As far as you knew, as a human being in whatever town, city, or continent that you inhabit, males are incapable of having or carrying children, and six months ago I would have gladly agreed with you. Six months ago things were normal, as normal as things could get for paranormal investigators anyways, but after our lockdown at Poveglia Island and both Zak and I were possessed; everything changed.
Zak's possession was projected on national television and thousands of screens across the world witnessed his outburst on Aaron, the destruction of his camera, and Zak's struggle to regain control of his body that was locked in a spiritual tug of war, but due to Zak's wishes, America was shielded from the footage that Aaron captured when the violent spirit turned its attention on me.
Neither Nick nor Aaron would allow me to go near Zak during the few moments he was possessed, fearing that he would not only cause me physical harm, but due to my emotional attachment to Zak, it would open my body to be possessed as well. As Nick tried to control Zak, asking him to follow us out of the building, I remained standing behind him when his dark eyes turned to me. I don't remember much passed this point in that night, but I remember Nick failing to restrain Zak and I remember the sound Nick's body made as it was thrown across the room when Zak slammed into him with so much force you could hear the smack of flesh and the give of bone. By the time I attempted to move to Nick's side, Zak was upon me and he lifted me from the ground by my waist and sent me backwards into the cement wall.
The collision of my head against the wall made me literally see stars and I blinked lazily, looking down into the eyes of Zak as Nick and Aaron were pulling on him in attempt to get him to let me go. The beautiful green eyes that I had found myself so attracted to looked up into mine and my camera fell from my hands, crashing into the floor that my feet dangled from. There was no green in Zak's eyes, or anything left of Zak in them at all. Evil had taken them over and as Zak snarled at me in a demonic voice, the last thing I remembered was the feeling of my head hitting the wall again before everything went black.
After that moment, Zak's possession stopped as quickly as it began but whatever had been inside him, whatever had taken him over so violently, moved into me when I was knocked unconscious. From that moment on it was as if I was watching the remainder of the investigation and the events afterwards through a fuzzy television with bad reception. I could see what I was doing and I could hear what I was saying, but I couldn't control any of it. I screamed for Zak to help me as he picked me up off of the ground and asked if I was alright with concern on his face, but instead of screaming for help as I was doing in my head; I told him everything was alright. I couldn't tell Zak that I was possessed or reach out for help in any way. To be locked inside your own body with no capabilities to reach out to the person you love, or anyone for that matter, is the worst kind of mental and emotional torment that I've ever been through.
That night we all went back to the hotel room to get some rest before we traveled for another investigation. Nick and Aaron were in their separate rooms, but Zak and I always roomed together. Before that night, if you feel the need to know, I had never had sex with Zak before. Sure we had always fooled around as couples normally do, but sex was something I was saving for marriage, or at least a more appropriate time when our lives weren't so hectic and we were ready to settle down. To this day, I still don't know if the spirit just had an interest in Zak or wanted to carry out its plan of procreation, but the spirit willed Zak into making love that night. It was wild, passionate, and erotic sex, and it was everything I've always wanted to experience with Zak but never had the chance to. I love Zak with every part of my being. He's what makes me able to breathe, what wills me to go forwards every day of my life, and without him, hell, I honestly don't know where I would be in life.
I watched myself move in rhythm with Zak beneath the sheets, unable to feel what was going on or react to what was happening. Every place on his muscled form that my nails touched, three scratches formed into his golden skin and I only felt the evil that was controlling my body surge with enjoyment as each moment passed. Our bodies pressed together as one and I felt a wave of energy leave my body the moment Zak called out in pleasure. It was a wave of energy that didn't feel right, didn't feel normal, as it passed into him through me. I was possessed by something supernatural, a being of another world that wasn't supposed to exist in ours, and I could only guess that its ability to cause paranormal occurrences; caused something paranormal. At that moment as Zak felt his release, I felt an explosion of energy leave me and Zak's naked form fell backwards off the bed and onto the floor. I remember gasping as everything came back into focus as if the weight of the spirit was lifted off of my body and I had control again. I remember hurrying to the edge of the bed to see Zak curled in the floor with his arms wrapped around his stomach in agony.
This is the part where I wish I could say Nick and Aaron burst onto the scene, realizing something had been wrong with me since we left the Island and explained to Zak that I was possessed, but sadly that didn't happen. I was angry with Zak, angry that he didn't notice a difference in my attitude or couldn't tell that it wasn't me controlling my body. So angry in fact that after I explained that I had been possessed and didn't choose to sleep with him, I left and went back to my hometown for nearly two months, ignoring all of his calls and texts. It wasn't until Aaron called me and told me that Zak was acting weird and getting sick constantly that I came back to the team.
I can't explain to you how Zak got impregnated in human anatomy terms because all I know is that something supernatural happened. I can only guess that the explosion of energy I felt was the passing of my egg, or something to that extent, into Zak.
I'm just a paranormal investigator here, not a biologist, but at least you're probably more clued in now and don't think I'm a raving lunatic. Or maybe you still do..