"All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel. ...Think about it. There's escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves. Being thrown to the wolves, or throwing others to the wolves so the wolves will eat them instead of you. Running with the wolf pack. Turning into a wolf. Best of all, turning into the head wolf. No other decent stories exist."
-- Margaret Atwood
It was a quarter till nine and Samantha Dixon was still in her office, organizing for next week. She abruptly received a text message from Jacob. He wanted Samantha to meet him by the library on the Western campus. She wondered why Jacob wanted to meet her across the campus. He could have quickly gone to her office, and they could have talked here. A part of her wanted to ignore this text, but for some odd reason she humored Jacob and took on his offer.
At least it was beautiful out, not a cloud in the sky with the moon shining down on the University. Everybody was either at home or in their dorms. The entire quad was like a ghost town. It was a good thing that everybody took her curfew at heart. She knew it wouldn't last forever, but still... It felt good that everybody was conscious enough to keep them safe for the time being. It took her at least a good 10 minutes to walk from her office to the entrance of the library where Jacob was waiting for her.
"Jacob? Jacob!" Samantha called out as she walks up the steps.
Jacob turned around to see Samantha, "Hey, boss." Jacob greeted as they meet face-to-face.
Samantha wasn't really thrilled about being out at night, but she had to make the best of it. After all, Jacob was her new head of security, so it had to be significant, "You told me to meet you here. I am issuing a 9 o'clock curfew, starting tonight," Samantha reminded, and Jacob nodded.
"I know. But these knuckleheads around here are not going to follow some curfew," Jacob counterpointed. "There are even holding stupid little parties about this outside of the University. Sightings of monsters."
Samantha shrugged her shoulders at the idea, "supposedly, if they were right about what we are doing in the first place. Listen, regardless of what you think about her and the mayor, a part of me actually believes in them... I don't know. Maybe it's--"
"I found someone else," Jacob cut her off and leaves Samantha dumbfounded.
"I found someone who can really help us," Jacob reiterated.
Samantha really didn't understand. How many larger than life characters can we have to try to find one monster? The striking story of magical females and Aether was a bit outlandish, to begin with. Still, it was believable enough to gain some confidence from the mayor.
Samantha laughed at the thought, "I don't know what to say, Jake. We've already gone through this. It's already been done--"
"I know a buddy who was stationed in Europe a while back when he was in the service in Poland..."
Samantha Dixon was a lot of things, but uninformed and naïve about current events around the world wasn't one of them. There was a good solid reason why she was given such a title and responsibility for the school. Samantha had a military background as well, being involved in operation Desert Fox and in Afghanistan. There were a lot of rumblings about a couple of "animal people" with superpowers fighting amongst themselves in Europe. Unfortunately, she ran into one of them during her military tours in Spain.
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Cross Roads: The Monsters Among UsScience Fiction
In a series of bizarre murders around the Sycamore University, now more than ever people are getting restless and scared. With no end in sight, a gift from heaven (so to speak) comes knocking on their doorstep. A group of magical young ladies with...