time,
several moons,” she said, controlling the suspicion, keeping any concern out of
her voice and mind.
“We do. We do.” He smiled at her. “Don’t you worry. I
have everything under control. Now go prepare for your journey, while I explain
to the Elders and the Saciva what their best interests are in this matter.”
Eve returned her father’s smile. “Thank you father.”
She bowed her head to him and exited his chambers.
Once the door closed, Eve made haste to her room, and
found Caleb anxiously waiting. Upon seeing her, he sprung from the bed and ran
to her. “Is it true?”
Eve grabbed him by the arm, her nails digging into his
skin. “Silence,” she said and released him. The nail marks quickly vanished.
Eve knew he’d felt no pain or fear for that matter and sometimes wished he did,
for safety’s sake if nothing else.
“Sorry mother,” Caleb chirped, undeterred by her
anger, which he’d felt plenty of and was accustomed to. “I can’t help it. I try
not to, but the voices come and I can’t stop them and then I’ve listened
without meaning to.”
“You’ll learn to control them,” she replied
automatically.
Caleb was unconcerned. He had more important things to
tell her, but caution demanded attention first and foremost. Caleb hummed a
tune and listened. Agra talking with the Elders and not paying attention to him
at the moment. He proceeded, choosing his words with great care. “I saw a man in
my dream last night,” he announced. “He’d fallen down and is sleeping.”
“Is that right dear,” she replied as if she could care
less about Celeb’s silly dreams. “We don’t have time to talk about dreams and make-believe.
We leave soon.” She patted him on the head. “We can talk about your dreams
later, right now you must prepare.”
“Ok, but the man has been sleeping for many days. His
friends couldn’t wake him up.”
“Maybe he was very tired. I’m sure he’s fine.” She
shook her head at him. “Now go to your room. I will come for you soon.”
“Where are you going?”
“To the warehouses.”
“I want to come.”
“No. And if you don’t do as I ask, you will not travel
with me to Earth,” she threatened.
This propelled Caleb out of the room and took his
mind off of the warehouses, a subject she was constantly trying to protect him
from knowing too much about. A task she was failing at, but could not worry over.
This time Eve didn’t walk, but used Agra’s preferred method of travel and
arrived at the warehouses in a split second.
Back inside the warehouse, the woman was as she’d left
her. Her heart beating steady and strong. Eve laid her hands on the woman’s chest
and closed her eyes. From the tips of her fingers energy flowed into the
woman’s body, through her veins, organs and finally into her brain. Eve proceeded
in a precise order, knowing even the slightest misstep would kill the woman.
Death was a matter of fact Eve wasn’t concerned over, but the loss of this
human would be more than an inconvenience. Eve withdrew her hands and waited.
After the first few minutes noticeable signs of improvement were evident. Color
returned to her skin, making the corpse like appearance less prominent. Another
few minutes passed and Eve removed the multitude of tubes inserted into the
woman. She was now breathing on her own. The danger had passed. Eve’s plans
were clicking along without interruption.
Long before he made a sound, Eve knew Caleb was nearby.
Suppressing her anger at being disobeyed, Eve continued to listen to the
woman’s progress. Satisfied the process was proceeding as she expected and
needed, Eve went to find her wayward son. Outside the warehouse she searched
for Caleb. Not in the manner a human mother searched for a child by shouting
out his name, rather Eve closed her eyes and searched the sounds and smells.
When this turned up only the faintest hint of her child, she searched using her
mind. Her brow furrowed upon finding him
several moons,” she said, controlling the suspicion, keeping any concern out of
her voice and mind.
“We do. We do.” He smiled at her. “Don’t you worry. I
have everything under control. Now go prepare for your journey, while I explain
to the Elders and the Saciva what their best interests are in this matter.”
Eve returned her father’s smile. “Thank you father.”
She bowed her head to him and exited his chambers.
Once the door closed, Eve made haste to her room, and
found Caleb anxiously waiting. Upon seeing her, he sprung from the bed and ran
to her. “Is it true?”
Eve grabbed him by the arm, her nails digging into his
skin. “Silence,” she said and released him. The nail marks quickly vanished.
Eve knew he’d felt no pain or fear for that matter and sometimes wished he did,
for safety’s sake if nothing else.
“Sorry mother,” Caleb chirped, undeterred by her
anger, which he’d felt plenty of and was accustomed to. “I can’t help it. I try
not to, but the voices come and I can’t stop them and then I’ve listened
without meaning to.”
“You’ll learn to control them,” she replied
automatically.
Caleb was unconcerned. He had more important things to
tell her, but caution demanded attention first and foremost. Caleb hummed a
tune and listened. Agra talking with the Elders and not paying attention to him
at the moment. He proceeded, choosing his words with great care. “I saw a man in
my dream last night,” he announced. “He’d fallen down and is sleeping.”
“Is that right dear,” she replied as if she could care
less about Celeb’s silly dreams. “We don’t have time to talk about dreams and make-believe.
We leave soon.” She patted him on the head. “We can talk about your dreams
later, right now you must prepare.”
“Ok, but the man has been sleeping for many days. His
friends couldn’t wake him up.”
“Maybe he was very tired. I’m sure he’s fine.” She
shook her head at him. “Now go to your room. I will come for you soon.”
“Where are you going?”
“To the warehouses.”
“I want to come.”
“No. And if you don’t do as I ask, you will not travel
with me to Earth,” she threatened.
This propelled Caleb out of the room and took his
mind off of the warehouses, a subject she was constantly trying to protect him
from knowing too much about. A task she was failing at, but could not worry over.
This time Eve didn’t walk, but used Agra’s preferred method of travel and
arrived at the warehouses in a split second.
Back inside the warehouse, the woman was as she’d left
her. Her heart beating steady and strong. Eve laid her hands on the woman’s chest
and closed her eyes. From the tips of her fingers energy flowed into the
woman’s body, through her veins, organs and finally into her brain. Eve proceeded
in a precise order, knowing even the slightest misstep would kill the woman.
Death was a matter of fact Eve wasn’t concerned over, but the loss of this
human would be more than an inconvenience. Eve withdrew her hands and waited.
After the first few minutes noticeable signs of improvement were evident. Color
returned to her skin, making the corpse like appearance less prominent. Another
few minutes passed and Eve removed the multitude of tubes inserted into the
woman. She was now breathing on her own. The danger had passed. Eve’s plans
were clicking along without interruption.
Long before he made a sound, Eve knew Caleb was nearby.
Suppressing her anger at being disobeyed, Eve continued to listen to the
woman’s progress. Satisfied the process was proceeding as she expected and
needed, Eve went to find her wayward son. Outside the warehouse she searched
for Caleb. Not in the manner a human mother searched for a child by shouting
out his name, rather Eve closed her eyes and searched the sounds and smells.
When this turned up only the faintest hint of her child, she searched using her
mind. Her brow furrowed upon finding him
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