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We're Waiting for You - Part 4 (1933 hits)

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Rating: 2 on 13 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
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Submitted by JMG114 (View user info) at 2006-08-30 11:33:23 EDT


Part 1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/92203
Part 2: http://www.ubersite.com/m/92250
Part 3: http://www.ubersite.com/m/92385



The ambulance pulled away. Lara, Robert, and Noah Houghton climbed into their car and followed John's bereaved parents to the hospital. John might have followed them. He might have tried to enter his father's car. He might have even chosen to ride in the back of the ambulance and again attempt reentry to his body.

It was the stare of a large white wolf that had stopped him. Its green eyes were bright but not unkind. It stood barely shorter than John himself. It kept its mouth closed, moving only occasionally to sniff the air. John hadn't moved for several minutes, afraid that the beast would attack him. It stepped closer. John stepped backward.

It was halfway across the street, and John was a mere second away from running off when it called out to him in a low, gruff voice. "John Morgan, I mean you no harm. I will not hurt you. I am Sibuna."

Sibuna continued advancing slowly and John haltingly whispered, "Y-you're a wolf."

Sibuna finished walking across the street and sat down at the edge of the sidewalk. He narrowed his eyes. "I wasn't always. I was a human, once. Just like you used to be."

John protested, "I'm still a human! I have to get back in my body! I'm not supposed to be dead!" He vainly looked around for the ambulance and his parents.

Sibuna flared his nostrils and took a step closer. "Not so loud! They might sense you!"

"Who?"

The wolf looked around, then turned back to John. "I must take you to my lair in the forest. It'll be safe to talk there. Follow me and try not to make much noise. I assure you that I'm your friend. I know your grandfather, Max."

John's eyes widened. "Is grandpa here? Can I see him?"

"Follow me."

The wolf led John back across the dry fen and John had followed for several steps when Sibuna turned back around. "Also, don't breathe. You don't have to anymore. In fact, you shouldn't. It'll attract them."

John raised an eyebrow, then held his breath. He felt no pressure in his chest nor had the need to inhale any further. He realized that it would still be a hard habit to break. Again he asked, "Is grandpa here?"

"Be silent and follow close behind."

As they neared the ruin of the old factory, John decided that he didn't like Sibuna and thought about running away. Then, a question too important to ignore came up.

"Where's God?" John asked with sudden hopeful fervency, "He's here, isn't he?"

Sibuna stopped. The great wolf's ears perked up and his green eyes widened, as if he was straining to hear something down the wind. John looked around.

"Get down!" Sibuna barked. John's chest tightened and he flung himself down. Sibuna flattened himself also, edging over to partially cover the boy's body with his own. John felt great warmth from the wolf's body.

"It knows you're here," Sibuna growled.

John picked his head up slightly. He tried not to breathe, but darted his eyes around, curious as to what could strike such trepidation into the white wolf's heart.

He heard the sound of shuffling footsteps and a strange man turned the corner of the old factory. He slightly dragged his feet and seemed to be clad in an ethereal gray outfit, as if his very clothing was blurry to the eye. His sallow skin barely stretched over the bones of his hands and face. When John saw the man's eyes, the boy's mouth opened and a cold jab of terror shot down his spine. They looked as if they had been plucked out of their sockets only to be replaced backwards with the pupils facing into the head rather than out. Short, purple veins hung out from the pale white eyeballs.

John cried out. Sibuna glanced down at the boy. The man looked their way.



- To Be Continued -



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Submitted by I_love_Kracka (user info) at 2007-02-04 22:26:57 EST (#)
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-09-02 23:45:13 EDT (#)
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Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2006-09-02 23:11:47 EDT (#)
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Submitted by loki (user info) at 2006-09-01 12:26:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I thought I was caught up with these, but I missed this one.

Submitted by VelvetElvis (user info) at 2006-08-31 02:13:52 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Awesome opening paragraph.

Well thought-out storyline. Must read rest this week if time allows. (If not this week, soon, bookmarked it.)

Submitted by silent1 (user info) at 2006-08-31 01:33:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Looking forward to the next one.

Are you ever going to post the rest of Piper and the Sapphire Forest?

Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2006-08-30 22:03:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

You are officially invited to D-Prime Madness III: http://www.ubersite.com/m/92455 (although anyone CAN join.)

Jared, my hero, the funniest Uberer, writer of 'Moose Change' and 'J-Date,' I would be honored by your participation.

Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2006-08-30 21:47:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

This isn't humor. My serious stuff generally doesn't attract much attention. Diff'rent strokes for diff'rent folks.

Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2006-08-30 17:25:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I am sad this is not getting the attention your work typically deserves.



Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-08-30 13:03:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

cool

Submitted by Uberjunkie (user info) at 2006-08-30 12:38:02 EDT (#)
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I'm still with ya.

Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2006-08-30 12:20:45 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-08-30 11:42:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Oooh ... maca-ma-damia nuts.

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