Geneva Sommers and the Quest for Truth by C J Benjamin

Author:C J Benjamin [Benjamin, C J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crown Atlantic Publishing
Published: 2019-01-07T22:00:00+00:00

24

We were just a few yards from the opening to the fields when something stopped me in my tracks. Journey heard it too because he stopped and motioned for us all to come toward him.

“What’s going on, Tippy?” Nova telepathed.

“Not sure yet. I think there’s something out here. I think it’s a tarcat!”

“What?”

“Just stay with Sparrow and Remi. Journey and I will track it.”

Nova gathered the others and huddled with their backs to a large mossy tree, while Journey and I fanned out, keeping in constant eye contact with each other. I kept hearing the heavy panting of a large animal nearby, as well as the frantic sounds of other smaller animals trying to scurry away. We swung wide off of the trail and were instantly upon it. There, with its back to us was a large tarcat with its face buried deep in the earth, rooting around for something. It was slashing its massive paws, with its long claws gleaming in the filtered moonlight. I was frozen with fear watching it thrash a marmouse it just pulled from a hole in the forest floor. The marmouse screamed in pain as the tarcat clamped its massive jaws around its helpless, writhing body.

“65, let’s go. It’s not after us and I think it’ll be distracted long enough for us to get back to the Troian Center.”

“What? No! I’m not going to let it murder that helpless marmouse! We have to do something.”

“Yeah, and that something is get the heck out of here before the tarcat catches our scent. These aren’t like the tame tarcats we’re used to at the Center.”

Journey reached for me, but I balked and gave him a threatening look. I knew better than to cross him again, but he also knew better than to force me to defend myself.

“You can go, but I’m staying here!”

I turned my attention back to the tarcat and knew I had to act fast, because the amount of blood pooling on the ground was spreading, flowing from the marmouse in massive amounts. I was frozen in place at first. In an eerie way, the pooling blood reminded me of when I spilled my ink well. Knowing how quickly the ink ran out sprang me into action at once. Without a plan, I produced a large orb and hurled the flash of blue light at the tarcat, temporarily blinding it. My orb was enough of a shock to cause the tarcat to lose hold of the marmouse, but the poor thing was so injured it could do nothing but lay panting in a pool of its own blood. The tarcat whirled around and laid its hungry eyes on me. He licked his blood-stained muzzle, exposing his dagger-sharp teeth. He was seemingly contemplating whether he wanted to mess with me or go back to the easier prey because he kept looking back toward the marmouse. Either the prospect of taking down larger prey seemed too cumbersome to him, or the metallic smell of blood that

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