Showing posts with label Nessie Shapeshifter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nessie Shapeshifter. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Nessie to the Rescue



Full Moon in Scorpio howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. What strange times we live in. If someone had written a novel just ten years ago about ALL the events taking place now... well, I doubt it would have sold because the manuscript would have been considered too laughably, outrageously ridiculous.

On the author front, I just finished filling out the cover art questionnaire for KANDY APPLE AND HER HELLHOUNDS. The marvelous and amazing Amanda Kelsey of Razzle Dazzle Design will be the cover artist, and I’m already atingle with anticipation.
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My flash is a continuation of Serena Shay's post on Friday, May 13, 2011, titled:

Friday the Thirteenth Strikes Again - Those Dang Tunnels

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Nessie to the Rescue

The instant Sivakka sensed the little dolphin's interest in her Nessie kind, she realized the brainy creature wasn't using her 'sea street' smarts. Nearly dropping the tankard of ale she was about to serve, Sivakka plunked her tray on the table.

Whirling around, she ran pell-mell for the backdoor entrance to the underground tavern. Her boot heels clicked fast and loud as she elbowed her way through the arriving shifter crowd.

"Emergency!" she shouted to Alexos, Dante's alpha manager. In moments Sivakka raced toward the tunnel that led to her lake.

When she'd first explored the enormous lake, mostly hidden by cliffs that formed a natural archway, Sivakka had discovered the underwater cave. Unbearably intrigued by a large crack in the cave’s floor, she’d managed to wind her long sleek body through, far enough, to taste sea water.

Seeing where the rock ledge ended, Sivakka had angled her head enough to get a glimpse of the ocean currents. At that point, she’d checked her impulse, wanting to find out more before diving into unfamiliar waters.

Rapidly shedding her serving wench’s outfit, Sivakka waded into the shallow water as she initiated her transformation. Her body responded to the silky cold feel of the water, and with a minimum of pain she elongated, her flesh becoming elastic. Fully shifted, she sped through the lake on the driving strength of her four flippers.

Entering the cave, Sivakka squirmed through the opening, and dropped into the ocean channel. Heedless of the other behemoths that could be lurking, she beamed her eyes.

Pulling great drafts of the wet salty air into her lungs, she honed in on the trapped dolphin. Sivakka streamlined her body, and with her flippers nearly spinning, she skimmed over the ocean’s surface, more buoyant than the Atlantic.

Hold on...hold on, she chanted. I’m coming...I’m coming, little one. Sivakka’s internal radar surrounded her, and so far, there were no warning pings.

Schools of fish in brilliant neon colors parted before her, and she caught the faint scent of other Prehistorics, as they were called by her Nessie shifter community. With the close-to-drowning dolphin now on her radar, Sivakka shot toward her, and realized she was also a shapeshifter.

Knowing she would likely terrify the dolphin woman, Sivakka snapped open her mouth. With no other choice, she lunged as if she was about to make a snack out of the hapless shifter. Instead, she sliced through the fine nylon net, using her front teeth like one-sided razor blades.

As the dolphin woman began to sink because of her exhaustion, and her lack of oxygen, Sivakka dived her head, lifting the beautiful creature above the water. In the next instant, she heard a ping that sent shivers of dread racing through her.

The super submarine belonged to a cabal of humanoids who knew about her Loch Ness kind. They wouldn’t hesitate to hunt her down, then enslave her to do their vile bidding. With jolts of fear slithering along the length of her tail, Sivakka remembered her grandfather’s instructions.

Not hesitating, she tossed the dolphin into the air, then caught her. Sivakka wrapped her tongue around the listless dolphin woman to keep her safe from her rows of sharp teeth. Lights out, she reminded herself, and un-beamed her eyes.

Slipping beneath the black ocean, lit only by luminous sea creatures, Sivakka glided away from the sub’s approach. With only her head above the water, she silently propelled herself in the direction she’d come.

Even though the going was slow, and she had to painstakingly skirt the super-tech sub while making her tail act like an eel, Sivakka finally sighted the rock drop-off into the underground ocean. Uncurling her tongue, she freed the dolphin woman, then nudged her into the opening.

As Sivakka began to writhe through the crack in the cave floor, spikes of pain stuck her haunches. The laser strikes were meant to stun her into helplessness. Instead, adrenalin streaked through her, and Sivakka surged inside the cave.

Relieved at her escape, she whipped around to watch for a tracker probe. Nothing emerged through the opening, and Sivakka nosed several boulders toward it. That is, until she decided it might be crucial to other species.

Rolling her entire body, she came face to face with the little dolphin, who gazed at her curiously with one bright eye. For long moments they simply studied one another. Slightly moving her head, Sivakka indicated they should surface.

Hoping the dolphin woman would follow her lead, Sivakka swam toward the cave’s entrance. Once outside, the two of them cruised upward and broke the lake’s surface. The last rays from the sun glinted on the dark rippling water.

Finley Fairaday, Sivakka mind-heard. My name. You’re a real Loch Ness monster.

I am real. My name is Sivakka. Are you well?

I need to shift, then I will heal. You’re bleeding, Sivakka.

We can shift soon, Finley. Once we reach shore. I live with other shapeshifters. We will be safe.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, drained of her energy, Sivakka struggled to make it to her tunnel. When her flippers touched bottom, she desperately morphed to human. Crawling onto land, she collapsed.

The last thing she knew cool hands stroked her hip, and she heard a low musical humming.
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Happy Full Moon Shapeshifting

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

New photo of 'English Nessie' ~ The Story Behind the Story


Howls and yowls of greeting, shapeshifter lovers, the past week has been a grand one for the paranormal, and spooky uh-oh stories. Some of the highlights are ~

1) The crystalline caves in Arkansas are ringing with energy... earthquake on the way? Or a higher vibrational state arriving... or both?

2) According to the renowned trends forecaster, Gerald Celente ~ trendsresearch.com ~ there is likely to be a *false flag* cyber attack that could take down the ATM bank machines.

3) From Unexplainable.net ~ St. Christopher, patron saint of travelers of all sorts, is said to have had the head of a dog. According to some accounts of Easter Orthodox lore, St. Christopher had the head and features of a fearsome canine. There are two possible explanations for this...

4) From: news.yahoo.com ~ Ark. cities feel unexplained surge in earthquakes ~ “Several small earthquakes ranging in magnitude from 1.8 to 3.8 have rattled the north-central Arkansas cities of Greenbrier and Guy this week, and the cause is unknown. UPDATE: Some contend this happening because a new nasty mining practice.

5) From Yahoo News ~ Temperature swings 100 degrees in one week in Okla. town by Liz Godwin ~ Residents in the Northern Oklahoma town of Nowata experienced a stunning 100-degree shift in the weather this week after a cold front brought temperatures down to a record-setting -31 degrees.

6) The Stargate monument in Detroit’s Hart Plaza is said to be an ancient stargate that was dug up by black ops in Iraq, beneath the desert sands... it was cut in half and shipped to the US. For the entire story listen to William Henry’s current Revelations Radio show at UNKNOWN COUNTRY.

7) Merlin's prophecies reveal guidance from UFOs and aliens, state experts

~ huliq.com/10282/merlins-prophecies-reveal-guidance-ufos-and-aliens-state-experts

Submitted by Dave Masko on 2011-02-17

EUGENE, Ore. – The new book “Merlin: Knowledge and Power Through the Ages,” by British research professor Stephen Knight offers a new translation of “The Prophecies of Merlin” that, among other insights about pre-Medieval England, says the wizard used UFO sightings and Alien visits to sure-up the Arthurian legend.

8) Apparently, there is an *ancient road beneath the ocean* from off the Florida coast that runs to the Mediterranean, and off the coast of Spain... Atlantis, anyone? According to a man who has seen them, the Navy took pictures of this road and a city sunk off the coast of Florida that somewhat resembles Aztec buildings.

9) New photo of 'English Nessie' hailed as best yet
Pictures of a mysterious creature surfacing from Lake Windermere have been hailed as the best ever sighting of the English Loch Ness Monster, or "Bownessie".

By Nick Collins 8:25AM GMT 18 Feb 2011

The photograph, which shows an object with three humps breaching the surface of the lake, is said to be the best evidence yet of what some claim is a monster lurking beneath the depths.
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So, the curious among you may ask: What is the story behind the story? Well, let me tell you...

New photo of ‘English Nessie’ ~ The Story Behind the Story

Her grandfather glared down his prominent nose at her. A handsome nose, actually. His appearance was not elderly, but he owned that patriarchal air that demanded her respect.

“Really, Sivakka, what were you thinking?”

With a smile that usually enchanted him, Sivakka leaned forward in the throne chair and gave an insouciant shrug. Intentionally, she shook her head a bit rippling her waist length, seal-brown hair.

When his stern expression didn’t alter much, she sang, “I wanted to go for a swim?”

Usually patient, her grandfather frowned as he snapped the thick newspaper he held, then slapped the front with the back of his hand. Despising online news sites, he had everything printed out as if he still received a daily paper.

“I do look all too mysterious, don’t I?” Sivakka tried another winning smile, then hugged one knee.

Raising his brows ominously, her grandfather spread the paper between his hands, so she couldn’t miss the headline or the fuzzy, but revealing picture.

“New photo of 'English Nessie' hailed as best yet,” he repeated in a repressed growl. “Pictures of a mysterious creature surfacing from Lake Windermere have been hailed as the best ever sighting of the English Loch Ness Monster.”

His clipped enunciation left her in no doubt he’d already thought about a suitable punishment for her transgression. Inwardly, Sivakka prepared herself.

Okay, so she’d gotten away with her monthly swims. Up until now. Now, she’d have to pay the wickedly laughing piper. Just too bad she’d become riveted observing the underwater life, and hadn’t heard or felt the swift approach of the kayakers.

“It’s not simply this ridiculous cell phone photograph, granddaughter. Damn, the ubiquitous noisy invention. The satellite cameras are the real danger to us. To our kind.”

Sivakka sighed mentally. He was right. She didn’t bother telling him that she’d taken precautions against that type of surveillance. “Yes,” she hesitated, “our freedom is so restricted, I -- I...”

He paced then, nearly the full length of his library office, and Sivakka could feel the heaviness of his thoughts. The sadness of their plight overwhelmed his soul, and coursed through her.

Halting, her grandfather leaned on the fireplace mantle. “We cannot reveal ourselves yet,” he somberly intoned.

“I know. Not until the First Arrival.”

“These are perilous times, my beautiful granddaughter, for every living thing on our Mother Earth. We cannot help humanity, or any of our animal shifter brethren, if we are extinct.”

Folding her hands, Sivakka waited. His words were all too true. She lived with them daily. It was one reason Sivakka escaped by swimming until she became happily exhausted. In these perilous times, even skinny dipping as a human could get her tossed into the local jail.

After a swing of her hair, an attempt to alleviate her morbid thoughts, Sivakka shuddered inside. She wondered what good life was, if she couldn’t even live it.

As he turned to face her, her grandfather’s eyes luminesced, and a prism of colors swirled over the surface. “I have been remiss in protecting you. Perhaps, I am selfish. Your charming sweet company always brightens my day.”

When Sivakka started to speak, he raised his palm to stop her. “Now I must send you across the pond for your own protection, my darling girl. And, no, it will not be to stay with your Lake Champlain cousins.”

Puzzled in the extreme, Sivakka tilted her head. “Where then, dearest grandfather?”

He smiled, a mischievous gleam flashing his eyes. “You will recall meeting Dante, the werewolf biker we entertained for an evening of dinner, drink and rambunctious conversation.”

Sivakka felt her cheeks redden. For several months she’d fantasized about the rebellious alpha man, her erotic libido inspired beyond what she’d dared imagine before. Of course, once she’d learned of his true love for another, Sivakka had felt only compassion for him, and her yearnings ceased.

“Yes...of course, I remember. Why?”

“Dante has built an underground fortress deep within a forest in the state of Montana. He uses part of the structure for his Interspecies Pleasure Club.”

Sivakka knew her eyes widened, and likely rainbow-luminesced. “Pleasure Club,” she breathed out. She shivered at her core, as if she rolled on an ice flow while shifted to her leviathan kind.

“Yes, quite a den of iniquity, I understand. Of course, you may work for your keep in any manner you desire. However, I thought a serving wench would offer a timely and ideal life lesson. It would provide an opportunity to meet those of your youthful nature. Also, my darling girl, there is a lake nearby. One that is mostly hidden underground. If you are circumspect, you would be free to swim the sun-warmed waters, as well.”

Stunned, Sivakka couldn’t speak. She couldn’t move, either. It was if she’d capsized like a boat and floundered in stormy waters, helpless. In seconds, though, elation surged through her, battling this unforseen turn her in her life.

“Your necessities and wardrobe have been packed. You will leave at midnight, once the stargate has been activated --“

“I don’t understand,” she interrupted, “if it’s safe at Dante’s why aren’t you and...” Her words trailed away because she knew why, to her soul she knew why.

“We must remain. Our celestial brethren are depending on us.” Her grandfather spoke what they both knew. “Scotland, the Highlands, is the sacred meeting place, after all.”

“Grandfather.” Rising, Sivakka ran into his embrace.

“Do you want to know something I never told you?” her grandfather asked, long moments later. He rocked her gently, as he’d done often when she was a child.

“What?” she sniffled.

“I met your grandmother, the very light and love of me life, as you know -- when she was but a tavern maid.”

“He did,” her grandmother spoke from behind them. “The terrible, silver-tongued rogue. Why in one night he had me underskirts falling around me knees...”

“Shush, me love!”

Stepping back, Sivakka giggled at her grandfather’s thunderous brow, his pretense obvious.

“Have no worries.” Her grandmother stroked Sivakka’s long hair placing it over her shoulder, soothing her. “We are only a telepathic thought away, my beloved.”
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HAVE A HAPPY SHAPESHIFTING DAY!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar

~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~