The Moon Childe (COMPLETED)

Chapter 4: A "Physical" Interrogation

During the long, painful car ride to the police station, Amelia was trying to slip the small device that Neston had given her out of her pocket; without attracting attention to her from the detectives. They were discussing how Detective Gull's newborn is causing trouble for his wife and older son, not that Amelia was listening. She slugged in the beatseat and attempted to looked upset; which worked because Remus looked over his shoulder and saw Amelia pouting. "What's wrong with you?" She glared at him through her matted brown hair and narrowed her eyes, as if saying "go to hell." Remus sighed and faced the windsheild again, but continued to talk to Amelia, who attempted to burn a hole in the back of his head.

"Why not tell us what's on your neck?"

"I'm not saying a fucking thing." She muttered under her breathe, but it was enough for him and Gull to hear her.

"Hey! Watch your mouth, young lady." Gull looked through the rearview mirror and made slight eye contact with her. When their eyes met, Amelia felt another twitch from her neck, she soon found out that the more upset she got, the more it would stab her neck. Only, as she continuously got angry, the pain began to expand around her whole neck and a little down her right shoulder.

"How do I watch my mouth?" she mocked him and snered at him. Both adults exchanged glances and remained silent. Amelia felt slightly accomplished at the fact that she silenced them, and looked out her window. Through the reflection of her window, she saw that the silver device, that once was roughly an inch in diameter, increased in its branching; it now surrounded nearly her whole neck, with a few thin branches reaching her right shoulder. Her eyes became wide in fear and suddenly knew that Neston and the others had to help her.

Forget about the two detectives in the front seat, she struggled frantically for the device in her pocket to slide out. Remus looked over at the scruming girl and noticed her neck. He shouted at Gull to oull over immediatly; he couldn't reach over the seat to stop her, because a thick glass window was in the way. Gull slowly pulled over; Remus didn't even wait for the police car to come to a complete stop before jumping out. Amelia finally got the device out when Remus opened the door behind his. She began to panic and attempted to use the device.

Amelia had a hand around it as Remus pulled out his pistol and pointed it at her. She stopped at glared at him. Gull leaped out of the parked car and opened the door next to Amelia. She was able to hide the device from both of them as Gull pulled her out onto the open freeway. Remus ran around the car and aimed his gun at her; Amelia landed on her chest and face, scratching it. Both detectives held their guns at her and demanded to know what was around her neck. She rolled over, but not fast enough to cover up that something was in her hand. Gull spotted it and called her out on it.

"Grenade!!!"

"What?? I don't have a grenade!"

"She's lying! I saw it!"

"Put the grenade down" Remus held the gun with one hand and used his other to indicate how Amelia should place the grenade on the ground.

However on the ground and handcuffed, Amelia stragged to stand up and face them. "I don't have anything," she said in a more relaxed voice, hoping to convince the detectives.

"What's wrong with your neck?! That isn't a tattoo," Remus, being such an observate detective, finally noticed that her neck was slowly becoming silver with her device expanding.

Amelia suddenly flinched with a strong stab of pain from her neck; the detectives watched as she fell to her knees and the alien device grew until it covered her whole right shoulder. She grinned her teeth in pain and tryed to carefully use the other device in her hand to inform Neston that she was dying. The detectives took a step back and slowly moved behind the car for protection; because they thought that she was about to explode or take the pin out of the "grenade" and use that. As she knelt in the open lane and yelled in pain, she felt the branching on her neck crawl up the back of her neck and slowly covering the back of her head, under her brown, messy hair. Once the device's branching reached her occipital bone, it pierced into her skull. She buried her face into the gravel on the street as she felt the device spike her occipital lobe; the source of human sight. She felt little branches travel down her optic nerves and fill her eyes with heavy liquid in her rheum; the liquid in the human eye. The new particlesburned her eyes inside out, she tryed to produce tears to cool the burning, but they wouldn't come. Minutes passed before the device calmed down and stopped growing; that's when Amelia began panting and actually forced the tip of the hand-held device in her arm and waited for her eyes to stop hurting.