Weird Things…7

Toledo walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of lemonade.  “That, was royally screwed up,”she said.

“But in a good way, right?” said Simmie.  “I mean the monster wasn’t  really a monster.  He was nice.  He has a pet.”

“He liked my pancakes,” said her mom, snickering softly.

“What about the 2’s eating in packs?  And a 2 in our garden in broad daylight?” asked Toledo  “A 3, sitting on the grass eating pancakes and telling me about his hamster!   THAT’S JUST WRONG!”

“It was like a guinea pig, it wasn’t a true guinea,” said Lee.

Toledo stared at him, guzzled her lemonade, then sat down.  “Okay, we have to find the 4 and kill it, right?  Does everyone agree?”

The all agreed.

“It’s here,” said Toledo’s mom, standing up, all the color drained from her face.  “The 4, it’s coming here…now.”

Everyone headed for the door. The energy from the spells they called up, causing tiny sparks to flash off their exposed skin.  They were as ready as they could be.

The 4 screamed and bent over, pounding his fists against the street.  He kept shaking his head back and forth.  He stood up to his full height, which was about nine feet, and pounded on his chest.  He was red, but faded in patches.  Hairless, with small eyes and a slit for a mouth, he was agitated and panting.

Lee stepped forward and said, “You trying to look like the monkey in the movie where he climbed the Empire State Building?”

The monster paused, then leaned forward to look at Lee more closely.

Toledo threw two stunning spells at the 4 and Simmie threw one of her binding spells  Toledo’s mother threw an energy net over him and the monster went down.  He started screaming again, tearing through the net, twitching from the spells, but he got up.  Toledo threw one spell after another, as she started running toward him, but then she heard gun shots, and saw her dad, walk out of the house, a Glock in each hand.  The bullets made the monster take a few steps back, which gave Toledo enough time to running forward, ready to climb the front of the monsters body, and go for his throat.”

The monster was waving his arms around and shouting, then he suddenly went still and started looking round.  He was bleeding from the gun shot wounds, but the wounds were closing fast, and the bullets were forced out of his body and falling to the street.

Everything stopped.  He turned and pulled a tree out of the ground, roots and all.  Still, no one moved.  Toledo’s hand was glowing with magic and she had a blade in her hand.

The monster turned and started walking away.

“His anger is gone,” said Toledo’s mother.  “I don’t feel the rage any longer, it’s as if it was just turned off, like a switch was flipped.”

“We can’t just let him go,” said Toledo, watching him leave.  “We have to kill him before he turns on again and kills a lot of people.”

“You’re right,” said Simmie.  “He killed that entire Flutter.’

“I don’t think it was him,” said April.  “I’ll be right back,” she said, flying to the 4.  She landed on his outstretched hand and while he was just grunting, she was talking to him.  She nodded now and then, using her hands to help explain things, when he didn’t seem to understand, then flew back to everyone.

“I think someone is influencing the monsters, they’re sending them through and using certain frequencies to enrage them.  He doesn’t want to be here.  I get the impression they are being sent here against their will.  I think, and this is my personal opinion, that someone, or some thing, wants them to be killed and they are using us to do it.”

“So we should send him home?” asked Toledo.

April nodded.  “If we can.  I think we need to look for the person who is controlling them.”

“He can’t really speak,” said Lee.

“I can read minds,” said April.

Lee looked horrified.

“It’s okay, Lee,” she said.  “A lot of people fall in love with us.”

Simmie, shoved him onto the grass.  “You’re in love with her?”

“What?  No!” he said, scooting away from her.

“Guys,” said Toledo.  “Can you talk about this later?  There’s a 4 sitting on the curb over there and he’s petting a dog.”

Everyone looked at the 4.

The dog seemed happy.  His tail was wagging so fast, he might have taken off, if he didn’t weigh so much.

“He won’t hurt the dog,” said Toledo’s mom.  “His brainwaves are so peaceful, it’s as if he’s been meditating for a week.”

“Quick question,” said Toledo.  “Are his brainwaves currently being manipulated, and can they change in a second, if that switch is flipped again?”

No one knew.

“I’m going to take him to where my kin were murdered and see if he can find a way back,” said April.  “I need a bottle of water, be right back.”

April came out of the house with a bottle of water that was almost as big as she was.  She flew to the 4 and handed it to him.  He nodded at her and threw the entire bottle into his mouth and began to chew.  It looked as if he tried to smile when the water exploded.  Hard to tell, since 4’s don’t have lips or much of a mouth.

Toledo, Lee and Simmie followed April and the 4 back to the battlefield.  The 4 looked around, sniffed the air and pointed.  A small swirl began and another monster jumped out of it and attacked our 4.  Yes, he was our’s now and no one messes with something that’s OURS.

We all attacked the new 4, and since he was distracted, trying to kill our 4, we were able to kill him quickly.  Lee was bleeding pretty bad again.  He had torn some stitches out and Simmie was trying to apply a pressure bandage to his ribs.  I was working to heal the 4, who was badly wounded.  I was applying healing spells on him, but he was massive and had a lot of wounds.  I was tired, but he seemed to be coming around.  Simmie came over and started doing the same thing.

“Did you ever, in your entire life think that you would be helping a 4?” she asked.

Toledo smiled.  “Never and if anyone even suggested it, I would have thought they were crazy.”

“So what are we going to do with him?”

“What do you think?  I think if he’s well enough, he can go through the way.  Otherwise he can come back to my house.”

April flew over and started covering the 4 with healing spells so powerful, he seemed healthier than when they met him.

“That was amazing,” said Toledo.  “I’ve never seen healing spells that strong.”

“I can teach you and Simmie,” she said.  “I think you have enough energy to handle it.”

“Thank you,” said Toledo.

“I would love to learn how to do that,” said Simmie.

“You know he’s not in love with me.  It’s just the glamour.  I try not to use it, but it’s a habit and part of who I am.”

Simmie looked at her.  “He should be stronger than that,” she said, disappointment in her voice.

“No one is strong enough to not be drawn into a fairies glamour.  No one.”

“Hey, can you help me get this gigantic mound of flesh to stand up?” asked Toledo, as she leaned against the 4.

“Will you heal Lee?” asked Simmie.

“Yes, but you first,” said April, putting her hands on Simmie.”