Fearlings Two (The Fearlings Series Book 2) by Michael Edward Page B

disappears into the woods with his son. He stops, bends down crying. He hears his wife from behind him and turns to her.
     
    The Mother runs with her daughter in her arms and is nearing her husband but she is not close enough. She sees the Fearling appear behind him, “Behind you!”
     
    The Fearling grabs the Father and tosses him sideways through the air. He slams into a tree and falls to the ground. As the Fearling bends down and grabs him by the shoulder, he stares at his wife and daughter then he yells as the Fearling drags him into the woods. “Protect her!”
     
    The Mother collapses to her knees as her husband disappears into the woods. She cries as she holds her daughter tight. They’re gone. They’re all gone, her entire family, except the daughter she holds.
     
    Sevol appears next to the crying mother. He looks down at her as she cries in panic to him.
     
    “They’re all gone!” the Mother cries. “Oh God Sevol they’re all gone! What do we do?”
     
    “Protect her,” Sevol says. His tone is calm. “The remaining Fearling can always return.” He turns to the woods as he finishes. “We always protect the Vaun.”
     
    CHAPTER 1 - PAST
     
    It is three months before the Fearling Ekabar took Grandma and Tom; she was in her apartment meeting with a friend that was helping her.
     
    Grandma stands in her kitchen at the counter pouring a glass of juice. She turns back to her guest seated at the table and smiles. “Professor, do you want a glass of juice?”
     
    “Yes,” Professor says, “of course I do.” He sits at the table smiling as Grandma pours another glass then walks to him. “So, your grandson Rob is going to marry this girl in three months and he still has not given her the experience of his Fearling?”
     
    “No he has not.”
     
    “Well, that may not have been the smartest idea.”
     
    “I agree,” Grandma says. She walks to a chair and sits. She takes a drink then puts the glass on the table. She looks across to the Professor. “Tell me about this Rick Haynes. You believe that he is a Vaun? That his family is the same as ours?”
     
    “Yes,” the Professor says. He hesitates to finish his thoughts. He knows the value of his conversation with Grandma. “Understand though, we do not and I mean do not know much. Rick has not shown one sign of opening up about his family’s secret.”
     
    “Does he think that it is unsafe, that his Fearling and Shanawl will do what?”
     
    “I did not say any of that,” Professor says. He smiles. “You should ask Shanawl. She would know if it is safe or not. Besides I would like to say hello to her.”
     
    Grandma stands and walks to the other side of the kitchen. She flips the switch and the room darkens. The light from the living room shines into the kitchen but there is enough darkness on the other side of the kitchen for the Fearling to appear.
     
    Shanawl fades into vision. She stands in the corner for a second then walks to the edge of the darkness. She turns her shadowy head down and towards the Professor sitting at the table. The Professor has experiences with Shanawl and shows no fear of her appearance. He stares at the shadowy Shanawl and speaks with calm delight in his tone. “Shanawl, it is so good to see you my dear. How have you been?”
     
    “F i n e,” Shanawl says.
     
    “Shanawl, is there reason to fear meeting with other Vauns and their Fearlings? Can that be dangerous?”
     
    “Dangerous,” Shanawl whispers. She turns and walks to the darkest part of the room, the corner. She turns to Grandma and Professor, “When they attack.”
     
    “They?” Grandma asks.
     
    “They,” Professor asks, “Like the Fearling Ekabar ?” He stops and thinks about the words he speaks. “There is more than one?”
     
    “Yes,” Shanawl says, “many.”
     
    “Fine but this Rick Haynes and his Fearling,” Grandma asks, “are they dangerous to us?”
     
    “No.”
     
    “Good, then I will meet with this Rick,”