Sam Sawyer Chapter Twenty One

Sam Sawyer
Chapter Twenty- One

“The air
feels the same,” Kit said as she withdrew her finger, but the barrier tickles.”

“Energy,” said
Sam, “your energy, well our energy. Your change just made it stronger. That’s
good.”

Kathy glided
up about twenty feet, hovering beside her as they turned their attention to the
people and machines below. Sam joined them.

“They can’t
see us. They can’t touch us.” Kit said. “But I can still feel the wind against
my face. Guess the wind doesn’t know any better.” Kit quipped.

Sam
marveled. Kit had done it again. Her observation was simple but brilliant,
right on point. The wind has no mind, no perception of reality, no preconceived
notions, or predetermined vibratory rules. It did not possess life, no more
than the rain.

Just then
they watched a bird sail from a tree and pass through the mezzanine wall as if
it did not exist for it.

“Ah oh,” Kit
said. “Did I break the wall?”

“No,” Sam
replied, “Apparently wildlife is kinda like the elements; wind, rain, sunlight.
They have something or lack something.”

“Well
animals and people are obviously different,” Kathy chimed in.

“They don’t
think and feel like us. They are similar, but the difference is undeniable.”

“They are
tuned into nature. Heck, they are nature.” Kit added.

“And we’re
tuned out of nature. Does that mean we’re not natural? That has got to be the
simple, sad answer.” Sam was smiling at Kit again.  “That has to be why the mezzanine does not
exist for them.” Sam stated, still marveling at Kit’s intuition. “Maybe
humankind is as alien to Earth as the other kinds.”

Kit and
Kathy looked over at Sam but said nothing. Kit blinked again, as if a light had
suddenly flashed in her face then went out just as suddenly.

“The other
kinds,” Said Sam, “I almost forgot. They’re out there. We are wasting time.”

“Learning is
never a waste of time.” Kathy chided, her teacher side happily resurfacing.”

“Yeah,” said
Sam, “especially since they are learning too. Hilly is very different creature
than that shape shifting tree thing that killed you.”

Sam was
about to say ‘We need to leave’ when Kit broke away from them and flung herself
into the open sky.

The soldiers
far below saw the sudden flash of light high above their heads. This time
however, they saw a small female figure dressed head to toe in a black, white
and orange colored jumpsuit emerge from the flash and streak across the sky,
like a meteor.

Sam saw her
too. “She wants to be seen!” He groaned as he and Kathy formed a sphere around
themselves and flung it at the sky. “Why?” He said as their sphere of
invisibility glided much too slowly across the sky.

“She wants
attention.” Kathy thought, projecting her unspoken words directly into Sam’s
mind.

Sam looked
at her, a bit stunned, then thought at back her. “Telepathy! Well, okay.” He
thought, trying out his new power, “You got that right!”

“No Sam she
wants the monsters’ attention, I think she’s trying to draw them away from
people. She’s such a clever girl.”

“Well I don’t
see any monsters flying up from the ground. All I see is a fool hardy child, all
dressed up for Halloween, shrinking against the sky.”

“We have to make
them fight us. If they don’t, they will just go after people instead of us.”
With that, a shiny black and yellow leotard suddenly appeared over her body,
replete with black cowl and yellow cape. “We need to be seen Sam. We’ve got to
get in their faces, to turn their eyes away from the unchanged. Don’t you get
it? Don’t be such a prig. We must do this. Besides, it might be fun. From now
on you can call me, ah, Yellow Jacket, how’s that sound, Earthman?”

“Absurd,” Sam
blew out a deep sigh of resignation, knowing she was right. She had also
changed. He could not believe she was embracing her this new reality so whole
heartedly. This was the person who did not even like fantasy, but then, none of
this was fantasy, not anymore. One thing about Kathy, she was a tough cookie
and pragmatic.

Everything
was different now. Clinging to old paradigms was not sane pragmatic behavior,
even it meant playing dress up. In fact, playing dress up could well save human
lives. He, like Kathy, must embrace that fact…

Well, if the
monsters needed a shiny object to chase after and it was for certain the people
of Earth needed superheroes, then he would just shake off his foolish pride and
give it to them. Moreover, he knew as fast as the sphere it was no match for speedy
little ‘Calico Kit’.

He punched
his fists toward the sun, sucking the sphere into his body right along with the
bright yellow sunshine. Gleaming golden material instantly blossomed from his
knuckles raced down his body until he was completely cover in bright lemon -yellow
body glove replete with silver face mask and white eye shields. His new ‘look’
completely covered his perfectly proportioned heavily muscled body, except for
his head. He never liked hats.

“Solaran,”
Sam thought to Kathy, “sad to say but part of me is still Oloran, I think it’s
fitting, don’t you?”

“Sounds
great let’s go!” Kathy thought as she pierced the cloud flecked skyscape with
her telescopic vision found Calico and bulleted toward her.