The Meeting
Daniel sat back and tried to relax his muscles. They were still sore from his deathly ordeal but his recovery had come quickly. He had not seen Trillion in about a week. He felt and even heard things with more regularity now. He was on his way to a bookstore to meet the team. The team consisting of people who were like him. They could see the beings that had infiltrated human society. Red-shifters, Trillion had called them. The Others.
They passed by a place called The Glass, a small and popular music venue. Someone big was in town. There was an impossible line snaking all the way around the block. The taxi rounded the corner a block down toward a tiny, rundown looking building crammed in between a pub and an old pharmacy. It was pouring rain and Dan's senses were on high alert. Hard to get used to. His feelings of helplessness and out-of-control experiences had gone away. The black outs, the feelings of flying. Gone. These were burgeoning aspects of his talent of discernment. Thankfully that phase was gone.
The taxi pulled to a stop in front of a pitiful looking bookstore. Dan paid the driver and pulled his coat up around his head to shield himself from the rain. It looked dim inside. He tried to push in the door, hearing the taxi drive away.
"Come on, come on!" He said impatiently. The door was locked. He banged on the door, feeling rain slide down his back. Finally the door opened. A short man with thick, wide glasses peered out.
"Hi. I'm Dan!" The man opened the door wider to let him in and Dan pushed his way in from the rain.
"Nasty out there." Said the man, closing and locking the door.
"I don't usually close up this early. This is cutting into profits you know, Trillion." Said the little man. Dan looked around. the smell was musty and very old. Profits, huh? he thought.
"By the way, I'm Andrew. I own this palace." He said dryly. Dan nodded.
It appeared he was the last one to arrive. There were four other people gathered, Trillion among them.
"Glad you could make it, Dan." Said Trillion in his usual gentle voice. Dan now turned around and got a good look at the team. There was the bookseller Andrew, short, harried looking and a little disheveled. There was another man dressed in black with jet black spiky hair, scuffed boots with intense eyes boring into him.
"Jack." He said curtly. He nodded slightly but didn't have much to say beyond his name. There was also a young woman. She looked she smiled but Dan felt it was more out of nervousness than anything else. She had a jittery aura about her as if she felt she were being chased. Not surprising given the circumstances. But there seemed to be a heightened sense of fear in her.
"I'm Mary." She said and reached out her hand to shake his. He shook it.
"Good to meet you." He said. Of course there was Trillion, or T.
"Well, let's get started. I brought you all here because of your gifts. Also to bring you out of the wild and into safety." Said Trillion. "And Andrew here, a trusted friend and one who believes in the existence of the Others was good enough to lend us his store for our meetings. You are all here because you can see what others can't. You see them outlined in red. That is for a reason. Their aura gives off such a color. Some humans, like yourselves, have been imbued with the talent to fight the coming takeover. Super powers, you might say."
"Super powers?" Asked Jack with a slight smirk.
"Super powers. You have the ability of a sort yourself and you doubt it?"
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the blueshifters, parts 1 + 2 (Complete!)
Science FictionThree young people find that they have special powers as empathic adepts - powers to see The Others. The Others are creatures that look like humans and act like humans but they are definitely not humans and they have a sinister plan for the human ra...