The bus jolted going down the road and I startled awake, I quickly flipped my cell open and checked the time. 2:00 AM Showed itself evilly in the corner of my phone, I was a very patient person and long rides were never a huge bother to me but since being on the bus my internal sleeping clock has been off. That does bother me. Looking around I notced many of the people on the bus were still asleep, they didn't startle at every bump. They either didn't suspect that aliens were out there to get them or they weren't worried because they were already one, and now were helplessly screaming in the only piece of their mind they still had to themselves. I was a restless sleeper, and when I did dose off I was still completely aware of everything around me, after four...was it five now? Years of fighting off aliens who liked to jump you when you were down or not paying attention for a few minutes it became a survival instinct.
Evetually the lit up signs out on the sides of roads told me I had reached my destination, I was going to finally see if the stories were true or if they were all a trap. I pulled my phone out again and quickly texted back to Sparx, my friend I had almost lost from the losses of the others. - I've arrived at my destination. Keep you informed. Stay invisible- Stay invisible, it was what we all said before we would go on a raid or say when someone was going on a personal mission or even staying behind. Stay invisible don't let them get you because that is not the worst of it, the worst is being there looking through the eyes of your body and watching as they find your friends, your companions, your allies and slowly torture them, kill them...or infest them. I shook my head and pulled the small string on the bus, the small red sign glowed notifying the driver that I wanted off. I wanted to get off and find if the stories were true.
The small bus terminal was empty though that's what I guessed not many people exactly came off the bus at 2:00 AM. I walked through the terminal every hair on my body prickled up waiting for the inevitable sounds of the Vissor Four though even I knew it was impossible to hear her voice again. We had killed her in one of last raids, the true glory went to Sparx he jumped right up and ended it all. Is animal body is small and thin but it can still do lots of damage espically went those long pointed teeth hit perfectly into the jugular. I still remember it, Sparx luckily passed out the moment he released his grip on her controller neck. Blood, everywhere the rd stained the walls and the bodies of who was left in the group. Her controlled body was a larger women and so a larger body needs more blood. I still remember grabbing Sparx in my teeth dragging his small limp fox body away from the cahaos of it all. I remember how that day two of the other members died simply because I wasn't strong enough. I saved Sparx but was to damaged and exhausted to go back for the others I wiated until it all died down and emptied. The Hork Bijar and Taxxon ran out in a frenzy, when I eventually went down I managed to get the other two to demorph but we did not have the box and demorphing didn't heal us fully.
I fell to the floor of the terminal, my heart pounded in my chest and sweat dripped down my temple. Even thinking about that night made me sick to my stomach and soon after falling I ran to a trash can and became sick. After wondering my way into the bathroom I washed up and groomed myself to seem as if nothing had happened because I simply could not walk out of here and end up in the situation of running into someone looking as if I saw a ghost, though the event was close enough to a ghost as anything else in my life. I left and headed towards a forest some ways in town after a few hours of walking and carrying a large bag of my articles I found myself in the forest I had read of, large and very wild I should be safe from human and controller eyes in here. Finding the perfect pair of trees I tied my hammack up as well as my bug net crawling into it and settled down for good nights sleep and the hopes that tomorrow should lead me to find some clues about the rumours of a rebellion right here in this area. Before nodding off, my phone bussed angerly at me, how many times has it gone off?
Text 1: - I've found some good information for you about that area-
Text 2: -Tabby are you still there? Our phones personal GPS says your right on the money, don't tell me you've already fallen asleep-
Text 3: -I will not sleep until I have your response don't let this be a long night for me Tabby-
I smiled, quickly texted back that I had indeed fallen asleep and soon was given a sharp reply with information of the area and a small map sent to my phone for my directional use. He had also put a bit more "money" into my bank account so I could afford to bail myself otu incase I break this countries laws. I laughed quietly to myself until I could text him goodnight and rolled over in my sleeping bag.
The tears that rolled down my face weren't fear but pain, how much I knew the group had wanted to go traveling together. Damn, more tears but these were the last of them and I could tell. I let them go that night, I had to, I let them go...