Rise of the Death Walkers (The Circle of Heritage Saga) (8 page)

I spoke up for the first time after controlling the emotions I experienced by having Katie this. "Mr. Moore do you think I have a chance at walking again?" Katie slapped me lightly as I spoke.

"It's hard to say Jason. I have seen many wonders happen in cases worse than what yours. Sometimes it is just a matter of getting the brain to properly communicate with the nerves and muscles."

He moved Katie's hands to a new location on my left leg. And for the first time since I had awakened in the hospital I actually felt something from my legs. "Hey!! I felt that!" I exclaimed with delight evident in my voice.

"Really Jason? Oh that’s wonderful!" She removed her hands from my leg and threw her arms around me in an enthusiastic hug. The action caused both of us to sink under water and I flailed a bit in instinctive reaction. She grabbed me and pulled me back up. "Opps, So sorry!"

Mr. Moore laughed at us and asked, "What did you feel Jason?"

"Well its sort of just a pressure on my leg, nothing more." I replied.

"That's good. That means we are doing something right. That's generally how sensation returned to people who have experienced an injury like this. It will develop and become more sensitive as we progress." Mr. Moore smiled at me then turned to Katie. "Keep it up. Do this for about forty minutes per session. Don't do more than one session per day. We don't want to over extend Jason." He chuckled then continued. "And if you’re intent on keeping Jason for a longer period of time I would suggest that you don't try to drown him again."

Katie blushed and watched as Mr. Moore walked away and entered the door to his office. She turned back to me and smiled shyly. Her voice was so soft and emotion charged as she said, "It nice to know your are not only attracted to me for my mind and caring attitude Jason."

I blushed and replied. "Err ummm who could not be attracted to you the way you are currently dressed. It's a wonder that every male in a fifty mile radius hasn't been drawn to this room."

"I am not interested in any other male but you. I am going to have your children Jason White. It may not be immediately but I will have your children." She moved in closer and tenderly wrapped her arms around me. "I knew the moment I saw you that I had met my other half. I believe two souls are destined to be one and its only rarely that two soul-mates meet. I know we are meant to be together and nothing in this world will tear us apart." She leaned forward and kissed me tenderly.

The emotions that surged through me were unbelievably indescribable. My heart pounded like a jackhammer on high speed. The blood rushed through my system causing a throbbing in my ears. I lost all awareness in my surroundings. The only thing that counted was this wonderful female in my arms. I became hyper aware of her body being pressed against mine. My hands started moving of their own accord until I recalled the promise I had made her father. I forced them under control and concentrated all of my will power to focus my emotions just in the kiss we were locked into. Finally on the brink of my self-control I broke off and gently created some distance between us. Laughing weakly I said. "Katie Grant, are you sure you’re not trying to get me shot?"

She laughed at me lightly and replied in a sensuous tone, "Can you think of a better way to go?"

Still laughing I said. "I think it would be better later to go like that than sooner or are you tired of my company?"

"Not by a long shot, Jason. You are mine and I am going to keep you a long time." She said in a husky voice.

We then continued with the therapy and by the end of the session I had found several more spots that I felt some kind of pressure on. Katie was ecstatic beyond belief with each new spot. We would have many other encounters during the time of my disability and each time would prove harder than the last to maintain a proper self control.

 

Chapter 9 - Planned Destiny

I sat at the table in our kitchen and listened to Mimi for the hundredth time dwell on the same topic. “Sam we have to tell him before it’s too late. We don’t even know if we can trust this girl he has been seeing at all.”

I slammed my fist on the table. “Silence old woman! What do you want me to tell Jason? Should I come out and tell him that although he has direct ancestry to the people of this planet his immediate descendants come from a world one hundred and twenty-five light years from here and he is the chosen one of two thousand years of genetic crossbreeding? He hasn’t even been able to truly tap into his abilities yet.” I raised my hand and the sugar bowl floated up from the counter where it was sitting and glided to me at the table.

Mimi reached out and slapped me in the back of the head. “Fool old man! Are you trying to ruin everything we have been working toward for twelve hundred years?”

“Calm down old woman. Every member of this reservation is from the home world. It’s not like in the south, with only a few couples spread out among the tribes located there.” I sipped my coffee and then continued. “Katie can be trusted. I feel this in her. And she has proven to be the only compatible female we have found. This time we did not have to tamper with her mind at all like we had to for that useless piece of garbage that sired Jason. Thank God that he was so unreliable as a family man that he left shortly after the twins were born.”

“You are certain about this Katie?” You know how much the future of this is dependent on Jason and any of the children that come from his line in the future generations.” Mimi washed dishes absent mindedly. She was so distracted she had three towels drying dishes at the same time as she was manually doing it with her own hands.

I cleared my voice nodding in the direction of the towels beside her. She turned bright red at her lack of composure. The towels were returned to the drying spindle and the dishes to the proper place in the cupboard.

“I am as certain of Katie as your father was of Angela’s mate. My family has handled the primary line of descendants for one hundred generations now and we have not slipped once. You know the chosen one was to be seen at the end of a five generation female cycle and was to bare the mark of Goltar. Jason has this mark and is the first male in six generations. Everything fits. We just have to carefully nurture him while keeping up the vigilance we have been keeping to protect the human race from the Soul Extractors.”

Mimi sighed and looked at me. “Sam, he is too young and since this beating he has received his mental lines are all twisted. There was only so much I could do while he was in that hospital. He needs to be here with us for me to be able to treat him properly.” She tossed her towel on the counter in aggravation.

“He needed time with Katie, Mimi, I sensed that in him when I was driving him to the celebration. Little do our cousins know that the honor they bestowed upon him is but a fraction of the honor he will earn a few Earth years from now. When The Plan was laid out on the home world after our discovery of The Origan, the best mentalists of that time were involved in the research. Since then, every generation has been checked to make sure they are following the course of The Plan and they made the minute changes that were required to lead us where we are now.” I shook my head at Mimi and said. “Jason needs time to build his bond with Katie before we tell him everything. It's going to be hard enough to tell him that his mother was brutally murdered by that worthless piece of garbage she was with and that his sister lost her mind as a result of killing him to protect her siblings and herself from that deranged man.”

“About Jenna,” Mimi started softly “I need to go to her and undo the damage that the treatments drugs are doing to her mind. I hate keeping her detached from the full capabilities that her mind has.”

“The Plan calls for Jason to be the one who restores her mind. Our job is to make sure they don’t damage it beyond the capabilities we have to repairing it.” I gave heavy sigh.

“Next weekend Jason will be at home and you can begin his treatment.” There is so much depended on him reaching his full capabilities soon. The frequent attacks on the human kind natural to this planet had been growing proportionally in the past twenty Earth years and it was beginning to be more difficult to contain the Soul Extractors. The question still loomed in my mind ‘Can we trust the culmination of twelve-hundred years of selective breeding to the hands of a now fifteen Earth year old boy who had not even begun to tap the true potential of his mind.

 

After I changed from my trunks to my street clothing, we went out to Katie’s car and drove to the City Hall. The City Hall was located on Main Street in Massena across from the movie theater. I turned to Katie and asked. “They have the car here?”

“Well,” she said cheerfully “It’s not exactly a car it’s more like a van only smaller. It’s specially made with disabled people in mind and all of the controls are hand operated so it may take a bit of time getting used to it.” She parked near the curb and then got my chair out of the back.

A man came out of the entrance to City Hall and waved at Katie. “Your dad called and said you would be here now.” He came to my side of the car and opened the door. “Hi, my name is Stewart Trevic. I am one of the City Councilmen. Here let me help you out of there.” He reached down and lifted me from the car into the waiting chair. “The van is in the back parking lot. If you would, please follow me.”

“Thank you very much sir. The Council really didn’t need to do this you know. I fully intend on being able to walk again.” I still could not wrap my mind around the fact that people were being so kind to me since all of this happened. It was a bit uncomfortable and bordered on embarrassing at times.

“Nonsense, it’s the least we could do after the disgusting occurrence in the school that resulted in you getting hurt.” He smiled at me as he turned the corner into the back parking lot. He waved his hand toward a maroon van parked there. “There she is, the newest vehicle designed for the disabled.”

The van was clearly smaller than a normal van. It was larger than a station wagon although the front was a similar shape. He motioned for me to come closer. Katie moved me and I saw what appeared to be a flap on the side of the driver’s side door.

He reached behind the mirror and pushed a lever. “This is the system you will use to get into the car. There is one on each side so you can also access the passenger side in your chair. The two rows of seats are split in half so if you are driving, the half on the driver’s side slips back one position. With you in the chair there is seating capabilities for five people besides yourself.” He opened the door for me and motioned for me to position myself on the lift ramp. “Those are the controls for the seats.” He pushed one and the driver’s seat was moved to the back one position in the car to where it was near a sliding door on the side of the van. “There is enough room when the steering wheel is collapsed for you to turn your wheel chair and slip them into the grooves especially made for your type of chair. When you are in place, press this button on the dash.” He pointed to a red button on the right side of the steering column. “That will do three things for you, one; it locks your chair into place. Two; the steering wheel expands and three; the door closes and the outside lift will move into its stowed condition.”

I watched from inside vehicle as everything he had described happened. “This is really remarkable engineering.” I had always been fascinated by mechanical things and this really blew my mind.”

Katie slid into the back seat while Mr. Trevic slid into the passenger side seat. “Your grandfather, Mr. White, informed me that you have been taught to drive on an old standard transmission so this will be easy for you. This van has a fully automatic transmission. You use the grip lever on the right side of the steering wheel to control gas and the one on the left is for the break. The lever on the right is for putting the transmission into gear. The ‘D’ is for drive or forward the ‘R’ is for reverse. There are also two forward gears that you would use in different situations. For example a very steep upward grade you might want to use either the first or second gear depending on how hard the motor is working.

The instruction was quickly finished and he had me drive through the streets for about fifteen minutes before he was satisfied I knew what I was doing. After Mr. Trevic left us Katie was about to get into the passenger seat I stopped her by asking. “Katie? Could you drive it now? The swimming and this bit of driving has made me a bit tired.”

She looked at me with a bit of alarm and asked. “Are you ok love? We could go back to the house for a rest if you want.”

I shook my head and said. “No I am fine I am just a bit tired from what I have done today. You can drive it for now. I will have time enough later to drive. Besides I want more time with you alone and we would not have that at your house.” I smiled at her.

She reached over and put her hand on my forehead and looked me into my eyes. “Jason White don’t you go all macho on me. If you’re not feeling well I expect you to tell me. “She said sternly.

“I am fine Katie; really, I just want you to drive.” I hit the appropriate switch to trigger the door.

After we had switched places and I was secure in the passenger’s side she smiled at me and said. “Ok Jason, before we go I will stop to fill up.” She took out a card and flashed it at me. “This is yours from my father who said you are to use this for gas while you have this car.” She saw me about to object and reached over and clamped my lips shut with her dainty fingers. “No objections Jason. My father was beyond joy when he noticed the changes in me after I met you and this is his way of thanking you.”

I waited until she let go of my lips and asked. “Were you really that bad?”

“Worse.” She said with a smile. “Now that I look back I can’t see how either of my parents managed to stand me these past few years. I was a horrid monster, spoiled, and had to get her way, rude to my parents and most adults.” She smiled at me as she stopped at the gas station. After handing the attendant the card she turned back to me. “I haven’t told my parents but the person most responsible for my change was your grandfather?”

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