Sam Sawyer Twenty Two

Sam Sawyer
Chapter Twenty- Two

Sam closed
his eyes, his body a golden needle punching through fluffy white clouds as it
streaked toward Kit. Fear should be flooding his mind, but it wasn’t. He hoped
that meant there was no immediate threat, and not that the Oloran had found a
way to throw up some sort of psychic cloak.

He could
however sense Kit. A jumble of images and feelings suddenly washed through his
mind. Confusion, images of bleak barren landscape, longing, fear, anger. She
was already struggling against a past she knew nothing of, but her past was not
through with her.

Sam suddenly
crumpled like a crushed paper cup. Falling tumbling, something had struck Kit,
blind- sided her. Sam was too close, linked to her, subject to her, but unable
to help her. Clinching his mind, he unplugged from her. White clouds blue sky was
suddenly spinning away from him. His eyes darted toward the horizon, toward Kit.
His body flattened against the wind, hovering for a moment, he then sliced up into
the western sky.

Concentrating
on the task at hand, he shelved all concern of her past and focused on her
falling damaged body. Yes, he knew she was hurt. The flash of pain, her pain
still throbbed in his mind. Lightning struck. White blinding light washed out
the sky. He ducked and cork screwed down. The air vibrated, another bolt
cracked and boomed.

Kathy was
suddenly by his side she grabbed his arm yanking him around, spiraling down
with him and breaking his psychic connection, “She’s down Sam.”

He looked
around, saw her dancing down with him. “There”, he thought pointing toward blue
mirror far below. “She fell in that lake.”

They swerved
breaking their fall and darted toward the lake. Mere feet from the strangely
smooth body of water, they could see themselves reflected in its mirrored
surface.

The thought
‘we look so silly’ popped into Sam’s (Soloran’s) head. Kathy (Yellow Jacket)
started to respond when the lake shifted beneath them, piling up in the air
becoming a wall of water, that curved and curl over them. This was no lake!

Soloran grabbed
Yellow jackets’ hand and yanked her away just as the wave came crashing down. Glancing
over his shoulder just in time to see Calico Kit cart- wheeling out of the wave and
was about to dive down and snatch her up when the teenager zipped up just
inches from the ground, pirouetted toward the wave out her open hands. For a
second it looked like she was holding an in visible ball. A split second later
the space between her hands twisted and warped instantly transforming into a
sphere of distorted air suddenly shrinking and exploding away from her hands
like crystalized cannon ball.

It slammed
into heart of giant living wave, twisting and winding it up like hair in caught
up in a blender. A shriek pierced the air as the wave shrank growing arms and
legs and finally a head and face as it condensed into its’ true self.

A man
slumped before her, hanging against the sky, pinned against it like a dirty sock
hanging on a nail. A light blue body suit glistened like wet paint over a body
builder physique. A deep thunderous groan rumbled across the sky. “You dare
touch Aquifer. Do you not know, I am the source of all water!” He bellowed as he
struggled to lift his face toward Calico Kit.

“Ahhh, no you're not,” She said, tilting her head as she hovered before the pathetic fool, casually assessing her would be assassin.  

“How many
people have you killed?” She demanded just as Soloran and Yellow Jacket swooped
down beside her.

“Killed?” He
replied, “No! Reclaimed! They came from the waters. I am the waters. They came
from me! They are mine.”

“And you, are
nuts.” Kit said though a chuckle.

Soloran
closed his eyes and let this new creature touch his mind. “He believes his
words.”

“Deluded.”
Yellow Jacket added, her words softened by compassion.

Soloran slid
up to Calico and gently stroked her shoulder. “Are you all right?”

“Wet, which
I hate, you know cat thing and all, but yeah I’m fine. Why?”

“His ‘water’
is not just water, its’ some sort of acid. He’s dissolved people, eight,” he
paused trying to sort his memory from Aquifers.’ “eight people are inside him,
their fluids anyway. He’s  a friggin
vampire!”

“What, no
black cape, widows peak and fangs,” said Calico, “Kinda disappointed. But then
I don’t have a tail or fur, again the cat thing. Do have these though.” She
slung her hands open flinging razor edged claws from the pads of her fingers,
flying at his throat ready to rip it out.

“No!” Yellow
Jacket screamed, flicking a fist sized ball of sunlight at the teen. It struck
her right arm and spun her around.

Calico
punched though the air with her entire body and was inches from Yellows face in
an eye blink.

“You don’t
get to do that!” Kit was red with rage, “No one gets to do that. Never do that
again.”

Soloran
(Sam) swung around and gently grasped Kit. “What are you doing?”

 Kit turned her head toward him in such slow
deliberate fashion he hardly recognized her, “I was going this kill this
monster. Then Mother hen came clucking in my face!” She yelled at Sam. “You are
not my Mother, woman!”

“Kit, what’s
gotten into you. Where’s all this rage coming from?” Kathy asked, sliding back
ward as she spoke.

“Same place
everyone’s else’s rage comes from, my crappy past. Dear old Mom used to slap me
around too.”

“I’m sorry
Kit. I didn’t mean to hurt you, but you were going to…”

“Kill the monster,
like I just said.” Kit spat down at the world far below. “hey maybe you’re
right. Why don’t we just let beasts chomp away. Maybe good old mother earth
deserves it.”

“KIT!” Sam yelled,
as he grabbed her and tried to touch her mind. It was a brick wall, not that it
mattered, he already knew what was wrong with her. She was Panath, Nordic. She
had no earth mother, only a head full of nasty false memories, little pain
bombs just waiting to go off.”  

“You know,
she’s right Kathy.”

“Sam, we
can’t just go around killing people.”

“They’re not
people Kathy,” Sam replied, “they’re…”

“They are
people,” a new voice bellowed from above. “They’re my people! My brothers my
sisters, my family.”

They all
looked up and dispersed at the same time, instinctively knowing they had to split
this new enemy’s attention between them.

“Hilly!” Sam
gasped as the mid -morning sun shone through her crystal body and hair like a
prism, projecting a brilliant swath of rainbow colors over them. At first, they
could not help but enjoy the shimmering display as it played across their
bodies, warm and tingly; gently massaging its’ way deep into their minds as
well as their skin.

“Silica.”
The word, the name; Hilly’s presence began to slowly worm its way into their
hearts.

Euphoria
swelled as tears of mindless joy and narcotic contentment rolled down their
cheeks. New desires began to take root deep within them. The past, their
identity their will and goodness were breaking away from them. Hilly (Silica) was
up- rooting them from themselves. Sucking out their souls using her beautiful
rainbow light like a sponge. Her will, her presence was building and focusing. She
was on the verge of scooping out their inner mush replacing it with her own ravenous
lusts, when a thread of deep- seated genetic memory began to unfurl deep inside
of Kit.

The stark
image of Panath’s vast barren plane began to rise before Kit mind’s eye; an ancient
sun cresting, burning across her long forgotten ancestral home.

Silica’s colors
began to fade as Calico Kit turned her mind around and looked behind her,
seeing her true past her true power and point.

“No!” She
yelled at Silica her life force rising within like a piston on a power stroke.

The sheer
force of Kit’s rage and hatred coalesced outside her body becoming a crackling electric
ball sheer energy that blasted from her core like a missle striking Silica
square in her face, sending her and Aquifer sailing head over heels out of sight.

Free from
Silica’s (Hilly’s)mind warping rainbow Soloran (Sam) and Kathy (Yellow Jacket)
flew to Calico Kit’s side.

She glanced
over at them. Her features were clenched, her eyes unrecognizable. “You think I’m
a child.” It was more accusation than question.

They slid
back shaking their heads. Neither knowing what Kit was going to do next.