The Downing Building
New Hebron, California
The girl sashayed across the chamber, moving towards the agent her hips swaying and a coy little smile on her face. Had Amelia, not known who lurked behind those eyes she might have found the display arousing. Chemosh had pinned her against the wall and she was at his mercy.
Chemosh stopped standing inches from the agent and leaned in locking her lips around Amelia’s and closed her eyes. Amy remained frozen, locking her lips closed ensuring that the kiss was one-sided. She would not play into whatever game the once-god was playing.
She frowned and brought her lips away, but pressed her chest into Amy’s. “You know, there would have been a time I would have been perplexed by someone like you. Taking hormones, and transforming yourself into a facsimile of a woman, even undergoing drastic surgical procedures at the hand of your clumsy human doctors. The more time I spend wearing the skin of such a ripe young female, the more I appreciate human appetites.”
Amelia remained silent, she heard a gurgle from beside her, but trapped in Chemosh’s mental grip she couldn’t even turn her head. She was certain that the sound must have originated from Awẹ́, but she no idea what had prompted it. She hoped that he was still alive and kicking. She gritted her teeth and eyed the young woman pressed into her chest before allowing herself to speak.
“What the hell is it you want?” She asked her voice trembling as she forced out each syllable.
Chemosh spun away, turned her back to the exemplar and stepped forward a few steps. She glanced back at Amy over her shoulders and smiled. She ran her hands down her body before cupping her hands over her breasts and let out a long sigh. “I can give you this. I can sense the desire deep within you. You might play at being happy with your current form, but I know better. Deep within you there is this nagging voice that wants more. With my help you could experience the joys of carrying a child within you.”
“And you’ll just do this for me out of the goodness of your own heart?” Amy replied between gritted teeth.
“Oh, Agent, of course not. You humans can are so deluded. There is nothing you people do unless it benefits yourselves. Suffice it to say if you join me I will give you everything you ever wanted.”
She turned back to the agent before turning back and leveling her gaze on her. “I believe we would benefit from such an alliance.”
“And I believe you would benefit from my connections within AEGIS or my influence over Sapphira.”
“I believe we’ve already established that my motives are not selfless, but that’s not to say you can’t benefit,” she leaned in and locked her lips around Amy’s. The agent clamped her mouth shut again, but this time she felt something stir inside.
Chemosh had struck a cord and while she’d put on a good show of resisting the offer the truth she saw the allure. She felt his power. The ability to strike down a perp with a simple wave of a hand, to sense within the mind of would be criminals and stop them before they could hurt anyone.
This time the agent returned the kiss. She shuddered experiencing a yearning the like of which she had ever experienced. Amelia wanted this girl, with a wild animal passion. Why shouldn’t she? All her life she had kept herself in check, never acting on her more wild impulses. Hailey, was a very attractive girl.
Amy jerked her head back and broke contact with the other woman. She had almost forgotten herself. The face he was looking upon did not belong to Chemosh, but rather Sapphira’s granddaughter. Hailey was a prisoner within her own body, unable to talk or move. Helpless to do anything but watch through her own eyes as the alien entity lied, seduced, and murdered dozens of innocent victims.
Amelia’s stomach heaved and she tasted vomit. This was the being she had come so close to giving in. Even if Chemosh didn’t betray her, the price would be her soul. Her whole body sagged as the once-god pulled away. Hailey’s soft featured contorted into a grotesque scowl and the agent gasped for air.
Chemosh narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth. “I could have shown you pleasures the like of which no living mortal has experienced, but you had to make this difficult didn’t you? You are of no further use.”
Amy’s lungs burne, her concentration slipped and her senses dulled. Her eyelids were heavy, and she thought maybe, she’d take a nap. She closed her eyes and drifted away.
“Chemosh!” A voice rang through the open air and Amy’s eyes snapped open just before she slammed to the ground. Air flooded back into her lungs and as she came back to her senses, she looked up.
Sapphira hovered in the air across from Chemosh fists balled at his sides.
Amy knew it had been the other exemplar who’d freed her. She glanced over her shoulder and found Babalawo’s inert form resting on the ground a few feet away. She could not see if his chest was rising and falling from where she lay. Still dazed from Chemosh’s attack Amy didn’t yet have the strength to check him for signs of life.
The agent returned her attention to Sapphira and Chemosh, but neither had moved. They hovered opposite one another, fists clenched at their side and gazes locked. She frowned and creased her brows. A gasp escape her lips as she realized what she was seeing. It was not a conventional battle which they fought, but instead a contest of minds.
Amy grunted and pushed herself up with her elbows. She crawled on the ground toward Babalawo. Unwilling to distract Sapphira or to bring Chemosh’s wrath down on her, she moved at a snails pace, but she found herself within arms reach of the other exemplar. She slipped a hand over his neck, checking for a pulse, and found one. She shook his arm, but the Awẹ́ did not stir.
“Goddamnit,” she cursed under her breath. When she realized that she’d spoken aloud Amelia winced and craned her neck around. Neither Chemosh nor Sapphira seemed to have heard her.
Amy frowned and watched the pair. What was she supposed to do? She considered drawing her weapon and unloading the clip into Hailey’s body, but robbed of his host Chemosh would only take control of another body. If only she…
There was a rumble, and Amelia’s head jerked to the side her eyes roving the room for the source and found it as another thump resounded through the chamber. “What now?” she mouthed under her breath and drew her weapon training it on the section of the wall from which the sound was coming.
Several more thuds, and the wall gave way revealing a familiar misshapen hulk.
“This just gets better and better,” Amy muttered under her breath before scrambling to her feet to face the newcomer.