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Call of the wild	By : fusedtwilight Category: Anita Blake > General Views: 3120 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Call Of The Wild: Waking Up

Chapter 6

fusedtwilight: Sorry it took so long, here is the new chapter.

I woke up but kept my eyes closed. They say before you die your life flashes’ before your eyes.
Well I didn't see the whole thing, just the highlights. Then again seeing as how my life was one great big cluster fuck maybe it was for the best. If I opened my eyes would I be in hell? Would the vengeful spirits of my victims be there to greet me for my crimes? I didn't feel hot, I felt rather cold. Was I in heaven? I heard people talking but kept my eye's shut.
"So who is the kid?" a male voice asked.
"Names David, Lee, Kazat. He works at The Zoo, both of them, lives by himself, moved from Florida everglades, we’re still looking him up." Another male voice said.
"Anyone you know?" the first voice asked.
A female voice answered "No but I’ve heard of him some of my friend go to the bar, they say he's a nice guy."
"He a shifter?"
"Not that I know of, he doesn't feel like one though."
"Actually they did tests, they came back negative."
"Then how the hell did he heal so quickly?"
"I don't know but we can ask him right now he's up."
"How do you know?"
"His breathing has changed, and he's to still, cut the act kid you’re not fooling us." The female voice said.
Damn caught. I opened my eyes and looked around. There were two men, one was tall, about six foot eight, and he was dressed very neat. The other wore a pair of glasses and looked like he had just got up from bed. But it was the woman that got my attention. There she was the petit bombshell, my idol, my hero....Anita Blake. I rose quickly and I felt a burning sensation in my left arm and I winced.
"Easy there tiger." the short cop said.
"Sorry, uh what happened?" I asked.
"That’s what we want to know." The tall one said pulling out a note and pen. "Mr. Kazat I’m Detective Storr, This is detective Zerbrowski, and Marshal Anita Blake."
"I know I’m a big fan" I said then blushed. I can't believe I said that out loud. Zerbrowski let out a chuckle, and Anita grinned. Some one kill me now.
"Yes well perhaps you could answer some questions." Storr said getting my attention, but I continued to look at Anita. Something about her was.....off. I mean she's an animator, the master of the city's human servant, Lupa to the local wolf pack, queen of the local leopards, anything else I don't know. But my power sensed shifter in her. Five to be exact. Wolf, Leopard, Lion, Tiger, and something else, but I didn't want a Zoo repeat so I quickly shielded.
"What were you doing at Danse Macrabe?" Storr asked.
"Meeting some friends." I said which was true.
"What happened?"
Shit how do I tell them what happened without revealing about my gift "I don't remember, all I recall is Kim my friend in danger, those crusaders, some people helping, and my shoulder" I lied about not remembering. I touched my shoulder and winced in reflex, but felt no pain. I lowered my hospital gown enough to see a scab were the bullet went through.
"How long have I been out?" I asked.
"Two days." Anita said giving me those hard brown eye's I was so fond of. I realized I was flashing my idol half my chest and blushed. I covered myself back up. Two days and I was almost healed?
"How?" I began to ask but Storr cut me off.
"That’s what we would like to know, tell me are you a practicing magic?" He asked.
"No"
"Are you a psychic of any kind?"
I paused to think "I’m empathic towards animals." I said. It was a half truth.
"The men who attacked you are dead, one got away the other two were torn apart, you were shot before the one died." They were all giving me that cop look, no emotions as they surveyed you giving nothing away. I had to be careful; I used metaphysical means to kill those men. The law said I could be killed automatically, no trial just swift death. It accounts for any human who has killed with a mystical means.
"Dolph, I think I need a minute with Mr. Kizat" Anita said and I felt my stomach squirm. My idol and I alone in a room while she interrogated me oh god.
Dolph gave her an unfriendly look "Why do you need to be alone with him?" he asked.
"I think maybe we should talk alone, he may be persuaded to talk to me more then you." she said not looking at him but at me.
Zerbrowski laughed a nervous laugh like he could sense a coming fight "Yeah your number one fan and all" he moved toward the door and Dolph followed.
Once his angry form shut the door with a slam she turned to me "I know what happened, I talked to Asher and Drake, they explained what happened." she said her eyes became a tad more friendly but still aggressive.
"Drake?" I asked.
"Yes he was really worried for you, he's been in the waiting room all day, now I know you must be scared, but I need you to tell me exactly what happened, so we can figure out a story to tell." she said. I knew I could trust her no matter what the press said, so I told her what happened. I even told her about my ability to an extent, but I didn't tell her about who I really was. By the time I was done she looked impressed "That's quite a talent you have." she said.
"Thank you Ms. Blake."
"Anita." She said.
"Anita." God it was weird to be on a first name basis.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Depends."
"Well sorry if this is personal but, are you a Were?" I had to know it was bugging the hell out of me.
She didn't show an emotions but she leaned back in her chair "What makes you ask that?"
"Well my gift, lets me sense that kind of thing and you have quite an interesting mix."
She looked shocked "What do you mean?"
"Well you have Tiger, Wolf, Leopard, Lion, and something I confess I don't know." I said.
She stared at me for a few seconds "You can tell all that just by looking at me?"
"Yes, that’s one of the things my power does for me, I promise I won’t tell I’m just curious is all."
"How do I know you won’t tell?"
"You know something private about me, you know how hard people with psychic potential have at getting a job. People are to creped out to let us work near them. I would very much prefer that my power was kept secret."
"After last night I don’t think your power is much a secret."
"A secret to normal people then?" I said
"Okay, in that case no I’m not a shifter, but I am a carrier for more then one strain of the virus." She said.
"That’s impossible." I said. It was impossible for someone to have two or more strains of the shifter virus in them. The strains canceled each other out. It’s how they vaccinate someone who has been attacked by a Shifter. They inject them with a different strain. Usually it worked, or it wound up giving them the strain in the shot. Some strains of lycanthropy are easier to catch then others and the testing to see if a person is infected can take a few days, but by the time the tests come in it could be to late. So taking the vaccine is a risk in itself. There were many people today were turned not by teeth and claws but by the needle that was supposed to cure them.
She shrugged her shoulders "I'm a modern day miracle what can I say."
"So what’s going to happen now?" I asked.
"Well since you were attacked and you were saving your friend, well just say that the shifters helped save your life and you were shot, no mention of any metaphysics, well say you wanted to make sure she was okay before she left when you saw what was happening." She got up and extended her hand "Nice meeting you Dave."
I smiled and grabbed her hand "You too." But the second I touched her hand I felt a cold power wash over me. My power flared, it liked this sensation this deathly cold power. Our powers started to expand and we quickly let go. "What was that?!"
"I don't know, my necromancy activated for some reason, your power it felt warm and alive." She said looking at me.
"Don't look at me yours was as cold as the grave." I said rubbing my hands together trying to get rid of the cold feeling still clinging to my hand.
We stood there just staring at each other nether of us unable to come up with anything to say about what just happened "Well I’d best be going I’ll be in touch if I need any more questions." She said and left.
I looked at my hand, it still felt cool. What the hell was that? My power had done many unexpected things in my life but nothing ever like that. Maybe it had something to do with the fact she had so many Shifter strains in her body? Maybe that was what caused it because I have met many other psychics and my power never had a reaction like that to them. Even the shifters who had been psychics when they were human and I still never had a reaction like that.
And why did I heal so quick? Two days and my shoulder wound is just a scab? What is wrong with me?
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