”

“The mind is a peculiar thing, my Queen. I personally, am able to indulge in the sweetness of fruit, while understanding the times it will be scarce. In those times, I will only eat my vegetables.” Chayse sets the gold cup on the floor and crawls toward the bedding. “Haven’t you missed me? Missed us?”

“Stop your desperate attempts of affection.” Sultana sits up, leaning her back against the pillow.

“I know you love her,” Chayse spouts, “But she’s gone. Her sensitive heart has finally destroyed her, and she’s gone.”

“She’s not gone.” Sultana growls, staring down at Chayse, “She’ll be back stronger than ever, she always is.”

Chayse scoffs, rising to her feet and grabbing her chalice, “Lucius wanted me to tell you that Ambrogino gives word that Leeke is doing well. Following him around everywhere, lost without you but still the same otherwise. They look forward to serving you again when the time comes.”

“If you’d like to know who I really miss, it is Leeke.” Sultana now stands, pushing aside the sheer drape to peer out the square window. “Remember when we used to speak of this castle, as if it were a dream?”

“I remember.” Chayse steps behind her.

“It’s ours now. Little by little, we will bring the whole vampire realm home.” Sultana’s view now overlooks a city far away over the trees, from the middle of the Transylvania castle.

“One from Divobite’ may ask, ‘Is Earth really our home?’” Chayse gently voices.

Sultana slightly tilts her head, “Of course, this is where we all were born…”

“A planet of mostly darkness is a planet of freedom. We have abundance of food.  Earth cannot offer the satisfying comparison, unless it is human. Is Earth really what every Divobite’ wants?” Chayse voice falls silent, Sultana finding her amber eyes.

“Do you doubt me, Chayse?” Sultana’s brow slightly rises.

“I do not doubt you. I doubt the people that remain on our planet. You should prepare yourself, for a new rise on the planet, if you shall have Earth. Divobite’ will never be abandoned by our kind. You think you will rule both, but what fantasy you must see.” Chayse now pleas with her queen.

“Domnious will return, stronger than ever. She will reign our planet, as I reign here. You will see.” Sultana turns toward the window, “There never used to be so many modern day things…”

“My Queen,” A voice calls from behind.

Sultana lets the drape fall against the window, pushing pass Chayse, “What is it Lucius?” 

“The time has come. The armies are closing in. We must send the air force out and soon follow. It is time for the armies; the enemy is getting too close to the borders.” He informs.

“We will do what we must.” She pushes past him, “Where’s Dominious?” she pauses.

Lucius briefly meets Chayse eyes before answering. “We have not yet found her…”

“Why?” Sultana simply asks.

Chayse speaks up, “She doesn’t want to be found.”

Sultana’s neck snaps toward her, “Dominious will return.” Sultana finds Lucius’ maroon eyeballs, “She will return. You know she will.” Sultana gives one last glare to Chayse before stepping over the fallen rope and storming down the hall.

*******

The camp feels busy, soldiers from both sides entering and exiting the commander’s tent, him sitting studying things that Margret isn’t sure of. She watches Zulima, curious of her reactions, though she seems to continually drift onto a planet of her own.

“It’s official.” The doctor finally pushes through the tent. Everyone suddenly silent and listening, “She’s no longer a vampire. The healing touch of the Cepaen people healed the poison in her blood. She claimed she was dying before becoming a vampire, but that seems to be healed too.  I can find nothing wrong her medically.” He announces.

The cozy tent is in silence, everyone to their own thoughts until Commander DuPont finally speaks, “So, in an ideal world, the Cepaen healers are able to cure the Romania and Hungary people that have been made into the vampire’s recruits.”

“Theoretically.” The doctor agrees, “But considering the amount of energy it took on one vampire, during war, unless we are to capture the vampires, and strap them down one by one, it would be difficult and unfair for the Cepaen healers to take on that task.”

Commander DuPont scribbles on a tablet and then stands, “I want to speak to the woman.”

“Please, try. She is of little words.” The doctor informs.

Commander DuPont gives the people in the tent one last nod before heading out.

Margret turns to Zulima, “What are your thoughts?”

“My thoughts are we do what we can to rid the innocent people of the virus.” Her lips try to tighten into a smirk.

“That would be suicide.” Margret grabs her hand, wrapping it in to hers. “One alone had brought exhaustion on you. You wouldn’t try?”

“My, Margret, I would do as instructed. However you only asked of my thoughts.” She pulls Margret’s head under her arm, stroking her locks with her fingers. “Cepaen people have a flaw; we always listen to our hearts,” she gives a faint smirk.

“I can’t imagine any place more beautiful than your planet.” Margret thinks.

“Margret, my dear, you haven’t begun to explore the possibilities. As complicated as Earth may be, there are other planets, I would find more complicated. You…” she stops as DuPont storms through the tent.

“She is irrational.” He sighs, sitting back at his table. “If we don’t find someone able to breakthrough to her, she’s useless.”

“I’d like to try.” Margret stands, searching Zulima for approval.

Zulima pushes her head forward, nodding her neck. “I think Margret should try.”

“By all means.” DuPont shakes his head, “Away at it. Good luck.” He gets up and storms back out of the tent.

Margret follows, “Where are you going?”

“Fresh air! Break her.” He twists his arm in the air shooing off Margret as he heads in the other direction.

Margret takes a deep breath, noticing Colm across the camp, engaging with some of the warriors, Natika in the mix. He gives her a slight wink, as if he has been in her conversation from the beginning. Margret tilts her head for a moment, about to pry but decides to walk away, and finds the prisoner’s tent. “DuPont told me to speak to the prisoner.” Margret informs the guard.

The guard gives a slight nod, “Well wishes, Margret,” he encourages.

Margret pushes through the tent, seeing the woman huddled in the corner, no chains or ropes, choice of her own.

Margret sits down on the ground, not far from the entrance way, observing the woman, who continues to look down as if she hasn’t noticed anyone entering. Silence thick between the woman, Margret nervously begins to rambles.

“Two years ago I was leaving school, college, and I was approached by a strange woman. She knew my name and told me that we had to talk.  That was the day I found out I wasn’t 100% Earthling… changed my life forever. Changed my career forever. I’m now considered a warrior; By the way, I never planned on signing up with the US army, let alone an army from another planet.” Margret pauses, waiting for a reaction, but the woman remains still, staring at the flooring.

“Commander DuPont says you don’t want to talk. He is beyond frustrated.” She pauses for a second and then carries on, “He wanted to kill you. Not now, but then, when they found you. Zulima, well she wanted to heal you. I stood there, Zulima’s prodigy, and she asked me in front of the entire army, ‘Margret, what do you feel we should do?’ she asks me. Me. See, I’m supposed to have this gift, from my ancestors, where I can see things in the future… but truth is, I think its shit. I t’s probably stuff I make up in my head and don’t even realize it. Any normal person would feel crazy during these situations… visions that aren’t even frequent enough to be reliable… but when they do happen… Damn...” Margret pauses, Domnious still showing no reaction, she quickly continues her ramble, “Okay, so we are all around… of course we do not know you’d become mortal if the healers put hands on you.  No, we thought it was possible we heal the vampire in you, and then you could very well decide to kill us. Well, during the debate about your life, I got this super strong feeling that needed to save you. It felt like you were screaming in my ear to help you. So, that’s what I told the healers to do and they did.”

Dominious slowly whispers, “I wanted to die.”

“Okay… well, see that’s where we go back to this gift of mine being a little unreliable…” Margret sighs while actually doubting herself.

Dominious raises her head, “Are you ignorant?”

Margret tries not to take offense, “You wouldn’t believe how many people I’ve met over this last month. The stuff I’ve been through…”

Dominious’ brows narrow.

“Seriously, I’m not making fun, I’m just being real.” Margret now feeling subconscious, tries to explain, “Warriors. People from another planet. People from this planet. You, a vampire, was a vampire… learning to fight and how to use a new weapon… sometimes, my brain feels fried. And caffeine was cut. Oh, yea, no more coffee for me. Turns out there is no coffee on Cepaen planet…” with an afterthought she stumbles on her words, “Of course, I guess vampires don’t need coffee…” Margret’s ramble suddenly stops realizing. “Point is… if you hate the vampire Sultana, and Sultana is queen of vampires, then why aren’t you talking and helping us… We are ‘The good guys.’”

Dominious scoffs, “The good guys.”

Margret shrugs, “Way, I see it; vampires came and attacked Earth… taking over two countries and going for all or none. Kinda, makes the vampire the bad guys.”

Suddenly without missing a beat, Dominious mocks with a slow clap, “Congratulations on your shit.” Her body straightens and she becomes serious, “Your life doesn’t compare to what I’ve been through the last twenty-four hours.”

Margret takes a deep breath ‘don’t panic’ she reminds herself ‘what would Zulima say? What would Zulima say to me….” She searches for the correct words as Dominious has already hid her face between her legs, shutting Margret out.

“Okay, tell me what you’ve been through in the last twenty-four hours. I want to understand.” Margret softly encourages.

Dominious’ eyes peek over her knees.

“I’m trying to understand. What happened to you? What made you want to starve yourself to death? Why would any vampire try to starve themselves to death?” Margret raises an eyebrow toward her. “It makes no sense to me. From what I know about vampires…”

“In your stories?” Dominious can’t help to interrupt.

“Unfortunately, but that’s all I have to go on. Obvious sunlight doesn’t kill you, considering we found you in the morning.” Margret thinks.

“No, it does not.” She mumbles through her legs.

“Soldiers think the wooden steak thing, works, destroys vampires. According to some of the Planeteers…” Margret thinks, “Is that true?”

“If they figure incorrectly, aren’t all the soldiers doomed? However, will they kill us?” Dominious pauses. “Them. Kill them… it is now...”

“Does it bother you that you are mortal, again?” Margret sincerely wonders.

Dominious lowers her legs, stretching them out. Wrapping the palm of her hands over the knees. “How do I look? My body appears to be the same.”

“You look beautiful.” Margret honestly answers.

“Do I look old?” Dominious seriously fishes.

Margret shakes her head, “No, not at all. You look young and beautiful.”

“Odd, isn’t it?” Dominious tilts her head, “173 years after being turned, I am mortal again, appearing to never age.” She pauses lost in her own thoughts, taking a slight sigh, “It was made such a deal. The first international cricket game. I was dying… then Sultana…” Dominious scoffs shaking her head.

“You didn’t want to be a vampire?” Margret guesses.

“It often made me angry. But I accepted it. Figaro made me…” she stops, her eyes glaze over, as if she is staring through Margret.

“Figaro?” Margret asks.

A tear rolls from Dominous’ eye, sliding down her cheek. She quickly wipes it away, staring at the clear liquid on her palm. “A real tear.”

“Vampires don’t cry?” Margret pries.

“We do.” She raises her palm, “Not like this.”

“Did something happen to Figaro?” Margret tries to bring her back.

Dominious’ eyes shift toward the left as she gathers her memories, “We finally had it all. Sultana put me in charge of the children and their mothers. They were of a few villages the vampires had taken. It was my job to watch over them. Figaro and I. A handful of babies. One just born a couple weeks ago. Mothers terrified, rightfully so, but I promised them I keep them and their babies safe. I promised I would earn their trust. But the worse promise made was to Sabina and Marius.” Her eyes meet Margret’s, “There was an orphanage, most of the children went with the other mothers… but Sabina didn’t want to leave me.” Dominious’ lip slightly tilts as she remembers, “Sabina didn’t want to go with the other women. She chose me. She wanted to stay with me and of course her younger brother, Marius followed. Figaro and I, childishly, playing house, believing we could finally have the family we always wanted.” She drifts but as another thought enters she continues, “We actually, watched Sabina and Marius sleeping, and wondered what it would be like to watch them grow.” Her head shakes in a sullen disbelief, “Our children having children. Us being the vampire grandparents. Oh, what a jocular mood we were in...” Dominous quickly swipes at her cheek as another tears rolls down her face.

“Where are they now?” Margret tries not to assume the worse.

“Perhaps I will tell you that story another day. Perhaps, you will never know.” Dominious clams up pulling her legs into her chest once again, resting her cheek on her knees. “Please leave me be. I’m exhausted.”

Margret nods, standing to her feet. She begins to exit but stops with the afterthought, “Domnious, do you think you will help us to win against Queen Sultana?”

Dominous raises her head, arched brows narrow, “I will kill Lucius and help bring Sultana to her knees.”

Margret’s eye widen, stunned by her sudden hatred. “Who is Lucius?”

Dominious’ teeth grit, barely allowing her to speak, “The Queen’s number one warrior and tactic. Once I kill him, she will be forced to surrender to all of you. If there was any reason I wanted to live, it is to crush the visions of grandeur she so proudly transfixes. ”

******

Margret exits the tent being intercepted by Lucas, “You were in there a long time.”

She continues, “Have you seen Zulima?”

Lucas keeps pace, “With her warriors, I believe.”

“I need to find her and Colm.” Margret informs.

“What happened? Should I get the Commander?” Lucas confusingly inquires.

Margret pauses, “You can, yes. I just feel more comfortable speaking with Colm and Zulima privately. First anyway. Let Zulima speak with the commander.”

“D’accord?” his face slightly scrunches. “You are suddenly… frigid…”

Margret takes a deep breath, “I’m sorry, Lucas.” Her head involuntarily shakes trying to rattle the words to her tongue. “She has given me so much to process. In short, she sounds very willing to help us win this war.”

“Then I will say a blessed prayer of thankfulness.” Lucas’ lips slowly press against his cheeks, “And his son, whatever the true decent may be.”

Margret thinks for a brief moment, “Are you claiming to believe Jesus is from alien decent?”

Lucas' chin slightly lowers, “I’m claiming with all I have witnessed, there are possibilities.”

Margret shakes her head with a smile halfway smudged across her face. “Lucas, get the commander. I’ll get Zulima.”

He turns to walk away, “And Colm. Don’t forget about him.” He chuckles.

Margret’s cheeks blush and she gives a sighing giggle as she hurries off.

******

Lucas pushes through the tent, Dominious’ eyes raise to look at him.

“Commander DuPont has spoken with Zulima, the Cepaen… they would like to speak with you.” He softly informs her.

“I’m not ready.” Dominious lays down against the ground, allowing her head to rest against her hands.

“You will cooperate, we will get you a bed.” He tries to entice.

“I’m so exhausted, I don’t need a bed. I’m fine. Leave me.” She mumbles.

Lucas slides toward her and kneels closer to her face. “I spoke with Margret.”

Her eyes shift up, “Wonderful for you.”

“Margret’s loyal; she didn’t speak much of your conversation, except your willingness to help the United Nations defeat the vampires. We are to meet up with more armies tomorrow. Then we are to head into Hungary. We are said to prepare for battle. It is rumored the vampires have taken parts of Hungary. This is happening tomorrow. If you can provide other information our tactic may sway. But if your provide none, we continue to move forward boldly and blindly to what is ahead. All of us.” Lucas rest back on calves before rising. “I’m not going to pretend to have an inkling of what must be in your heart and mind. But at this point, you are the only one at this camp who can make the deciding factor if we are to win or more sure to lose.”

Lucas gives a slight nod to head out of the tent but Dominious’ faint voice stops him, “Wait.”

He turns and she is now forcing herself to stand. “I am ready to see them now.”

Lucas nods with a tight grin, “Let us go then.”

*****

Dominious steps into the large tent, the size of a small house, dividing rooms allowing for privacy. She follows Lucas toward the middle, and there Commander DuPont stands to great her, Margret and Zulima sitting in chairs, accompanied by a few other soldiers from both sides.

Dominious begins to fidget, her chin lowered, her eyes looking away.

“Dominious. Lucas. Thank you for joining us.” Commander DuPont’s voice is surprisingly gentle and sincerely welcoming. He takes a seat and offers for Lucas and Dominious to do the same.

Lucas pulls the chair out for her and she hesitantly sits down among them. Lucas pushes her chair forward and takes the seat next to her. The room remains silent, Dominious’ eyes, now a light green, find Margret. Margret gives a friendly nod, her hand wrapped in Zulima’s.

“Please, Dominious, advise us. We are here to listen to you.”  Zulima’s tender voice comes from across the room.

Dominious takes a deep breath, placing her hands on the table. “I’ve never been suitable for engaging a group.”

The room remains silent. Eyes on her, she shifts her focus on the table top.

“The queen was my friend. The only way she knew a friend to be. I don’t want her dead.” She lifts her eyes on the room, intensity swarms the air. Silence remains, and she gazes across the room at Margret who gives an encouraging nod.

“Sultana has wanted some horrible things finished. To your world and to my personal world. I am angry, I feel nothing but hatred, yet there is a piece of me that loves her. I would not be sitting here, speaking, if it were not for her loving me. Sultana loves me so much she did not want to watch me die.” Dominious eyes become moist, and she finds the table for a blank slate of comfort.

Lucas slides his hand across the table, subtlety squeezing hers, “D’Accord.” He manages a dim grin, nodding his head.

Dominious finds the strength to continue, “It becomes difficult to announce that you want your friend dead. After the horrid she disposed, more of you would find it an easy task to eliminate her, more than I ever am bound.” Dominious gathers her next thoughts, remembering Lucius’, his smug face after murdering the ones she loved. The subtle warning he indulged in, secretly gloated of the pain that would seize her. Her breathing quickens as she feels the anger begin to pulse against her new found beating heart.

“Sultana is like a canary that sings in her cage. Her cage is the castle that she senses is a halo. But the cat that watches her, and listens to her every song… the cat cannot have the bird, so he slinks around, causing mischief and anguish as if he’s hypnotized by the music. However, if you let the cat play you as the canary, it will devour anything to fulfill a hunger that it’s’ starved. The canary continues to simply taunt the cat. It is the cat that now guards the canary, because to the cat, the canary is his.”

Her eyes lift, “You can blame the canary, but the canary sits in the cage. It is the cat that continues to go for the kill.”

The crickets chirp outside the enclosure, she notices as some of the people of the table are trying to process her words, but Margret nods in agreement, understanding enough to know the difference between her analogies.

Commander DuPont clears his throat finding his voice, “Who is the ‘cat’?” he tries to keep up.

Dominious feels her teeth clench as she once again tries to spit his name, “Lucius.”

“Lucius is the…” DuPont fishes for her to say the answer.

“The warrior I told you about.” Margret quickly intercepts, allowing Dominious a sigh of relief.

“Of course.” DuPont answers. “Now that the name is floating in the air, how do we obtain Lucius?”

“Obtain?” Dominious scoffs, “There is no obtaining Lucius. He has to die.”

“Why?” Lucas whispers toward her. “If we can save him, give him fair trial and conviction, IF why must you say he needs to die?”

Dominious surveys the room, everyone intently waiting for her answer. “As long as Lucius is alive, Sultana will not stop until he is free. Once he is free, the cat has returned to prowl. The canary feels safe in her cage. You are seeking an end of Divobite’ trying to reign over Earth. It is Lucius. He is the one that continues to remind Sultana we…” Dominious corrects herself, “They belong here as much as humans do. That we are entitled to have whatever is on Earth. We were sired here, and we are pushed out by prejudice. Fear. Because some our evil, we are all thought to be evil. While I personally feel there is truth in the introspection, I also know that Lucius is the evil he falsifies in others of our kind.” Dominious takes a deep breath with a bit agitation, “their kind.” She accurately states.

 Commander DuPont examines his peers for a moment before questioning, “Does anyone at this table have concerns they’d like to address before moving forward?”

Everyone remains quiet, waiting for more information. “Then I ask, Dominious, how do we find this Lucius, you speak of?”

“Watching the canary’s cage.” She dryly announces, losing her vision in a blur.

“And the canary’s cage is…” DuPont waits for her to complete the sentence.

Dominious voice drops flat, as if she is in a trance, struggling to care of the information she is disclosing. The numbness trickling over her heart, is raping oxygen, “Romania Castle. They should be at the old Transylvania Castle.”

 Her ears become muffled, as the translation of DuPont’s orders travel over the table.

“You did well.” Lucas’ voice echoes through the ear canal, the pressure of his hand trying to give comfort against her spine.

“I’ve got her.” Margret’s tone brings a mild relief of comfort as she pulls Dominious by the arms, tugging her into the fresh air.

Dominious suddenly vomits. The little food and water she was able to intake, now stinging against her throat at is splatters to the ground. Margret holds her arm, pulling her long locks away from her face. “You did good.” She reminds her. “You just saved so many lives. You did real well.”

Dominious finds Margret in the dark, people now beginning to walk past, trying to pry, but Margret waves her hand for them to move on. “Lucius burned them all. Figaro. The mother, the children, the babies… he burned them all…”

Margret disturbed by the revelation, tries to remain calm and collect. “They will get him. We will get him.”

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