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Book 5... Cat Mountain, part 2

It’s toying with us", Zoey considers, sitting back in a chair in front of the tent. The barn doors are open wide, Zoey has a view of the mountain and castle. She gets to Giigling. Everything known about that castle... once there were swirling clouds reaching down to the peak of the six sided tower. Shortly after this the Nazis left the USA quickly. The war was over not long after that as well. Zoey looks at the pictures of the cloud swirl and stormy sky. A hint of green light can be seen coming out of the jaw openings of the tower. “Something we missed at the top of that tower”.

It’s Dark, Zoey is shutting the barn doors, she can’t see the castle anymore. Large red glowing slivers of animal eyes blink open next to Zoey. She has no time to scream and is in the air, talons around her body crushing her, but not to death. A rush up into the darkness of the mountain, zoey is screaming now, her head trying to see behind her. All she can see is massive white and grey wings as though from a giant snow bat. The animal drops her in the top of the tower. All is darkness. The sky is black. A low feline rumble. Two glowing red eyes blink open high in the dark centre of the towers vaulted ceiling. An alien throbbing voice “we are aliens here and up until now i was left alone... you changed that”. Zoey stays silent. “Your people brought us here, they opened something, a gateway and we were taken here. We ended your war. Threatened your people.” Zoey stayed silent. “the rumours were enough to keep people away.” ‘We’, Zoey said. “There is one other; they left for a city, somewhere to hunt your people i believe. We stay away from each other, you couldn’t understand”. “ Tell me why i should not eat you like i ate your partner". Zoey is now panicked, she looks around for the way down the tower. “you can go no where, i could devour an entire army if i chose. The other devoured your people in this castle”. ‘The Nazis were not my people’, said Zoey. “you are all the same... only some of you are polite about it". The red eyes narrow to long minute slits. “I shall keep eyes on you”.

Zoey is building the walls of her barn conversion. She watched the GiiglTube videos on how to. An inner shell of rooms built almost to the barn walls. Zoey is held hostage here. She can not leave and must visit the alien in the tower. They can see her from the castle. Zoey has heard stories of another existence. Strange politics. Abstract illogical reasoning. The alien knows all of our history. And is keen to discuss the nuances they just can’t quite grasp. Zoey can’t quite grasp the nuances of the alien existence. They have no planet. There is rock that flies in all directions in a half light of pink. The larger rocks have towns of silk thread. There is water in pockets of rock that the aliens mine. They came from the caves, evolved in low gravity, there is oxygen everywhere. In all directions the rocks float and rotate. All life flies in this place, even the plants. Dallying seed sweep through the pink light and collect in balls of water; once the water is drained the plants dally into the pink for more.

Zoey has learned a lot about the alien though she has only seen the eyes and wings. Her visit to the tower and the eyes are not in their dark cubby. A rushing air and a giant white furry feline body flaps into the tower, leopard patterning in grey along the side and a big cat head with overly large black eyes. The red glowing pupils blink open and look at Zoey. “you’ve seen me then, all is lost for me now". The giant leopards glowing eyes slowly fade and disappear, their body slumps to the floor, a pool of water creeps from it toward Zoey. She runs down the tower. Gets into the waiting car and goes back to town.

CHAPTER TWO

Zoey takes a last look around her barn, a ground floor of comfortable rooms with a mezzanine balcony floor open to the barn above for parties. There had been many parties, no more animal screams. Zoey’s bag shrugs, she glanced back at it with grim eyes. Locks the barn, gazes at Bobby’s barn for a few moments. Then gets into a waiting car, it drives off.

New York city. A six sided tower looms over central park, a constant reminded of the Nazi presence, once. Now an abandoned legacy of US supremacy. The Germans never told anyone why they left the one third of the USA they had captured. So the politics of the time believed they had won the war. The tower entrance is sealed with blocks, the windows no longer exist, a barren skeleton of a grey stone castle left as a reminder of what can happen if the USA loses it’s way. To never allow a foreign power to desecrate the lands again.

Zoey is in a different tower, looking down onto the castle, extra zoom with her super phone. She is searching for any signs of the other. Many castles were built in some of the cities, Zoey has studied them all, this is her first visit to one; New York seemed the obvious first choice. Zoey is looking for missing person reports that match the frequency of the animal screams back in her town. Nothing quite fits. She visits the rest of the Eastern coast.

The Western coast of the USA has nothing either. Zoey spends all her time researching missing person data in her old barn. Cosy and warm in the modern spaces she begins to forget about another giant flying cat. A sprout of mint protruding from a corner of the vegetable garden is quickly snatched up by Zoey’s hand. She has been vigilant and almost sorted the mint problem. There is a scream from the forest. Not from an animal.

Zoey grabs her backpack and heads to the river that runs along the bottom of the mountain. The sun is blazing. She reaches the river pulls on her boots and wades into the shallower parts. The water is fast. Zoey opens her bag and scoops out a large fish bowl sized undulating ball of water. It reflects the sunlight, she angles the reflection up to the castle and waits. It is half light the ball of water no longer illuminated. Zoey’s toes are cold. It is night. There is a throbbing feline gurgle sound from the river bank. Two long slivers of glowing red eyes blink open at the rivers edge. “what do you want". Zoey answers ‘you know what this is’! “I have not tasted the waters of my existence in some time”. ‘i will drop this water into the river and it will be gone forever'. Zoey switches on a high powered torch, it meets a huge brown cat. Brown bat wings tower through the air, arching up three times the length of the massive cat. Zoey freezes. Nothing happens. She turns the flashlight over the body of the cat to its talon feet. One is resting around a river side boulder, it cracks into three pieces and some crumbs. “I do not follow the absurd religion of the other, i will not bind my waters to you and commit to my death". “if you drop my existences water, i shall strike you so hard you shall not walk again... and i shall keep you with me always, feed you moose... you shall come to like the taste of raw moose". The glowing red fills the cats massive eyes now. Zoey’s mint crown slid from her head, she dropped it into the water and it floated away. She walks out of the river with the ball of slightly more viscous water in front of her. Zoey brings it to the massive brown cat... it gently sips the ball to nothing. Coughs deeply, a rasping deep spluttering cough and falls to the ground. Zoey has place a ball of mint oil inside the centre of the ball of alien water, the mint is mixed with enough poison to take out an elephant. The cat is only sleeping. Zoey takes out her gun and places it inside the mouth of the cat, angles it toward where a brain should be and fires all the bullets. The cat is still sleeping, un-moved by the blasts. Zoey does not know how long she has and quickly gather people from the village; shows them the massive winged cat. The local farming driverless tractors are sent for. Four chains attached to the cats four legs and attatched to four tractors. The tractors are orded to PULL. The order is refused. Mountain cats are an endangered species, the tractors are forbidden to harm them. The towns people stand frozen. “can anyone drive”? An older lady in wheel chair roles over the rocky river bank towards them. “i can". She is placed in one of the tractors. Three other people in the other tractors. The older lady gives orders on how to drive and all four tractors scream and crunch and squiggle away from the big cat. It chokes awake, writhes in the stretch, its wings are torn by tractor wheels. The big cat pulls back one tractor and bites the chain clean off, three more and it is free. It launches for the forest and disappears.

CHAPTER THREE

The videos of a giant winged cat spread across the Earth. Most people wouldn’t believe it is real. But a few people with power did believe. Some camera drones descended on the town, interviewed a few people who were then on all the giant TVs of Earth. Some suspect darkened pod vans were spotted and the odd suited. A military presence occasionally drove through the town. Then nothing.

Zoey followed all the news and the inevitable sightings. Though nothing came of those. Most people on planet Earth believed it a hoax. People started playing moose screams in remote places. Videos of these moments spread across the Earth. Then nothing.

A dark office. Someone is watching the videos taken that night. “So it can be hurt”.

Zoey has new neighbours, an elderly couple bought Bobby’s barn: they don’t like mint tea, in fact they don’t like Zoey much. They like many others came for the tourist attraction and the excitement. Tours of the empty castle. Giant cat enterprises. Tours of the forests and fake moose screams.

The body of the first giant cat gone and no one knows where or when. It is said the giant cats are cannibals. The rumours are that the second giant cat ate the first. Zoey is a reluctant celebrity. She takes no interviews, has never been questioned by anybody official. Drones circle Zoey’s barn regularly. And the odd group of ghost hunters bring detecting equipment into Zoey’s vegetable garden, making a mess usually.

Zoey locks up her barn and takes a last look at Bobby’s barn, the car drives off.

Zoey stays in all the local towns and cities around the town. Listening. No disappeared people, the moose screams have stopped, the giant cat has sensibly gone. Zoey leaves the US and travels around Southern America. She listens everywhere she goes. The giant cat is hidden somehow. Perhaps left the Americas. Zoey books a solar flight to Germany.

tbc

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