Chapter 2: Mission: Takeover
Tuku was back in the dark place, she sensed that the genii weren't impressed. She was scared of the feeling coming off of them. She couldn't see their faces, for they were silhouetted, making it all the scarier.
"What did I do wrong?" She asked fearfully.
"You were no supposed to interfere," A woman Genii retorted, her voice having a sort of distorted timbre to it. "You said to us you wanted to witness this Adrian Monk."
"You lied to us," A man's voice replied, having the same timbre. "It must be set right."
A thrill of terror shot through her, "I have to kill Trudy Monk?" She shook her head, tears spilling down her cheeks, "No, I won't do it," She was close to bawling.
A laugh and then, "No of course not, we are not murderers. You will have to cover for the fact that there is no girl's body in that water."
"Other wise you risk having the mundanes know freely about the black Pullet and that the magic CAN work." Another spoke with the same tone, "It will be disaster for us and humanity. So that it doesn't happen, if you fail, we will set you back in your Reality with your books of magic confiscated and your mind wiped of all knowledge of such things."
Their words chilled Tuku but she bowed, conceding defeat, "Yes O powerful Genii, I will do as you wish." I just hope I can do it time She thought.
"Nanther," They all said the greeting word as one sibilant symbol before she was enveloped in a white light.
Tuku was set in a beam of light gently down on a sidewalk were no people were coming for a moment. She looked around; knowing by now people would call the cops on her, seeing as she was the supposed drowning victim. She wondered briefly about the fact she can phase through objects in this mind- form state. She came across a park and sat on a bench there, hoping not to accidentally let her back or any part of her body phase through it.
"That'll be a good way to end my deadline." She muttered.
"Excuse me," A woman's voice called pleasant from near her, "What are you talking about?"
Tuku looked up and saw a woman in a business suit carrying a suitcase. "Oh sorry, I'm a writer and seem to have writer's block."
"I've gone through that too," The woman replied. She held out her hand for Tuku to shake it. "I'm Maria Winters, do you mind if I sit down next to you to sort through some of my paperwork?"
Tuku let her sit down and do her work. After awhile, Tuku asked, "What line of work do you do?"
"Oh, I'm a part-time journalist."
Tuku grinned inside, "Really, anything happen here lately?"
"I don't know, was there?"
"I heard a rumor that someone took a header from an apartment complex into the water and died or something."
Maria's eyes widened with true shock, "You're kidding right?" then shock gave away to morbid curiosity, "Can you tell me where this complex is, I might have a story."
Tuku got up and so did Maria, "I can do better than tell you," Tuku stated, but Maria didn't hear as she was in front of Tuku, her back to her. "I can tell you." She rushed to Maria's unprotected back and entered her body. As the two minds collided, the force of the battle inside her made Maria drop down to the ground and start retch. Tuku quickly took over, burying Maria's mind back into the far recesses of her brain. Before long, Tuku was standing, admiring her new body. She could feel Maria's true mind screaming far back in her thoughts in terror.
She started to placate her, "Calm down, we both can benefit, I can cover up something and you get your story."
But will this work? Maria asked.
"I'm sure, but there one hurdle we must cross."
What hurdle, She paused and then added hastily, Tuku, I don't like that tone.
"Adrian Monk," Tuku replied. Instantly she felt the woman's mind cringe.
We're as good as dead, there's no way you do what you need to do with Adrian Monk investigating it! There was a pause, and then, Exactly how much trouble are in you in, young lady?
"I resurrected his wife."
Tuku was back in the dark place, she sensed that the genii weren't impressed. She was scared of the feeling coming off of them. She couldn't see their faces, for they were silhouetted, making it all the scarier.
"What did I do wrong?" She asked fearfully.
"You were no supposed to interfere," A woman Genii retorted, her voice having a sort of distorted timbre to it. "You said to us you wanted to witness this Adrian Monk."
"You lied to us," A man's voice replied, having the same timbre. "It must be set right."
A thrill of terror shot through her, "I have to kill Trudy Monk?" She shook her head, tears spilling down her cheeks, "No, I won't do it," She was close to bawling.
A laugh and then, "No of course not, we are not murderers. You will have to cover for the fact that there is no girl's body in that water."
"Other wise you risk having the mundanes know freely about the black Pullet and that the magic CAN work." Another spoke with the same tone, "It will be disaster for us and humanity. So that it doesn't happen, if you fail, we will set you back in your Reality with your books of magic confiscated and your mind wiped of all knowledge of such things."
Their words chilled Tuku but she bowed, conceding defeat, "Yes O powerful Genii, I will do as you wish." I just hope I can do it time She thought.
"Nanther," They all said the greeting word as one sibilant symbol before she was enveloped in a white light.
Tuku was set in a beam of light gently down on a sidewalk were no people were coming for a moment. She looked around; knowing by now people would call the cops on her, seeing as she was the supposed drowning victim. She wondered briefly about the fact she can phase through objects in this mind- form state. She came across a park and sat on a bench there, hoping not to accidentally let her back or any part of her body phase through it.
"That'll be a good way to end my deadline." She muttered.
"Excuse me," A woman's voice called pleasant from near her, "What are you talking about?"
Tuku looked up and saw a woman in a business suit carrying a suitcase. "Oh sorry, I'm a writer and seem to have writer's block."
"I've gone through that too," The woman replied. She held out her hand for Tuku to shake it. "I'm Maria Winters, do you mind if I sit down next to you to sort through some of my paperwork?"
Tuku let her sit down and do her work. After awhile, Tuku asked, "What line of work do you do?"
"Oh, I'm a part-time journalist."
Tuku grinned inside, "Really, anything happen here lately?"
"I don't know, was there?"
"I heard a rumor that someone took a header from an apartment complex into the water and died or something."
Maria's eyes widened with true shock, "You're kidding right?" then shock gave away to morbid curiosity, "Can you tell me where this complex is, I might have a story."
Tuku got up and so did Maria, "I can do better than tell you," Tuku stated, but Maria didn't hear as she was in front of Tuku, her back to her. "I can tell you." She rushed to Maria's unprotected back and entered her body. As the two minds collided, the force of the battle inside her made Maria drop down to the ground and start retch. Tuku quickly took over, burying Maria's mind back into the far recesses of her brain. Before long, Tuku was standing, admiring her new body. She could feel Maria's true mind screaming far back in her thoughts in terror.
She started to placate her, "Calm down, we both can benefit, I can cover up something and you get your story."
But will this work? Maria asked.
"I'm sure, but there one hurdle we must cross."
What hurdle, She paused and then added hastily, Tuku, I don't like that tone.
"Adrian Monk," Tuku replied. Instantly she felt the woman's mind cringe.
We're as good as dead, there's no way you do what you need to do with Adrian Monk investigating it! There was a pause, and then, Exactly how much trouble are in you in, young lady?
"I resurrected his wife."