Chapter 2
Native Quarter, Galen Province
“She was like a monster; seriously…you should’ve seen her. One minute she’s all normal like…the next she, she’s… Tommy was lying there but, but at a funny angle….he wasn’t moving…Bret and Karl she got them too…”
Kalin sighed as she listened to the young lad recount the events whilst gazing intently into the contents of the glass in her hand. She drew it up to her lips and swallowed the contents feeling the burn in her throat and stomach spread to her body. “Same again Pete” holding her glass out to the bartender who dutifully filled it up.
“Quite a tale from young Ricky boy is it not? Mind you after all this time you would think they would realise they can’t up against them” said the barman shaking his head ruefully. “No they never learn do they” said Kalin a small smile playing on her lips, “Going up against them half-cocked is only going to get them killed. Young Rick was lucky, very lucky. We can’t match them; they are stronger, quicker and faster than us. Quite remarkable really”
“You sound like you’re quite taken with them?” came a deep voice to her right. Kalin looked up at the voice and smiled as she recognised the speaker.
“Charles, how are you?” she asked taking his hand in hers.
“You want to watch what you say Kalin, not everyone finds them so intriguing!”
“I know, I know.” hands held up in submission “But you have to admit they are fascinating!” whispered Kalin conspiratorially, blue-grey eyes twinkling.
“Kalin, you are the very limit” laughed Charles, “How are you these days? It’s been such a long time.”
“Yes, since before…” her voice trailed off, face hardening at the memory. “Well we all know. They have me overseeing the archives, filing and such…keeps me out of trouble. What about you?”
“Construction…they like to use us Natives for the grunt work; although it is a down turn from being CEO of a construction company!” Charles sighed, “…but at least I have my health!”
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Northern Suburb, Galen Province
Jerryn passed her hand over the biometric lock to her apartment and quickly entered leaning back against the door as it shut behind her. The attack by the Natives was unexpected, audacious even so close to the heavily guarded research facility. She shut her eyes and concentrated on her breathing remembering the look on their faces when she struck out. At first surprise followed quickly by fear, they were unaware of how powerful she was, of how the Aesir are. As her breathing slowed a small smile crept over her face and her eyes flew open, shinning blue and bright. Exhilaration coursed through her body, never endings tingling and blood singing in her veins. Exhilarated, yes and something else…aroused! Chuckling to herself, Jerryn pushed herself from the front door setting the lock and strode into the living area.
“Computer blinds open” she barked and a low hum could be heard as the blinds began to slowly open and the twin moonlight flooded in the room. She stood in front of the large windows looking out across the bay marvelling at the view. Leaning down, she removed her boots and tossed them carelessly to one side, uniform jacket joining them. Tugging her shirt out from her trousers she began to unbutton her shirt. Trousers where removed to reveal long, supple legs which gracefully strode over to the side board. Jerryn, in a decadent mood selected a full bodied red wine which she opened and disdained from allowing it to breath, poured a generous amount into a glass. Carrying both bottle and glass she walked out on the balcony and sat them down at the side of her hot tub. Her guilty pleasure and turned it on. The smile returning to her face as the water instantly heated up and bubbled furiously. Her shirt was dropped to the ground and her hands reached behind her head to remove the pins keeping her blonde flowing locks restrained. Once removed her hair fell around her shoulders whilst undergarments where dispatched swiftly and Jerryn stepped daintily into the hot tub closing her eyes as the warm water enveloped her body. Leaning back she sighed as she felt her body relax. Reaching for her glass she took a generous gulp, with no work for two days she could afford to indulge. Settling her glass down she realised that not all her muscles where relaxing, but the little ‘knot’ of tension at the juncture between her legs was still there. Slowly she brought her right hand between her legs and endeavoured to ‘work’ that little knot out.
The following morning Jerryn painfully opened her eyes a crack and spied the empty bottle of red on the bedside table, proof that she had indeed drank it all the night before although the cacophony in her head was already testament to that. Groaning, she turned over in bed and pulled the covers over her head in a vain attempt to hide from her hangover.
Native Quarter, Galen Province
“She was like a monster; seriously…you should’ve seen her. One minute she’s all normal like…the next she, she’s… Tommy was lying there but, but at a funny angle….he wasn’t moving…Bret and Karl she got them too…”
Kalin sighed as she listened to the young lad recount the events whilst gazing intently into the contents of the glass in her hand. She drew it up to her lips and swallowed the contents feeling the burn in her throat and stomach spread to her body. “Same again Pete” holding her glass out to the bartender who dutifully filled it up.
“Quite a tale from young Ricky boy is it not? Mind you after all this time you would think they would realise they can’t up against them” said the barman shaking his head ruefully. “No they never learn do they” said Kalin a small smile playing on her lips, “Going up against them half-cocked is only going to get them killed. Young Rick was lucky, very lucky. We can’t match them; they are stronger, quicker and faster than us. Quite remarkable really”
“You sound like you’re quite taken with them?” came a deep voice to her right. Kalin looked up at the voice and smiled as she recognised the speaker.
“Charles, how are you?” she asked taking his hand in hers.
“You want to watch what you say Kalin, not everyone finds them so intriguing!”
“I know, I know.” hands held up in submission “But you have to admit they are fascinating!” whispered Kalin conspiratorially, blue-grey eyes twinkling.
“Kalin, you are the very limit” laughed Charles, “How are you these days? It’s been such a long time.”
“Yes, since before…” her voice trailed off, face hardening at the memory. “Well we all know. They have me overseeing the archives, filing and such…keeps me out of trouble. What about you?”
“Construction…they like to use us Natives for the grunt work; although it is a down turn from being CEO of a construction company!” Charles sighed, “…but at least I have my health!”
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Northern Suburb, Galen Province
Jerryn passed her hand over the biometric lock to her apartment and quickly entered leaning back against the door as it shut behind her. The attack by the Natives was unexpected, audacious even so close to the heavily guarded research facility. She shut her eyes and concentrated on her breathing remembering the look on their faces when she struck out. At first surprise followed quickly by fear, they were unaware of how powerful she was, of how the Aesir are. As her breathing slowed a small smile crept over her face and her eyes flew open, shinning blue and bright. Exhilaration coursed through her body, never endings tingling and blood singing in her veins. Exhilarated, yes and something else…aroused! Chuckling to herself, Jerryn pushed herself from the front door setting the lock and strode into the living area.
“Computer blinds open” she barked and a low hum could be heard as the blinds began to slowly open and the twin moonlight flooded in the room. She stood in front of the large windows looking out across the bay marvelling at the view. Leaning down, she removed her boots and tossed them carelessly to one side, uniform jacket joining them. Tugging her shirt out from her trousers she began to unbutton her shirt. Trousers where removed to reveal long, supple legs which gracefully strode over to the side board. Jerryn, in a decadent mood selected a full bodied red wine which she opened and disdained from allowing it to breath, poured a generous amount into a glass. Carrying both bottle and glass she walked out on the balcony and sat them down at the side of her hot tub. Her guilty pleasure and turned it on. The smile returning to her face as the water instantly heated up and bubbled furiously. Her shirt was dropped to the ground and her hands reached behind her head to remove the pins keeping her blonde flowing locks restrained. Once removed her hair fell around her shoulders whilst undergarments where dispatched swiftly and Jerryn stepped daintily into the hot tub closing her eyes as the warm water enveloped her body. Leaning back she sighed as she felt her body relax. Reaching for her glass she took a generous gulp, with no work for two days she could afford to indulge. Settling her glass down she realised that not all her muscles where relaxing, but the little ‘knot’ of tension at the juncture between her legs was still there. Slowly she brought her right hand between her legs and endeavoured to ‘work’ that little knot out.
The following morning Jerryn painfully opened her eyes a crack and spied the empty bottle of red on the bedside table, proof that she had indeed drank it all the night before although the cacophony in her head was already testament to that. Groaning, she turned over in bed and pulled the covers over her head in a vain attempt to hide from her hangover.
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