The M Suit
Kara forced her lids open and looked around. She frowned.
The shadows of the world around her were a hazy blur, as though she had opened her eyes under water. She felt dizzy, almost like the time she stole a bottle of wine from her parent’s wine cellar and drank half the bottle. But this was different. She was trapped in a strange body. She searched inside this body and found herself. She willed the body to move. She moved her fingers, then her arms. This new body felt like she was wearing it on top of her other self; a skin-tight suit. Is this normal?
As the dizziness lessened, her nerves calmed. She concentrated on her hearing. She could hear the distant sounds of traffic and the soft murmurs of people talking. She blinked. Shapes became focused. It was as though she were watching the world through someone else’s eyes. She looked down at her new body and pressed her hands against her chest. Nothing. No beating of the heart, no lungs compressing. Empty.
Her eyes slowly adjusted to the shadows around her. She was in a humid alleyway. It stank of last week's garbage. She followed the smell and spotted cats eating from the metal dumpsters. Tall brick buildings masked the light. Shapes moved within the shadows. Kara recoiled as two grubby looking men eyed her from a dark doorway, whispering at each other.
They can see me?
Then something touched her shoulder—
Kara jumped backwards and nearly fell.
“Relax, Kara, it’s me.” David reappeared. He wore the black duffel bag on his back. His cheeky Colgate smile made his face a little too handsome. Kara turned away so that he wouldn’t see the flush she felt staining her cheeks. Then she remembered—she couldn’t blush. She had no blood.
“How you feeling?” he asked, as he clasped her shoulder.
Kara grimaced. “Like my sixteenth birthday hangover.” She lifted her head. The world around her was in focus now, but the ground still wavered slightly. She felt excited to be back, even if it was only for a short while.
David stared into space, a silly grin on his face. “Yeah…those were fun times.”
He sighed and turned back to Kara. “But that’s normal. It’ll go away in a few minutes.”
He let go of her shoulder and dropped the duffel bag on the pavement. He bent down, rummaged through the bag and pulled out a map. After studying it for a moment, he stuffed it back and pulled out a brown leather wrist watch. “Good, we’re only a few blocks away.” He leaped to his feet and strapped the watch around his wrist.
A breeze masked the dumpster smell for a moment as it brought in exhaust fumes, hot pavement and dog poop from the busy street. Kara brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. She brought her hand up to her face and studied it, wiggling her fingers, focusing on the fact that she was in a body that didn’t belong to her.
This is beyond weird.
Back in Horizon, before taking the big plunge, she remembered feeling like her old self, just without the internal organs—but like herself. But now back on Earth, after her death, this body felt alien. She wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to this.
“The M suits take some getting used to the first time. Believe you me; I know!” David clapped his hands together. “Man, I remember my first time…I was totally spacing out.” He laughed, his eyes sparkling.
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Marked, Soul Guardians Book 1Teen Fiction
***READERS FAVORITE AWARD WINNER *** Sixteen-year-old Kara Nightingale’s ordinary life is suddenly turned upside down when she dies and wakes up in a strange new world with a new career—as a rookie for the Guardian Angel Legion. Kara is pulled into...