Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
I had intended to turn toward Joaquin and the others, to ask them what they thought about it all, to know if they knew what was going on, or if it was all just in my mind. Perhaps I was just overreacting or something. It wouldn’t have been the first time after all.
Before I was able to ask them though, I heard something in the distance. A sound that was normal, but somehow struck me as instantly ominous. It was just the sound of trucks. Semi trucks to be exact. They were traveling through the streets like they always did, taking their loads to wherever they needed to be, but for some reason, the sound was different. There was more to it.
‘Something is wrong.’ I didn’t manage to say this out loud, but I knew that it was true. I couldn’t tell Joaquin and the others, because my mind and my body were acting on two different wavelengths at the moment, and they weren’t communicating with each other all that well, but I knew that it was the truth. And as soon as I could control myself again, I would tell them all that I was sensing.
I just needed to break free of whatever it was that kept me still and silent for the moment. I just needed to move and to speak.
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Riviana
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I stood there frozen for what felt like several minutes. I felt like it had to be obvious to them all, the humans on both sides of the picket line, Devon and his police force, Lara and the reporters, Joaquin and the others that were here with me. However, none of them seemed to have noticed anything at all. No one was even paying attention to the time that had passed.
Or had that much time actually passed? Was it all in my head? What was going on here?
That sound, the one of the semi trucks that were in the distance, traveling throughout the city, seemed to be getting louder and louder. It was such a normal and everyday sound, one that I was used to hearing when I was down in the city like this, but right now, it just seemed to be more ominous than it was supposed to be.
Finally, I was able to make my voice work. I looked at Joaquin and whispered the words, that small sound had been all that I was able to force out.
“Something is wrong.” Those three little words were all that was needed. Joaquin and the others froze in place and were instantly more alert. I could tell that they were trying to figure out where the threat was, or what the threat even was.
“Riviana, Little Bunny, what is it? What is wrong?” Joaquin finally asked in a voice that was no louder than the one that I had used.
“Queen Riviana, where is the danger? What is wrong?” Gabriel asked, his voice also a whisper so that the humans wouldn’t hear him speaking. None of them knew that something was wrong yet. Not unless they had been watching the group around me and had seen the moment that they had tensed up. I knew that Devon had noticed, but the humans had not.
“I do not know where the danger is, but I know that it is out there. I can sense it coming closer. I can sense that it is coming for us, wherever and whatever it is. Someone or something is coming. And it’s coming right now.”
There was a shiver that ran through my body then. Whatever I was feeling had sent a chill through my spine. I had never experienced something quite like this before. I usually knew where the enemy was, or when they were coming. With the help of the others that were a part of our group, I usually had more advanced warnings and knowledge.
Now though, it was like something was running at me, or that I was running at it and I was moving blindly.
“What are you feeling, Riviana? What exactly is it that is happening?” Vincent was whispering now, stepping closer to me so that he could protect me if anything were to happen.
“I don’t know how to explain it. All I can focus on, all that I can hear, is the sound of those trucks. I know that something is coming though, something that we don’t want.”
“Trucks?” Dietrich asked the one word as a question, as if he didn’t understand what I was talking about.
“What trucks, Riviana?” Shawn asked me, his voice comforting and soothing. They knew that I was probably sensing something that was nowhere near us.
“The trucks.” I said again. “The semi trucks. There is something coming, but all I can hear is the sound of the trucks moving on the highway or making their deliveries in the city. I can hear them so clearly. There are so many of them.”
“I can’t hear the trucks.” Joaquin seemed to shrug his shoulders.
“Neither can I.” Shane agreed with him. “We seem to have gotten used to them, stopped noticing them.” He titled his head. “The sound of them is just a part of the city now.” He looked like he was trying to listen for them. “If I pay attention though, I can hear them. The sound of the air brakes, their large diesel engines, all the subtle little nuances that go along with them.
What about the semi trucks, Riviana? What is happening with them?”
I knew what they were trying to do. They were attempting to guide me through the sounds and images that were dominating my mind. They didn’t know if I was even here with them right now. I was though. I could see everything, it was just this sound, and the feeling that it was sending through me. That was the only thing that was off about it all.
“I don’t know what is happening with the trucks. I just know that I can hear them. It’s like they are right next to me. Something about them is important. I don’t know where they are, or why they are important, but they are coming.”
In the distance, there was someone that laughed. It had to be a coincidence because the person wasn’t anywhere near us. They had nothing to do with me or the situation at hand, but the laughter was ominous and oppressive, nonetheless.
“Who was that?” I started to look around, now hearing nothing but the laughter and the trucks, still the sounds of those trucks ever present in my mind.
“Someone that isn’t important, Little Bunny. They aren’t here, they don’t matter right now. We need to figure out what is going on here, what is happening with the trucks? Are they moving somewhere important? Does it have to do with the DOE?”
“I..I..I’m not sure.” I was stuttering, trying to think through what was happening around me. I didn’t know where the sounds were originating from. If they were really here or if they were in my head. This was such a strange situation.
It was a struggle, but I did my best to look around me, at everyone that was here. I wanted to see if these people here, the anti super naturals, or the pro super naturals had anything to do with the sound. Was it stronger when I focused on them, or when I was looking elsewhere? Was it something that was happening now, or that I was seeing in another part of the world, in another time?
At this point, both groups of humans were looking at me with curiosity. None of them looked like they were going to interrupt me though. They weren’t ready for me to tell them what it was that was happening. It actually looked like they were scared by the way that I was acting. I hadn’t intended on scaring them, but I had no choice.
That was also when I realized that Lara’s cameraman was still recording me. He had likely caught what I was saying with his device, and he had definitely already recorded the way that I was acting. What I didn’t know though, was whether that was a live broadcast or if it was being recorded.
I noticed more, not just the camera man that was focused on me, but other microphones. One person seemed to be broadcasting on a web show, another was a podcast type that was transmitting sound only. There were a lot of people that likely heard what I was saying before. It hadn’t been private at all, and that meant that all those present, and those that weren’t here, knew what was going on.
At least as much about what was going on as I did.
“Queen Riviana?” One of the supporters called out to me. “Are you alright?” I thought about not answering her, but I knew that would have been bad, I needed to calm them all down, even if I didn’t know how to do that at the moment.
“I do not think that there is something wrong, not at the moment, but I sense that something might be happening soon.”