They Walk Among Us
They Walk Among Us copyright c. 2012 T.A. Chase
Part Thirty-Three:
Raven-
Zach slipping out of bed woke me. I wasn’t sure about the time, but I knew we needed to get organized and ready to move. At some point, the government was going to hear about the coup among the rebels, and decide to swoop in to see what they could scavenge from the wreckage. I didn’t plan on leaving them much. At least, I wasn’t going to leave people for them to torture as much as Gideon had done.
As soon as I thought that, another idea popped into my head. I rolled on my back to study the ceiling while I tried to think of a way to make it work. I doubted I’d be able to convince Zach to leave me behind, and let me get captured by the agents. Yet I needed to get inside the main government facility to get the jewel, and I wasn’t sure breaking in would work.
Zach came back into the room, and I turned my head to watch him approach the bed. He’d pulled his jeans on, but neglected to button them. I trailed my gaze over his body, causing the bulge behind his zipper to grow.
“Don’t even think about it, Raven. We don’t have time for another round at the moment.” He sat on the bed, and looked at me. “You’re going to tell me what’s going on around here. I need to know everything, or I’m walking.”
His threat caused my heart to skip a beat. I shouldn’t have gotten so attached to him that the thought of him not being with me caused panic to dance in my soul. Reaching out, I took his hand in mine, and linked our fingers.
::It’s hard to spill secrets I’ve kept since I was a child, and watched my parents leave me behind.::
“I don’t get why your parents left you. Why any of the Opalite parents left their children?”
::If you had children, wouldn’t you do everything in your power to make sure they lived? My parents knew humans weren’t going to allow us to live or if they did, we’d be kept in cages for the rest of our lives. Opalites, even in this hostile enviroment can live a long time. Far longer than humans. They didn’t want us to end up caged like animals.::
Zach stared at our entwined fingers. “Why did you come here? I’ve never been able to figure out why such an advanced civilization as yours would chose to come to Earth, especially if you weren’t interested in conquest.”
::We were interested in studying you, like anthropologists travel to distant countries to study their cultures. You are a primitive society compared to ours, and the adults wanted to learn more about you.::
“Yet they brought their children. Didn’t they think we might resist or fight back?”
I shrugged, not knowing the answer to that. I had most of the memories from my parents in my mind, but some things they didn’t tell me. ::I’m not sure why we were brought along, though my sister was born during the flight here and so were a few of the children.::
“So your parents dump you with humans they trust, and they go and what? Give themselves up? Stand there and let humans kill them?” Zach’s voice held a hint of sarcasm.
I pushed him away, and climbed off the bed. Dismissing the fact I was naked, I paced the room, trying to figure out how best to break the news. Once I realized who Zach was, I knew the time would come when I told him who I really was. Yet I didn’t want him to know. I wanted him to remain ignorant of so many things.
::I have to get inside the main government facility. They have an object I need to complete my mission.::
He blinked at my change of subject, but I still needed time to work out what I was going to say to him about that.
“I can get you in there.”
I whirled to look at him. ::You can?::
“Sure.” He shrugged. “I have clearance, even though I haven’t used it in years. They don’t suspect I’m part of the rebellion, and if they did, they haven’t done anything about it yet. Maybe they’re just waiting for the right moment to strike.”
Knowing the government like I did, I wouldn’t be surprised if Zach was right. I just had to hope I was around when they came for him. I would make sure they never got their hands on him.
::I appreciate it. Maybe Rissia will be there as well, and I can gather her up when we leave.::
“What are you getting from there? What is this object and what is your mission?”
Resting my hands on my hips, I frowned. ::To be honest, I don’t know exactly what it is. I’ve always called it the jewel. It could be anything.::
“Then how will you know if you’ve found it?”
::I’ll feel it.:: I touched my chest. ::My soul will recognize it.::
Zach nodded. “Okay. I guess I’ll accept that. What’s your mission? You still haven’t told me that.”
I turned away from him and stalked to the windows. I ripped the curtains down, exposing the floor to ceiling panes of glass. Looking out into the night sky, I rested my forehead on the cool surface.
::My mission is to get every Opalite left here on earth home. With the jewel, I can create a portal in the universe, that will take us all home.::
Silence filled the air of the room, and I closed my eyes. Was Zach getting ready to alert the government to the power they held in their hands? Or was he trying to decide how to break the news to me that I was crazy to believe such an item existed?
Footsteps sounded behind me, then Zach placed his hands on my shoulders. He nuzzled the nape of my neck, and I sighed.
“Were you just going to leave me behind once you got the jewel?”
I shook my head. ::No, I was going to break every rule I’d ever been taught, and ask you to come with me.::
Story will be up tomorrow
Sorry. I got caught up in working on my newest story, and trying to get my other short story finished. I didn’t have time to write the next installment of They Walk Among Us, but I’ll do it today. There’ll be one tomorrow, I promise.
Writing went well yesterday. Got a good start on From Slavery to Freedom, and added another 1k to my short story, which now means I need another 5k before I can consider it long enough…lol.
I hope you all have a great day.
Holy February…
I can’t believe January is already gone. Seems like I was just figuring out my New Year’s resolutions. (which I didn’t actually make because I never keep them..lol)
But looking back over the last month, it was a good one. I finished two stories. To be honest, one doesn’t really count because I wrote most of it the last week of December, and subbed it on the second of January. Pursuing Hope was my first try at a f/f story, and it’s a Young Adult one as well. I sent it off to my editor at Featherweight Publishing, and yesterday, they let me know they wanted it. Yay! It’s not very angsty or anything like that. It’s about a girl looking for a date to prom. She just happens to be a lesbian.
I sent my edits in for Famine, so it’ll be out on the 20th of this month. Also, Bring Him Gold will be out on the 12th. I have two print books coming out this month as well. War and The Longest Stride will be available at some point this month. Woot!
Gypsies went off to my editor at Total e-Bound, and I started working on a short story for them as well. I’ll still be working on it because it’s like halfway done, but I need to start From Slavery to Freedom, the sequel to Out of Light into Darkness today. So for a little while, I’ll be working on three books, until I get the really short story done.
Well, at the end of this month, I’ll also have some big news. Nothing bad, so don’t worry about that. Just a few changes happening. All of it will be good (at least I hope you’ll think so.)
Have a great day, everyone.
They Walk Among Us
They Walk Among Us copyright c. 2012 T.A. Chase
Part Thirty-Two-
“I know. I’m just tired, and slightly overwhelmed by everything. You’re different than when I first met you. It’s only been a day or two, and yet everything is different now.” I babbled, yet I couldn’t seem to get a hold of myself.
He drew me into his arms, and held me tight. ::I know I’m different. I wish I’d had time to warn you about all of this, but there wasn’t any. To be honest, I hadn’t planned on including you in any of this. You were just going to be the cute doctor who checked me out in the emergency room.::
“Cute, huh?” I eased a few inches away from him and looked into his dark eyes.
::Of course, you’re cute. I’m not telling you anything that you don’t know all ready. You do know, if you weren’t quite so hot, I might not have gone against my own rules. I involved you in something very dangerous, Zach, and I’m sorry for that.::
I studied him, and realized something. I didn’t know half of what was actually happening around me, and nothing of Raven’s true plans, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was being with him. I slid my hands up into his hair, pulling his mouth to mine.
Our breath mingled as we plundered each other’s mouths, biting and sucking. He encircled my waist, and crushed me to his body. I yielded, something inside telling me he needed to be in control at the moment. He swept me up and carried me to the bed. I was so caught up in our kiss, I didn’t notice when he set me down and started stripping me.
When cooler air hit my chest, I stepped away from him and looked down. My shirt hung open and the buttons were missing. I glanced at him, and Raven grinned.
::I’ll buy you a new shirt.::
“It’s okay. I have more.” I quickly removed the rest of my clothes and crawled onto the bed. “Do we have lube? Do we need condoms?”
I heard the rip of fabric, and without looking, knew Raven had torn some of his clothes in a rush to get undressed. A thrill went through me. It was the first time a lover had been so excited to fuck me.
::There might be some lube under the pillow. We don’t need condoms because neither of us can get sick from the other. I’ve never had a human illness.::
“Great. It’ll be my first time going bareback.”
I’d never trusted any of my lovers enough to allow them such intimacy. Of course, trusting Raven had nothing to do with it. He wasn’t human, so I believed him when he said he couldn’t get sick, and I couldn’t get any human diseases from him.
::Get the lube out and hand it to me.::
The mattress dipped behind me as Raven joined me on the bed. I was on my hands and knees, and he seemed to want me to stay that way. I slid one of my hands under the pillows, searching for the bottle of slick. I grunted when I found it.
“Here,” I said as I held it back to him.
::Thank you.::
The pop of the top was the only warning I got. I shivered as cool lube trickled from the top of my crease down over my hole. Raven rubbed his fingers against my puckered opening, and I dropped my head to rest on my hands as I rocked back, begging for more than just a touch.
I wanted him to invade me, to claim me in every intimate way possible. I wanted to be filled by him, and feel his hot cum flood my inner passage, making me his in such a primitive way.
Raven must have got the message because he pressed two fingers into me, and I gasped as the burn of pain rushed through me. I worked to relax, and Raven didn’t move until I nodded, letting him know it was okay. Slowly, he began to stretch me, preparing me to take him.
“Right there.” I moaned when his knuckles brushed over my gland, shooting electricity through me.
He leaned over my back, brushing kisses along my spine, as he drove me closer and closer to the edge, but I didn’t want to fall over without him right beside me.
“Please, Raven. I want you inside me when I come. Now. I need your cock now,” I pleaded shamelessly, not caring how I sounded. All I knew was I had to have him.
::Okay, love.::
I felt empty when he removed his fingers, but the push of his dick into my ass filled me in a way no other man ever had. I understood it was silly to think that, yet it was what my heart told me, and I listened to it. I breathed deeply as he continued to shove his way in without stopping until he was buried to the base of his cock inside me.
We paused for a moment, and I savored the way he made me feel. He gripped my hips with strong fingers, leaving bruises I would see in the morning. I clenched my muscles around his shaft, and Raven grunted before he started thrusting.
Soon the room was full of grunts, groans, and the sound of skin against skin as Raven reamed my ass, taking me the way I wanted, hard and fast. I braced my hands on the mattress as best I could and pushing back, meeting each one of his strokes. He reached around me, wrapping his hand around my cock, and squeezing.
I was caught between his cock and his hand; each forcing me into the darkness where my climax overtook me. I yelled as my orgasm hit with the strength of a tsunami. I coated his hand and the sheets beneath me with cum. He slammed into me a few more times before he froze, flooding my channel with hot cum of his own.
We shuddered and shivered, milking each other for every last drop of cum before we collapsed into a tangled pile on the bed.
January is almost over…
What the hell happened to this month? Where did it go, and how did it go by so fast? lol Well, at least we get an extra day in February, right?
I’m working on a short story at the moment. I got 3k typed in last night. I probably have another 5k or so written out in long hand I have to transcribe. The story itself only has to be 10-15k, so I’ll definitely hit the word count. I’m hoping to get it done tomorrow. I want to cross it off my list, so I can start my next story. No rest for the wicked, I guess. Actually, I have a couple trips planned through out the year, and I’d like to be ahead on my writing schedule, so if I end up taking some time off during those vacations, I won’t have to panic. We’ll see how well it works out.
Well, I hope you all have a marvelous Monday.
Busy weekend
Well, I’m hoping to finish up the additional stuff I had to add to an older story to make it long enough to go into print. If I do, then I’ll go back to working on The Deepest Cut. I have until the end of the month to wrap this older story up. Once Feb. 1st comes around, I have to start on the sequel to Out of Light into Darkness and another short story.
I’m having lunch tomorrow with some friends, but I do plan on doing as much writing over the weekend as I can.
Hope you have an awesome Friday, and great weekend, everyone.
They Walk Among Us
They Walk Among Us copyright c. 2012 T.A. Chase
Part Thirty-One:
::Are you almost finished?::
::For the moment. Everyone I don’t trust has been locked up in the cells. Those I trust are going through all the buildings to see what supplies are here. If the government didn’t already know about this place, I’d use it as our staging area.::
I froze in the middle of examining a patient. ::The government knows about this facility?::
A tired snort came from behind me, and I turned to see Raven leaning against the wall just inside the door of the medical building. I wanted to rush over to him, and simply hug him. He looked worn out, which made me wonder what he’d been doing to get so exhausted so fast.
The Opalites in the room turned to look at Raven, and to my complete surprise, they all knelt. Or at least the ones who were able to knelt. The others bowed their head or made some kind of gesture of respect.
“Who is that?” One of the humans whispered to me.
“Well, I know his name, but I’m thinking he hasn’t told me everything about him.” I met Raven’s gaze with a steady stare of my own.
“He is the Szef, the one we’ve been waiting for.” Linda stood and returned to bandaging one of the injured.
“Oh, so you’re like the Messiah or something,” I joked as I finished stitching up the man’s arm, while keeping Raven’s position in the room fixed in my mind.
Disapproval rolled off most of the people around me, and I frowned, trying to figure out what was going on. Then I realized even the humans would see Raven as a hero. He saved them from Gideon, and the man’s insane treatment.
::Sorry.::
::Don’t worry about it. We’re tired, and need to rest. Are you almost done here?::
I sensed Raven standing closer to me, and after I set the last stitch, tying the thread off, I turned to find him right next to me. Again I wanted to take him in my arms and hold him tight, but something told me he didn’t want me to touch him at the moment.
“Linda and Fatmia, would you ladies be able to keep an eye on everyone for me during the rest of the night?” I stripped off the gloves I’d been wearing. “I’m sure some of the least injured could help out as well.”
“Yes, Doctor. We’d be happy to take care of things here. We’ll clean everything as well.” Linda kept her eyes averted from Raven, like looking directly at him showed disrespect.
::I’ll set guards at the doors as well. You’ll have no need to worry about anyone trying to hurt you again.::
Raven must have sent his thoughts into both our brains, because Linda nodded.
“Thank you, Szef.” She inclined her head before returning to where Fatmia stood.
I started when Raven laid his hand on my arm. He was cold as ice, and when I looked closer at him, his lips were tinged slightly blue.
“Let’s go.”
We hustled out of the medical building, and were half way across the compound’s yard before I pulled him to a stop.
“Do you need medical attention, Raven? You really don’t look good, and you’re freezing.”
Raven licked his lips, managing to dredge up a smile for me. ::I need to meditate for a little while, then I need you to hold me while we sleep. I used up a great deal of my strength dealing with Gideon and his men. I’ve never used so much.::
I wasn’t sure if I believed him or not, but I let him tug me forward. He knew I wasn’t completely convinced.
::Believe me, Zach. If I needed anything more than sleep and meditation, I’d tell you. I’m not glossing over how I feel. I wouldn’t lie to you.::
“All right. Where are we going?”
::There are rooms we can use in the main building. It won’t be the rooms Gideon and Tyler used. I refuse to sleep in those.::
“What did you do to Gideon? Tyler was completely freaked out by you.”
::I tore Gideon’s heart from his chest.::
Shock brought me to a stand still. I stared at Raven, unbelieving at his casual tone about what he did.
“I’m a doctor, and I know how impossible something like that is to do,” I pointed out.
He looked at me, and there was sorrow buried deep in his eyes. ::As an Opalite who has come into my full power, I can do it without a struggle. I read his mind, Zach. I know his every thought and secret wish. He was a rabid dog, and deserved to be put down the way I chose to do it. For one like Gideon, there could have been no mercy.::
Nodding, I gestured for him to continue on. There was no reason to argue with him, since I couldn’t bring Gideon back to life anyway. Also, I’d seen the results of his torture on my patients, and while I wasn’t a hundred percent sure ripping his heart out of his chest was the best way to deal with him, it wasn’t my call to make.
We went inside the main house, and while there were people moving around the rooms and hallways, none of them stopped us. They all showed respect to Raven by bowing slightly as we passed. They wouldn’t meet my gaze either, which made me wonder who they thought I was.
::We’re in here.::
Raven stopped outside a pair of double doors where two large men stood. One opened the door for us, and Raven rested his hand on my lower back to usher me in. The thud of the door closing behind me brought to mind the clang of a prison cell door sliding shut.
After he dropped his hand, Raven gripped my shoulder and turned me around. ::You aren’t a prisoner here, Zach. If you want, you can sleep in a different room, or leave the compound all together. You’re an adult, and you know what the consequences of those actions might be, but I won’t stop you.::
New cover for Death
here’s the awesome cover for Death, the last of The Four Horsemen books. It comes out on April 16th. I love it…and I love the covers for all of these books. They fit each story with the colors and scenery.
I thought I’d share the blurb with you.
Death, the Pale Rider and the most feared member of the Four Horsemen, has been searching through the centuries for a soul to save him from his solitary life.
In the 1700s, Gatian Almasia was rich and a sought-after member of Parisian society. No one realised he’d lost his reason for living three years earlier. When his sister accuses another nobleman of raping her, Gatian does what any older brother would do. He challenges the man to a duel, and kills him. Later that night, the dead man’s family takes their revenge on Gatian.
Gatian’s death is just the beginning of the journey he must take as Death, the Pale Horseman of Apocalyptic fame. While he doesn’t regret taking the nobleman’s life, the guilt of not being there when his lover died builds a wall around his heart, and until he accepts forgiveness, he must always be Death.
Pierre Fortsecue is a spoiled rich young man whose heart is broken by the man he thinks he loves. Finding himself alone in Paris, Pierre sinks into a haze of heroin. He gets a tainted baggie of the drug, and almost dies from it. Death arrives to take his soul, and something about Pierre touches the Pale Horseman, who steals him away to help heal.
As Pierre heals and Death begins to feel again, they begin to wonder if love really is the only emotion needed to overcome desolation and destruction.
Hope you’re all looking forward to reading Death’s story as much as I am to have you read it.
Have a great day, everyone.
They Walk Among Us
They Walk Among Us copyright c. 2012 T.A. Chase
Part Thirty-
Tyler left with the Opalites, and I finished punching in the code. The locks on the cells snicked, and the doors slid open to free the people inside. Those who could walk helped the others who couldn’t. I went to Anson’s cell, and the young Opalite hung onto the bars, but he was standing.
“Do you need help getting out of here? I noticed there was a medical building on my way over here.” I turned to look at all the others who gathered around me. “I’d like to have all of you to come over there with me. I want to check each of you out before you leave.”
“Where would we go?” The human woman stepped closer to Anson. She wrapped her arm around his waist, letting him lean on her. “We know where the building is. I’ll make sure everyone gets there okay.”
“Thank you. If you think you’ll be okay on your own, I’ll go ahead and get things ready for you.”
She nodded. “Go on. It might take us a little while, but we’ll be there.”
Anson reached out and grabbed my arm. “Will the Szef be there?”
I wasn’t sure how long it would take Raven to deal with Tyler and the other rebels, but I did know eventually he’d come to check on the prisoners.
“He might not be there when you arrive, but he’ll show up eventually to check on all of you.”
Anson nodded, and I turned to leave. Seeing all the wounds and bruises on the people made me clench my hands in rage. How dare Gideon use people as his toys? What did he think he would gain by torturing and hurting them? They certainly wouldn’t follow him.
::He was experimenting on the Opalites, and on the humans as well.::
“Experimenting? How? Why?” I didn’t care if I looked crazy, talking to myself. I just didn’t have the energy to send my thoughts at the moment.
::Somehow Gideon figured out Opalites were more than they were portrayed. We had powers no human knew about, and other intriguing things about us that he wanted or felt he needed to know.::
I understood the sarcasm in Raven’s words. It was a problem most humans had. They believed they had the right to know everything about everyone or every thing. It was a God-given right, even if the person or alien in question didn’t want to give up their secrets.
“How did he find out about you?”
I got to the medical building, and shoved open the door to get inside. I flicked on the lights, and cringed at the condition of the rooms. Gideon obviously didn’t let his people get treated often. Dust coated every surface, and the instruments were in disarray. I thrust my hand through my hair, messing it up as I tried to decide where to start first.
::I’m sending some Opalites to help you. They’re older than Anson, so their powers are more developed. They’ll be able to diagnose what’s wrong with the people. It’ll save you a little time, and you can figure out how to treat them.::
“How did they manage to survive Gideon and not be tortured?”
::They did what we were told to do from the very beginning. They hid in plain sight, and became invisible in a way.::
“You know, we have a lot to talk about when all of this is taken care of.”
::Yes, and I promise I will tell everything I can, but you have to understand, there are some things I can’t tell you because they aren’t just my secrets. Others are involved.::
“At the moment, I’ll take what I can get.”
I snatched up a bucket, and filled it with hot water and soap. Two slender dark haired women slipped into the building, and without saying a word, they got more buckets, and started helping me clean.
“Can either of you talk?”
“I can. I’m Linda, and this is Fatmia.” One of the women spoke up.
After studying her for a second, I memorized her face, so I could tell her apart from Fatmia. They looked remarkably alike, but Linda had a mole at the corner of her mouth.
“Good. Once this place is clean, and the injured start arriving, please assess them. Make a decision on how serious their wounds are. I want to work on the most seriously injured first.”
“We need to triage them?” Linda asked, glancing up from where she scrubbed one of the exam tables.
“Right.” I was impressed by her knowledge of emergency room jargon. “Were you a nurse?”
“In the army medical corps for eight years. I separated from the military when I fell in love with Fatmia. I didn’t want to risk her.”
Linda touched Fatmia’s hand with a loving caress. I smiled, and nodded.
“Makes sense. Actually having women helping me might be better for some of the patients, especially the women.”
We had just finished cleaning up when the first group arrived. I’d set up the sanitizer to clean and disinfect the instruments. The first batch came out as four people walked in. Linda and Fatmia got them to tables, and assessed them quickly.
“Doctor, I think this gentleman needs to be looked at first,” Linda called me over to where an older man lay on the table.
I joined her, and checked his vitals. It didn’t look good. As I worked on him, he slipped into unconsciousness. I barely managed to stabilize him, because I didn’t have all the modern equipment I needed to patch him up the right way.
“Put him in the corner there.” I gestured to a corner farther from the noise and crowd. “Make sure there’s a curtain around him, and we need someone to sit with him. He needs to be monitored until we can transport him to a better facility.”
One of the less injured humans offered to sit with the man, and I let him. I didn’t have time as more and more trickled in. At one time, when I looked up, I saw more people helping Linda and Fatmia. They bandaged lesser wounds and took vitals for me.
::People will help out, if you give them the opportunity to do so.::
Hello and welcome….
To my shiny new website and blog. There are still a few things that need to be tweaked, but all in all, it’s a beautiful new place. My web mistress has been pulling out her hair to set things up in a more organized manner than I had it. Now there are pages for my publishers, my series, my print book, and my single titles. Also, you can peek at the coming soon page, which will give you dates, and an idea of what I might be working on.
There’s also a free reads page, where you can download my free read I did for Samhain for Christmas. I’m thinking, from now on, I might add each new blog story to it as I finish it, making it available in it’s entirety for you all without having to actually buy it. I know you’re willing to do that, but now that I have the place and the ability to do it, I think I’ll be doing that way.
So the next blog story installment will be up tomorrow, and on Wednesday, I’m going to be sharing my new cover for the last Four Horseman book, Death.
Have a great day everyone.



