Neecher

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This story is about a specices that comes to earth that is bein hunted by another specices.

Submitted: February 27, 2013

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Submitted: February 27, 2013

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“The demons did it! I didn’t know! It was the demons!”

“Wake up Jasmine. You're dreaming again”

Teresa violently shook my arm to wake me up. It was the third night in a row I had had the dream; the biggest fear of any Neecher’s life, demons. If anyone ever said being a neecher would be the best, they need to walk in my shoes for a day. These humans have it easy. Their biggest worry is what they are going to wear and how much money they have. I mean sure it’s nice having all of these powers, but they come with countless worries and threats. Demons or neecher killers, as I call them, have roamed this earth since year 2600. My family came here in 1300’s when our planet was taken over by the demons. Now they have found us here and continue to their quest to kill my species out.

When I was young 200 years ago in 2801, my parents, brother, and I lived where most of us lived, in the mountains away from the humans. Demons had just found this planet and were beginning their raid against our people. Fortunately for us, human and our’ body structures are similar,and the demons have a hard time telling us apart. However, the humans notice the differences this is why we keep our distance from them, too avoid conflict with them. We are about three feet taller than them. We also do not have to breathe. Our bodies fuel themselves which allows us to live for a very long time. Our skin is pitch white so we often wear long clothing to cover our skin. Our head shapes are slightly different ours are much more rounded. This is because we have a part of our brain we call the Aultamis. This is where our powers are developed and stored. We can control and create things with our Aultamis. We can control all sorts of living things. Except other Neechers and the humans. Back when we lived on our own planet we used to be able to control the demons. They were our slaves for many thousands of years. Now they have revolted against us and out number us 5 to 1. They are trying to clean out my generation so that we will be non-existent in the future. They have already found my family and killed them.

It was a peaceful night like usual and mother was just starting our figure creation lesson. It was our last lesson before we passed out of schooling when all of a sudden mother started screaming bloody murder, her ears started to bleed, and her eyes had gone black. A stench that that burned my nose and made my eyes water, to the point that I could hardly see, krept from her body. A demon had taken over her old, weak body. My brother and I ran inside ,our black rugged house, to find the head of our father hanging from a demon’s hand. My brother was our last hope. He was strong enough that the demons could not take over his body. But, he was not strong enough for the mob of them. He told me to run, and he would distract them. I did not want to leave him, but he forced me too. His last words to me were “I love you Jasmine. You must go now though. If you don't we will both die. If you don't go I will kill you myself. Now run” So I ran. I ran and I ran and I ran, as fast as I could, with the sound of my brother’s dying voice echoing in the background. HIs voice still echoes in my dreams

. Now today I still search for the pack of demons that killed my family. I am in my prime now and as strong as I have ever been. Each demon pack has their own unique smell and the packs that killed my family is still in my head. I had finished my creation lessons on my own and was able to make an ally demon. The trick was that I had to use a proportion of my Aultamis’s power to make her come alive. Now a part of me lives within her. She is my only thing I have in this world, and I hold her dear to my heart, even though, she is a demon. However, no one will ever know, because like all demons she can turn colors and shape shift. The only thing she can not do that a real demon can do is take over people's bodies. Still she is perfect as far as I am concerned.
 

“Why do I keep having this dream Teresa?”

“Maybe it is a sign of something to come, dear”

“You think so?”

“What you have taught me is that things happen for a reason, Jasmine. Now go back to bed. You need your rest. Tomorrow is an important day.”

Tomorrow was the day my family was killed 200 years ago. On this day for the past 199 years I have smelled the demons stench. I have a feeling this is a sign; I have a different feeling about tomorrow, I think Teresa was right, the dreams mean something. Maybe tomorrow will really be the day I get my revenge.

“Wake up, Teresa. Its time to head to the city.”

“Ugh, what time is it?”

“That doesn't matter. It’s time to go.”

“Ugh, fine. Where are we going to go first?”

“We are heading up to the mountains.”

“Sounds good. I'm ready when you are”

“We can get there faster if we fly, so I have set up our flying bikes. This is the year. I can feel it in my veins. But first we have to go to the city and get some mustard seed for this new power I have been working on. This time they die. Let’s go.”

We arrived at about noon at the herb shop. The smell of the city was always dirty. A gigantic pollution cloud hovered over the entire city. It kept out most of the natural sun light, but no one noticed anymore. In fact the humans probably forgot there was a sun. There were too many artificial lights for people to see the difference. Advertisements flashed everywhere, people were all over the streets because they had no money, it was a devastating sight to see really. Either a human was rich or poor. The middle classes had been sucked dry over the years.

“Humans have lost all respect for one another,” Teresa said as we walked by a homeless man and into the store.

“Yea, it is too bad. I remember when they cared for one another, back then I would hardly see any homeless people. Now look, they are all over the place. Its a shame they let their species die off like that.” I responded quietly over my shoulder.

As Teresa and I approached the store clerk, I immediately noticed that his eyes were a yellowish color with very small pupils almost if the man was looking into a bright light. Also, I noticed a very strong smell. That seemed to be coming from the herbs behind the man. I paid no attention to it and asked, “Can I get a quarter pound of mustard seed?”

The clerk studied me for moment then hesitantly replied, “just a moment” and walked into the back room.

As soon as the door closed behind him Teresa whispered, “that guy creeps me out, did you see his eyes when he looked at you and how bad he smelled.”

“I thought the smell was coming from the plants behind him?” ,I interrupted.

“Well, do you smell it anymore”

“Something is going on here, Teresa. I have smelled that smell before, but it can’t be, not here in the city. Why would they come here?”

I knew that she knew what I was talking about, the stench of that the demons had when they killed her family and asked with a scared look on her face,

“What do we do Jasmine.”

Before Jasmine could answer the man with the yellow eyes came out of the back room. Another man that looked oddly similar to him came out beside him. The smell had returned and was now very strong. The man beside the clerk smiled at Jasmine. His teeth were sharp and layered like a great white shark. He looked into Jasmine's eyes and laughed and said, “I have been waiting for this day, Jasmine.” As he said this, he and the clerk ripped out of their human bodies, they were using for cover up. The doors of the store slammed shut, and the blinds went down. I knew me moment had come.

“Teresa run!” ,I screamed.

Before Teresa could get to the door the clerk demon hovered quickly across the room and straight into her body. She gave out a horrid screech. however, it wasn't her voice making the noise.

I smiled and said, “By the way, shes not an actual human; she is a neecher-made demon.”

When demons tried to take over other demons is was usually fatal for the demon inside. While the clerk demon fell out of Teresa’s body dead, the demon behind the deck looked into my soul, and gave an ear-bleeding screech. The windows shattered and I helplessly collapsed to the ground covering my ears. Teresa however, was not harmed by the sound. She yelled,”Jasmine we have to go.” but Jasmine was helpless.

The demon approached Jasmine laughed and said,” you're just as weak as your mother was. You Neechers don't deserve to live. For all of those years you have treated my people like dirt, now you will pay.”

He began to speak some demon words, and I levitated from the ground paralyzed. As the demon kept blurting out words I started to shake and my body began to twist. Teresa helplessly standing in the corner didn't know what to do. So she did the first thing that came to her mind, and picked up a flower pot and threw it at the demon. It struck him directly in the side of the head. I went crashing to the floor as did the demon. Teresa ran over to me and fell to her knees.

She cried “Why, Why not me. Take me instead”

All of a sudden Teresa started feeling funny. An unknown force pulled Teresa on top of my unconscious body. Then slowly, she started sinking into my body. I then started to regain consciousness. It took me a moment to get up. I looked around and noticed the dead demons on the ground. Worried I called out, “Teresa... Teresa!” When there was no response I realized what had happened. With tears in my eyes I ran out the door and flew home.

On my way home I thought to myself. I knew this one day would happen. I remember right before mother died she told us, “Make sure your creation is worth it because the Aultamis can only handle making one and remember the Aultamis always revives the soul to life. Teresa was made with part of my Alutamis. When the soul starts to die the rest of the soul returns to revive it. I am now alive ,but my best friend is gone forever.
 

“The demons did it! I didn’t know! It was the demons!”

“Wake up Jasmine. You're dreaming again”

Teresa violently shook my arm to wake me up. It was the third night in a row I had had the dream; the biggest fear of any Neecher’s life, demons. If anyone ever said being a neecher would be the best, they need to walk in my shoes for a day. These humans have it easy. Their biggest worry is what they are going to wear and how much money they have. I mean sure it’s nice having all of these powers, but they come with countless worries and threats. Demons or neecher killers, as I call them, have roamed this earth since year 2600. My family came here in 1300’s when our planet was taken over by the demons. Now they have found us here and continue to their quest to kill my species out.

When I was young 200 years ago in 2801, my parents, brother, and I lived where most of us lived, in the mountains away from the humans. Demons had just found this planet and were beginning their raid against our people. Fortunately for us, human and our’ body structures are similar,and the demons have a hard time telling us apart. However, the humans notice the differences this is why we keep our distance from them, too avoid conflict with them. We are about three feet taller than them. We also do not have to breathe. Our bodies fuel themselves which allows us to live for a very long time. Our skin is pitch white so we often wear long clothing to cover our skin. Our head shapes are slightly different ours are much more rounded. This is because we have a part of our brain we call the Aultamis. This is where our powers are developed and stored. We can control and create things with our Aultamis. We can control all sorts of living things. Except other Neechers and the humans. Back when we lived on our own planet we used to be able to control the demons. They were our slaves for many thousands of years. Now they have revolted against us and out number us 5 to 1. They are trying to clean out my generation so that we will be non-existent in the future. They have already found my family and killed them.

It was a peaceful night like usual and mother was just starting our figure creation lesson. It was our last lesson before we passed out of schooling when all of a sudden mother started screaming bloody murder, her ears started to bleed, and her eyes had gone black. A stench that that burned my nose and made my eyes water, to the point that I could hardly see, krept from her body. A demon had taken over her old, weak body. My brother and I ran inside ,our black rugged house, to find the head of our father hanging from a demon’s hand. My brother was our last hope. He was strong enough that the demons could not take over his body. But, he was not strong enough for the mob of them. He told me to run, and he would distract them. I did not want to leave him, but he forced me too. His last words to me were “I love you Jasmine. You must go now though. If you don't we will both die. If you don't go I will kill you myself. Now run” So I ran. I ran and I ran and I ran, as fast as I could, with the sound of my brother’s dying voice echoing in the background. HIs voice still echoes in my dreams

. Now today I still search for the pack of demons that killed my family. I am in my prime now and as strong as I have ever been. Each demon pack has their own unique smell and the packs that killed my family is still in my head. I had finished my creation lessons on my own and was able to make an ally demon. The trick was that I had to use a proportion of my Aultamis’s power to make her come alive. Now a part of me lives within her. She is my only thing I have in this world, and I hold her dear to my heart, even though, she is a demon. However, no one will ever know, because like all demons she can turn colors and shape shift. The only thing she can not do that a real demon can do is take over people's bodies. Still she is perfect as far as I am concerned.
 

“Why do I keep having this dream Teresa?”

“Maybe it is a sign of something to come, dear”

“You think so?”

“What you have taught me is that things happen for a reason, Jasmine. Now go back to bed. You need your rest. Tomorrow is an important day.”

Tomorrow was the day my family was killed 200 years ago. On this day for the past 199 years I have smelled the demons stench. I have a feeling this is a sign; I have a different feeling about tomorrow, I think Teresa was right, the dreams mean something. Maybe tomorrow will really be the day I get my revenge.

“Wake up, Teresa. Its time to head to the city.”

“Ugh, what time is it?”

“That doesn't matter. It’s time to go.”

“Ugh, fine. Where are we going to go first?”

“We are heading up to the mountains.”

“Sounds good. I'm ready when you are”

“We can get there faster if we fly, so I have set up our flying bikes. This is the year. I can feel it in my veins. But first we have to go to the city and get some mustard seed for this new power I have been working on. This time they die. Let’s go.”

We arrived at about noon at the herb shop. The smell of the city was always dirty. A gigantic pollution cloud hovered over the entire city. It kept out most of the natural sun light, but no one noticed anymore. In fact the humans probably forgot there was a sun. There were too many artificial lights for people to see the difference. Advertisements flashed everywhere, people were all over the streets because they had no money, it was a devastating sight to see really. Either a human was rich or poor. The middle classes had been sucked dry over the years.

“Humans have lost all respect for one another,” Teresa said as we walked by a homeless man and into the store.

“Yea, it is too bad. I remember when they cared for one another, back then I would hardly see any homeless people. Now look, they are all over the place. Its a shame they let their species die off like that.” I responded quietly over my shoulder.

As Teresa and I approached the store clerk, I immediately noticed that his eyes were a yellowish color with very small pupils almost if the man was looking into a bright light. Also, I noticed a very strong smell. That seemed to be coming from the herbs behind the man. I paid no attention to it and asked, “Can I get a quarter pound of mustard seed?”

The clerk studied me for moment then hesitantly replied, “just a moment” and walked into the back room.

As soon as the door closed behind him Teresa whispered, “that guy creeps me out, did you see his eyes when he looked at you and how bad he smelled.”

“I thought the smell was coming from the plants behind him?” ,I interrupted.

“Well, do you smell it anymore”

“Something is going on here, Teresa. I have smelled that smell before, but it can’t be, not here in the city. Why would they come here?”

I knew that she knew what I was talking about, the stench of that the demons had when they killed her family and asked with a scared look on her face,

“What do we do Jasmine.”

Before Jasmine could answer the man with the yellow eyes came out of the back room. Another man that looked oddly similar to him came out beside him. The smell had returned and was now very strong. The man beside the clerk smiled at Jasmine. His teeth were sharp and layered like a great white shark. He looked into Jasmine's eyes and laughed and said, “I have been waiting for this day, Jasmine.” As he said this, he and the clerk ripped out of their human bodies, they were using for cover up. The doors of the store slammed shut, and the blinds went down. I knew me moment had come.

“Teresa run!” ,I screamed.

Before Teresa could get to the door the clerk demon hovered quickly across the room and straight into her body. She gave out a horrid screech. however, it wasn't her voice making the noise.

I smiled and said, “By the way, shes not an actual human; she is a neecher-made demon.”

When demons tried to take over other demons is was usually fatal for the demon inside. While the clerk demon fell out of Teresa’s body dead, the demon behind the deck looked into my soul, and gave an ear-bleeding screech. The windows shattered and I helplessly collapsed to the ground covering my ears. Teresa however, was not harmed by the sound. She yelled,”Jasmine we have to go.” but Jasmine was helpless.

The demon approached Jasmine laughed and said,” you're just as weak as your mother was. You Neechers don't deserve to live. For all of those years you have treated my people like dirt, now you will pay.”

He began to speak some demon words, and I levitated from the ground paralyzed. As the demon kept blurting out words I started to shake and my body began to twist. Teresa helplessly standing in the corner didn't know what to do. So she did the first thing that came to her mind, and picked up a flower pot and threw it at the demon. It struck him directly in the side of the head. I went crashing to the floor as did the demon. Teresa ran over to me and fell to her knees.

She cried “Why, Why not me. Take me instead”

All of a sudden Teresa started feeling funny. An unknown force pulled Teresa on top of my unconscious body. Then slowly, she started sinking into my body. I then started to regain consciousness. It took me a moment to get up. I looked around and noticed the dead demons on the ground. Worried I called out, “Teresa... Teresa!” When there was no response I realized what had happened. With tears in my eyes I ran out the door and flew home.

On my way home I thought to myself. I knew this one day would happen. I remember right before mother died she told us, “Make sure your creation is worth it because the Aultamis can only handle making one and remember the Aultamis always revives the soul to life. Teresa was made with part of my Alutamis. When the soul starts to die the rest of the soul returns to revive it. I am now alive ,but my best friend is gone forever.
 


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