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Chapter 6
Unforeseen consequences
I woke up sweating like a pig. The nightmare I had, had taken quite the
toll on me. I removed the blanket from my body and sit up on the corner
of my bed. Taking a deep breath I stood up and moved towards my bathroom.
"Wumps" I crushed into something and staggered back, opening my eyes for
the first time awake today I looked at the dresser I had just ran into. I
remembered this dresser, I had seen it a few week's ago I was sure of it.
Yeah, that was definitely the drawer my sister had made me load up on my
pick up for her guestroom.
Why was I sleeping in my sister's guestroom? Oh right, Samuel had asked
me over for a drink last night. But I could have sworn I turned his offer
down. Probably the alcohol playing it's trick on me, I had never really
been a steady drinker. I walked over to my sister's guestrooms bathroom
and headed for the sink. I turned the cold water wheel and splashed the
refreshing cold water in my face to drive out the devil called alcohol.
I felt a lot better and with the cold water running down my skin, opening
my eyes looking at the little cute schoolgirl on the other side of the
window. I started smiling and she returned it back. Whoa she was
definitely underage but what a beauty, I could feel how my hormones
started to betray my believes.
I shaked my head and so did she and I smiled a last time to be rewarded
with hers before I turned around. ... Wait. Had I missed something? Why did
my sister have window you could look through into her guest bathroom
without curtains? Biting on my lips I tried to calm down. It was probably
better to take a cold shower to calm down before I headed to the
breakfast with my sister and Samuel.
Pushing the shower curtain aside I stepped into the bathtub. Pulling the
curtain back I turned the wheel and enjoyed the water on my skin. I shied
away at first before the water started to warm up and it reached a
comfortable temperature. But then I enjoyed how the water ran down
through my hair and over my chest.
Grabbing the shampoo I started to massage it into my long dense hair,
while I followed the exquisite feeling of the water caressing my chest.
Suddenly I felt my headache return, dense hair? water caressing my chest?
Opening my eyes the water spilled the shampoo in them making my vision
all blurry.
Staying another thirty seconds or so in the tub trying to clear my eyes
under the water but it didn't really work out. I turned the water off
pulled the curtain aside and stepped out of the shower carefully so I
didn't slip on the floor. While walking over to the sink I used the big
towel that was hanging there to clear my eyes from the shampoo soaked
water.
Opening my eyes I looked at the surprised face of the girl that looked
like she had just left the showers herself. .... No, wait a minute. my
sister's guestroom bathroom, the sink, it wasn't set up in front of the
window wasn't it? Turning the water on I spilled a handful of it in my
face. Looking up again at the bathrooms mirror cabinet. That was right,
my sister's guest bathroom had a mirror cabinet over her sink. I took a
deep breath.
Images started to flash my mind, a cute schoolgirl, blond fourteen maybe
fifteen years old with a nice rack, she was standing in front of a mirror
smiling, then the same girl, her hair wet, but still cute maybe confused
from the look of her, but she was red faced, like she was embarrassed or.
... "Kyah"
"Kyah" I screamed and so did the girl or rather my mirror image in front
of me. I tried to move away but with my wet feet I slipped on the
bathroom's floor tiles and fell down feeling something hurting at my back
at a place nothing should have been to hurt. crawling out of the bathroom
on my fours I felt a heavy wet coat engulfing my back.
The door to the room suddenly bursted open as my sister Ann came in
screaming "Jacob did anything happen, is everything alright?"
I was ready to see her freaking out and running away to get her husband,
looking at her I waited for the inevitable. But my sister surprised me,
she saw me there lying on the floor and she started to laugh. "haha, I'm
sorry Jacob but, this." she pointed at me, "This looks just hilarious."
Had she gone insane, maybe due to the shock? She sat down next to me
wiping of the tears that had been building from all the laughing and
lifted me up to her lap. "Ewwhh, your wings are completely soaked." She
said a little bit disgusted.
I looked at her confused, until I could see my reflection in her eyes. A
small person with brown, nah that wasn't brown it was blond hair. A girl
with a pretty face I remembered the mirror from earlier, but what was
that white sheet on her no my back. Sister mentioned wings. Suddenly
images filled my mind, scene's straight out of a horror movie. And I
happened to be the main protagonist.
I tried to shut the pictures down not interested in remembering anything
of it. My eyes started to water and big crocodiles tears formed and ran
down my cheeks. "Pshh, pshh Jacob, everything will be alright. I'm with
you." my sister tried to comfort me.
Pulling myself back from her, just a little bit to inspect myself. I
could now see the big wet wings that were coming down from my back, at
least the lower part covering my legs. "Wha. ..." I stopped the moment I
heard the unfamiliar voice coming out of my mouth.
Trying again this time not stopping I asked, "What has happened to me
Ann?" The voice, it was clearly the voice of a girl that was coming out
my mouth. The tone of it sounded so innocent, tiny but not weak.
"What do you mean, Jacob? You told us only that you managed to escape."
My sister asked clearly confused.
Images again started to rampage at the edge of my mind and I quickly
pushed them away. The tears that had just stopped started to swell up
again. "I don't ... I can't ... sob." I cleared my throat. "I can't remember
anything. What is wrong with me sister?" I pleaded her to answer me, yet
I feared what she might tell me.
Sister looked at me, surprised at first until it changed into something
like understanding. "Don't worry Jacob, Let's get you dried up first. I
can't have you getting a cold or something like that."
Nodding at her, relieved that she decided not to tell me I wondered why?
I didn't understand it I had asked her afterall. Why did I feel relieved
that she didn't tell me about it was I afraid of the answers?
Sister stood up and moved into the bathroom coming back with a big pink
towel in her hand. She helped me up on my legs and started to dry me up,
but I could still feel the heavy wet wings on my back. Feeling them I
wondered, did that mean I was able to move them? Trying it even though
they felt heavy they started to twitch and a lot of the water in them
suddenly flew through the room as the feathers on them changed their
alignment.
"Kyaah," Ann screamed. "Stop that Jacob." And I did, and she looked mad
at me. "You're spilling it everywhere." She laughed. "At least your wings
are now mostly dry."
Looking around I noticed what a mess I had just made. Feeling a unknown
warmth spreading through my cheeks I looked down on the floor and said,
"I'm really sorry sis."
"Don't worry Jacob." She put her hand on my head and twisted my hair out
of it's form. "Most of it landed on the floor tiles anyway."
My hair! I ducked away from her hand, and started to run my hands through
it trying to fix whatever damage she had done to it.
Ann looked at me raising her eyebrows. "What?" I asked her.
She giggled. "Nothing, Jacob really it's nothing."
Why was she acting so strange? I pouted and squinted at her, not that it
really mattered but I didn't trust her answer.
Ann stopped giggling and smiled at me. "Oh you are so adorable when you
look at me like this. Come on, we need to get your hair dry and while we
wait for it let's head down for breakfast."
When she mentioned breakfast as if on command my stomach started to
grumble. I nodded and endured the procedure of her drying my hair before
she wrapped the towel around my hair in a towel turban.
While we were sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast I thought about the
change I was going through. Even though I couldn't remember how all of it
started, I knew I was turning into a girl. A mutant girl with bird wings.
Or maybe more like Angel wings. I wondered If I would be able to fly with
them. Looking at the tv to watch the latest news, something about an
incident at the local MCO headquarters. The reporter seemed pretty
shocked, but I didn't get what had happened due to the tv being set on
silent mode.
Ann turned around from the refrigerator too look at the tv. Grabbing the
Remote she turned the tv off. "Don't you worry, we'll figure something
out Jacob."
Did she knew more about that? Finishing the rest of my breakfast I just
nodded. Something was wrong, I had trouble to point it down though. Where
was Samuel? I couldn't imagine my Sister would be able to make him accept
me staying at their place. He was probably on some kind of H1 activity,
that must be the reason. Suddenly I could feel a sharp pain as my
headache returned.
Ann nipped on her coffee, looking at me she said, "I'll head over to the
mall, trying to find you something to wear. For now I would suggest you
just stay here and wait for me."
She was going to leave? What would I do if Samuel suddenly showed up,
gulping I asked, "What, but if Samuel returns. I can't imagine he will be
happy having a mutant watching tv in his house."
Ann looked worried. "Jacob, you don't remember? I told you yesterday that
I kicked that asshole out."
The pain in my head increased as images pushed in my mind, Ann and me
sitting in the church. She was right, we had talked about it hadn't we? I
shook my head and the pain faded. "Sorry sis, you're right. I just feel a
little bit groggy." My answer seemed to please her enough to drop the
topic. For me however, it just added a lot of new question's I could add
to list of things I didn't understood yet.
Ann cleaned up the table and I helped her bringing over the breakfast's
supplies to the kitchen. After all that time we had spent on breakfast I
was sure my hair was mostly dry now. So I went into the guestroom and
opened up the towel turban. My long blond hair was mostly dry. Looking at
my face in the mirror, the face of a little girl I had a hard time just
suppressing my wish to cry.
Ann moved in the bathroom looking for me. Noticing me standing in front
of the mirror frozen like a statue she walked over to me and hugged me
from behind. I could see her in the mirror as she moved her head to my
ear.
"Jacob, I can't even imagine what you are going through right now. But
your big sister and half of the earth population had managed to life a
happy life as a girl, I'm sure once you have accustomed yourself to it,
you'll see it has it perks being a women," she whispered.
It has it perks? I wondered what kind of perks she was talking about, but
I doubted that I would be happy about them. She had a point though. There
were millions of women who lived a normal life. I would have just to
learn being one myself. Of course giving the fact that I was a mutant
too, living a normal life might prove a little bit more difficult.
"Thank's I think?" I whispered back.
I could see her smiling in the mirror. "Okay, now let's make sure my
little sister looks like the angel she appears to be!" hardly holding
back the excitement in her voice.
Looking at her smiling face in the mirror not wanting to make her worry
about me I put on a fake smile, just what had I gotten myself into.
My sister either hadn't noticed my smile was faked or she didn't care
about it, either way she started to pull out an enormous amount of female
care products. She had like 5 different brushes, some kind of hair
straigthener and a round spiky electrical device that send a shiver down
my spine when I saw it, until she explained that it was used to make
locks.
She started to brush my hair until it was all shiny and glancing while
she explained me all about different ways to brush my hair. Then she
looked at my natural locks and decided to work with the electrical curler
that had reminded me of a torture instrument when I had laid my eyes on
it for the first time. She plugged it in the cabinet's power socket and
turned it on, I realized that it was working like a round brush and a
hairdryer at the same time, which made it easy for her to make my hairs
locks even more pronounced.
When she said, "Alright, looking good," she moved out of my way giving me
a the chance to look in the mirror. I couldn't believe my eyes, the girl
that was looking back at me was gorgeous.
Sister looked at her wristwatch. "Ohh, I should probably head to the mall
now, a pity. I would have loved to continue your lesson on makeup."
I was still looking shocked at my reflection, that stunning girl was me?
"Makeup?" I asked.
"Yes of course, you have a lot of things you need to catch up on little
sister. Why don't you watch some tv while I head over to the mall to get
you something to wear."
I just nodded, little sister she called me. I probably should get used to
that, Jacob probably wouldn't work out any longer, that was for sure.
First Lutheran Church Prescott
early evening
Reverent Goodwill was cleaning up in the church, the evening service had
just ended and without Jacob's help he had a lot of things to do. While
he was sweeping the floor he heard the main portal of the church being
opened. Without looking at it he said. "I'm sorry but the evening service
has already ended."
Than he turned around to look at two strangers that he never had seen
before. "What can I do for you?" he asked. Neither of the two people said
anything, than he realized it. They were the two people the vatican had
send over. "You are earlier than expected he said." The two caucasian
looking men walked towards him.
"Yes please follow me, I know what you are looking for," he said and lead
them to the relic safe in the vestry.
With the two man following him reverent Goodwill entered the Vestry.
Taking the key for the safe out of his pocket while moving towards the
safe he told them, "The relic is in the safe, I'm afraid I can't tell you
which saint it belongs to, as the description is written in Cyrillic."
The two man one big the other one smaller looked at each other for a
second before they continued to follow the Reverent.
Opening the safe the reverent carefully pulled out the relic. Inspecting
it for any damage he sighed, "This is the relic you are looking for." he
said and handed it over to the taller of the two man. The man took the
relic and looked at it's backside where the description was placed. After
checking it he looked back to the small one and nodded.
The reverent meanwhile was standing like a statue, he didn't even blink
as the tall man packed the relic away in his jackets inner pocket.
Suddenly the reverent face changed as if something he hadn't realized
before became clear to him. "Of course, you would need to know where he
headed. He is over at my daughter's place. Let me just get something to
write, so I can give you her address."
He moved over to his desk and took out pen and paper from a drawer.
Writing down the address of his daughter before he handed it over.
The two man started to move out of the vestry back into the church's main
hall with the reverent in tow. When the reverent arrived at the place he
was standing before the man entered the church he stopped. The two man
however kept walking and exited the church through it's main entrance.
Reverent Goodwill looked surprised at the door, "Strange, I could have
sworn someone had opened the door." He picked up his broom and finished
sweeping the floor. After he was finished he locked the main entrance and
moved to the vestry. He stopped in his tracks the moment he noticed the
opened safe.
Walking over to it with a worried look on his face and started to look
through the relics. A relieved sigh left his lips. "I might get old
sooner than I had expected, luckily nothing is missing." He closed the
safe and locked it, before he left the church through the vestry and
headed towards his home.
two hours earlier
At the MCO office in Prescott Arizona
John Christian Goodwill was standing in the underground parking lot with
a clipboard making notes. His job as the MCOs public relations officer
was to make sure that everyone related to the recently deceased agent's
and lab workers would be informed that their daughter or son had died a
heroic death, protecting mankind from the evil the mutant's caused.
He noticed two men that he didn't recognize were walking towards him. One
of the man a tall man looked around the parking lot while the smaller one
was clearly focusing on him.
That was when the next body was lifted out of the destroyed elevator
shaft, badly burned but something on the body made him recognize it. He
looked disbelieving at the body, and tears formed in his eyes. "Why,
brother. Why would they attack even you?"
He moved towards the body, trying to calm down while he noted his brother
as dead. This would be his own personal duty, informing the family what
had happened. "Brother, Why would they kill an injured person not even
able to move on his own?" He mourned for an answer.
He wiped the tears out of his eyes, and his face turned cold as ice. He
started to fill out his chart again, doing his duty. "Brother, I'll swear
I will find your murderers," he silently said.
shortly after
Prescott Mall parking lot not to far away from the MCO office
Ann couldn't believe it. Which stupid asshole had stole her car? The
police was already there but so far they had proved useless. "God damnit,
this can't be true. Officer. hey Officer." she shouted at the policemen
that was just staying next to his car waiting for his colleague to come
back.
"Mam, please just have some patience. I know you don't like it and I
totally understand that. But we have to wait for the security bands and
we still might have some question's for you. So please stay calm."
"Stay calm? How am I supposed to stay calm, my god damned car has been
stolen full of my shoppings and you expect me to calm down. Are you
kidding me?" Ann raged.
"Ma'am please stay calm. I will have to bring you in for the night if you
don't calm down."
Now Ann totally snapped, "Bring me in? Like put me in prison? Are you
totally insane, I am the one who is the victim here, so I suppose you
should move your ass and catch the fucking thief that stole my car!"
"Mam this is my last warning!" The police officer reached down to his
utility belt.
"You and you're stupid warnings won't get me back my car. I can't believe
that our police is so useless."
A couple of minutes later
"Please Officer, I know that I may have overreacted there a little bit.
Please let me out of the car. I promise I won't make any more problems."
pleaded Ann on the backseat of the police car that stood in the afternoon
sun on the parking lot.
The officer didn't respond. "Please, Officer the heat it killing me," Ann
asked again.
Back in the present
Ann's place
I was kneeling on the couch covering myself in my wings which made me
feel really comfortable while I was zapping through the tv. I had watched
a couple of documentations on discovery channel, but it was getting late
and Ann wasn't back yet.
Switching the channel again, I watched the local news. Apparently the MCO
was still working on retrieving everyone they had lost during the escape
of a few violent mutants yesterday evening. My head started hurting again
and I noticed by the time it already was, the evening services at my
father's church must have already ended by now. I switched the channel
again.
Not really paying attention to the tv I played with the thought of
heading over to help him cleaning but something told me that was probably
a bad idea. I sighed and covered myself even closer in my wings enjoying
the feeling of my smooth feathers on my arms and legs. Then I heard a car
pulling up in front of the house.
That must be Ann I thought happy but at the same time afraid. Who know's
what she has bought? She had been gone for quite some time. I heard the
door opened and tried to sneak around the couch to take a look at her,
something was strange. From the sound of her footsteps she wasn't alone.
Could it be, of course it must be father. That is the reason why she is
late, she must have picked him up after the evening service had ended.
Deciding that my plan to carefully look at her was stupid and childish
now that my father the reverend was with her I stood up and walked around
the corner to meet them in the hallway. Turning around the corner I
froze, two man unfamiliar to me were standing in the hallway.
The couple looked strange, one was a tall man, caucasian from the looks.
He was easily a six eight in height. Probably the biggest guy I had ever
met and all of his body seemed to be muscles. The other guy was small,
around five feet and something. He looked like he would lose a fight
against a child.
The small man showed his hands before saying with broken english. "Don't
need to worry, we are not here to harm Mikaela."
"Mikaela?" I asked and images surfaced from within my mind. Me playing in
the streets of a big city with my friends. A skyline with buildings that
had gold plated roofs. A look out of the car, a shield?????-?????????. I
stumbled back holding myself upright on the wall. What was that, where
did those memories come from?
The small guy looked geniously concerned, "Mikaela? you alright? Gone
through a lot must have. No worry, here bringing you home."
"Home?" another flood of images filled my mind. A strong looking tall
women with black hair holding me tight, me and a boy, no a small man
posing under the statue of Peter the great.
The small man did a step towards me, the small man? Images of him filled
my mind. He was holding me up, a photo of him and his daughter, a cute
blond child with locked hairs in front of the kremlin.
"?????" (dad) I asked.
"????????????!" (my little angel!) he answered.
Tears started to fill my eyes. I ran towards him and hugged him lifting
him of the ground.
"????,?????????????????? .??????? ,,,????? ,????????????????." (Dad, what
had happened with me. I can't,,, sobbing, I can't remember.)
"????????????????????????????? ,?????????????????????." ("Don't worry my
little angel, you are safe now.") my father answered. "???????????
,???????????????????????." (Now sleep, and tomorrow you will wake up at
home.)
Feeling safe in my father's arms I drifted away in the land of dreams.
A few minutes later
in a car on it's way to the airport
The big man behind the steering wheel looked in the rear mirror examining
his companion and the angel that was sleeping with her had on his
companion's lap.
"Yuri, that went a lot better than usual," he said in russian.
"I'm surprised as well, little Mikaela here is helping me on her own. How
long till we reach the airport?"
"Considering the traffic we should be there in about twenty minutes, and
thirty later we should be in the sky back home."
The small man nodded looking at the little angel sleeping on his lap.
With a smile on his face he said, "Soon little one, soon you will see the
truth. And nobody will be able to stop you, fulfilling the role you are
going to play."
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