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.Land of the Giants: The Ferals	By : keithcompany Category: G through L > Land of the Giants Views: 2357 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She tried to remember everything Celste and Deckett had told her about night vision tech. Mostly about the stuff to avoid, and why.
They drew closer, obviously searching for the Little People. Gessy watched them in the viewfinder. She came up with a plan, but wasn't sure if she could affect both giants at the same time.
She racked her brain and came up with a second possible approach. Again, though, it might only get one giant, and just warn the other.
Wait. She could use BOTH plans! Very carefully, she lined up the camera to the face of the closest giant. She set the range finder laser, the invisible one, to touch directly on his cheek.
When she was sure she was ready, she flipped the switch to visible and swept the laser beam across the lenses of the man's goggles.
His scream was everything she could have hoped for. He grabbed his face and pitched backwards to the ground.
"Wakkell! What happened?" The second giant turned towards Gessy's tree. She closed both eyes and pressed the button for a flash photograph.
Seconds later she was skidding down the slope of the tree. It was impossible to stop at the bottom. She just shouted, 'C'mon!' as she passed the roots and took off running into the dark. She'd mapped out an escape route before shutting down the camera and kept along it.
Behind her the Earthling women followed the sounds of her feet and panting, slipping through the dark.
Far behind her, two giants rolled on the ground and called out to each other in confusion and pain. Even if their eyes cleared, she was pretty sure from Celste's warnings that the technology would be worthless until the next night.
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Gessy circled far around the giants towards the general area of the Earther's spaceship. When she was quite sure that the hunters couldn't pick up their trail again, she paused to scan the area for a hiding place. A burrow under a tree's root seemed perfect.
She led the exhausted women to it. By then, no one was running, just staggering along. They all threw themselves on the ground and rested for a while. If, for 'rest' you mean 'collapsed in a boneless heap.' The forest outside had started to lighten with the sunrise.
When she could move again, Valerie crawled over to lay beside Gessy. The two shared a quick hug. "Oh, girl, you really saved our lives back there. Thank you so much."
"What she said," Betty added.
"My pleasure," Gessy assured them.
"How did you do it?" She swung the camera around, careful not to point the lens at either woman.
"This is a camera," she explained. Don't look in the lens. Deckett would have a hard time explaining a picture of an Earthling on it, especially if he doesn't try to catch them."
The humans shared a look between them. Unsure what they meant, Gessy spoke quickly to reassure them. "He won't, you know. I promise. He won't and he didn't. When he could have."
"We know he didn't," Valerie said, squeezing Gessy's hand reassuringly.
"And we know he could have captured us all," Betty said, moving to sit on the girl's other side. "We were wrong about him before and we know that now. We, uh, we trust you."
"And we trust him," Valerie said.
Betty cocked her head for a second. "At least, as much as we can trust any giant."
The younger girl lowered her head to rest against Betty's shoulder for a second. "Thanks. For being honest, if nothing else."
The group sat in quiet companionship for a second before Betty started looking out the entrance. "Well, what do we do now?"
"Room service," Valerie said, falling back to the ground. "A trough of coffee, some croissants, maybe an apple or two."
"That sounds lovely," Betty agreed. "Make sure there's a bucket of cream for the coffee."
Gessy looked back and forth at her companions. "You people are insane," she said.
"Gessy, we were just-" Valerie said.
"It's bubble bath first, THEN breakfast!" the domestic insisted. She managed to keep a straight face only until the others laughed, then she lost it.
Deckett had planned for Gessy to be out in the forest for the whole night. That wasn't completely unheard of for them. But she had traveled far afield from where she was supposed to be.
"Is he searching for you?" Betty asked when she saw the worried look on Gessy's face.
"Probably," she answered. She made some adjustments on the camera. "Would you take my picture? To show him I'm okay?"
"Um, sure." She slung the strap and started looking in the view finder. Valerie returned from the back of the cave, their latrine, and stopped.
"Looks like you're aiming a bazooka," she told her friend.
"Yeah," Betty said absently. "Gessy, these controls look human-made." She shook her head. "I mean, they look like Earthlings made them."
"Probably." Gessy agreed, standing near the cave front for the light. "Celste said they learned a lot from Earthlings. But Deckett said it's not a weapon, so the Earthlings wouldn't have made them torture the information out of them."
The Earthlings shared a skeptical look but kept silent. Betty took and transmitted the picture.
"Thanks," the teen said, taking back the device. "Deckett'll see that I'm okay, and figure I'm with you guys."
"But you didn't take a picture of us," Valerie pointed out. "How will he know?"
"Duh," Gessy said, rolling her eyes. "Who took the picture?"
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They had walked through the forest for about an hour when Gessy stopped. "Wow," she said. "Never seen this on this continent." She unlimbered the camera and started taking several shots of a plant.
"This is bad," she muttered, "very bad."
It seemed less than startling to Betty or Valerie. It was nothing they'd seen in the forest before but it wasn't colorful, frightening or impressive.
It was a weed, lots of pods growing on looping curls. Small, sharp leaves grew in bunches, pointing out of the loops like arrows out of a quiver.
Betty spent the delay looking around, watching for any giants to step out from behind trees. Valerie watched the domestic.
"You know," she whispered, "for someone that can be such an airhead, she really knows what she's doing."
"Uh-huh," Betty said shortly.
"What?"
"She's really good with stolen Earth technology," Betty muttered. "Put that on her resume."
"She doesn't know any better!" Val snapped.
"That doesn't MAKE it any better!" Betty snapped back.
"RUN!" Gessy hissed. The two women twisted around to see the girl disappear into the bushes. That's when they noticed the footsteps. A giant was approaching.
As one they turned and ran under the closest plant. It was the one Gessy had been filming. Crouched under the leaf bunches, they watched a pair of work boots get closer and closer through the underbrush. It was hard to gage with the size of giant steps, but they seemed to slow down as they approached.
The giant's voice muttered, "She should be...right about..." Then they stopped. "Here." There was a click above then Gessy's camera started beeping.
"Come out," Deckett ordered, kneeling beside the fern. Gessy ran out. But where Valerie expected her to be smiling at her reunion with her owner, she was crying.
"It's horrible!" she cried. Then she pointed at the strange plant. "It's a fire-brush!"
"Did you touch it?" he asked urgently.
"No. But Valerie and Betty are UNDER it!"
"Oh, no," he said. The boots twisted in their direction.
"Well, crap," Betty sighed.
"Valerie," the giant called. "I would like you and...your friend-"
"Betty," Gessy said. She wrung her hands and watched.
"Betty, right. Please come out from under the plant, be very careful not to brush any part of it."
Valerie shrugged and walked out. Betty was a bit slower, not having really spent any time getting to know Deckett. They ducked under the foliage and walked out into the clear.
Deckett looked down with a very worried frown. He was rolling up a pant leg as he spoke to them.
"That's a fire-brush. It can cause a painful rash. But what's really bad about it are the mites that live on it. If they drop onto a person, or brush off onto them - DON'T MOVE!"
The two Earthlings froze in position. Gessy noticed that Betty's hand was halfway up to her hair.
"Don't move," he repeated. "If you scratch where the mites are, that drives them down into your skin." He gestured towards his shin. A large circle of scar tissue welled up in the middle.
"That's from brushing by a fire-brush, through a pant leg, and I got medical attention inside of an hour."
"Wow," Valerie whispered. All three human's skin together wouldn't cover that area, Gessy knew. If the women were infested, they could die. She hoped that her giant could save them.
"I have some things that might help, but you're not going to like it," he was saying. The Earthlings looked from him to Gessy. She tried to look encouraging.
"We have to go home with you?" Betty guessed.
"You have to strip," he replied. He was fishing something out of his pack. Gessy wondered when he got a can of mite-powder.
He placed a square of cardboard on the ground and gestured for the women to stand beside it. A plastic bag was opened and placed beside the square.
"Strip your clothes off, put them in the bag. Then lay down on the cardboard and I'll spray you." Gessy saw the spray can he had and realized what he was going to do. Oh, that was sneaky.
The women didn't want to strip, obviously, but they both started to itch. With another glance at his shin, they started to take off their clothes.
When they were nude, Deckett sealed the bag and offered them each the cap off of a beer bottle. "Cover your faces," he said. "So you don't get the medicine in your eyes."
Gessy watched as they complied, covering their heads with the caps and trying to cover their secret private girl parts with their hands.
Then Deckett sprayed them with the glue he used to mount specimens. In seconds they were trapped on the board, unable to move.
They started to complain. He flipped the lids off and slid the cardboard into a carrier. Before he closed the carrier, Gessy ran forward. "Can I ride with them?"
"Gessy, they have mites."
"I'll stay clear," she promised. She crossed her ears and spat. He shook his head, but lifted her into the box.
Before the top shut, she looked over at the women. They looked weird, standing upright but slightly tilted, feet off the floor.
And not moving. Except for the glares they shot at Gessy. "It's for your own good," she said. Then the cover fell and it was dark.
"Gessy, what is going on?" Betty asked. She sounded mad.
"You sound mad," Gessy said. "I guess you would be." The case started to shift as Deckett moved quickly through the forest to his car.
"See, you have to get a bath, soon, or the mites will eat you alive. With the glue, some of them are trapped and won't drill their way into your body. And, well, you won't scratch yourself this way."
"It hurts," Valerie whined. "It hurts a lot!"
"It'll get worse," Gessy said softly. "But we have stuff at home. You'll be okay. Eventually."
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It was the longest half-hour in Gessy's short life. The women became more and more uncomfortable. Deckett's movements became more and more frantic as he hurried, almost knocking his human up against the infected ones.
There was at least a respite from the knocking as he drove home. At the familiar lurch into a parking place, she tried to get the Earthling's attentions.
"Please, please, please be quiet! If the giants in the lobby hear you, they'll stop him. And you'll never be treated in time!" In desperation she tore her sleeves off and tried to stuff them into the mouths of the women to muffle their cries.
In the dark, even with them trying to help, she still nearly lost a finger to Betty's wild bite and was pretty sure she brushed up against Valerie's body.
Somehow they made it through the lobby and the elevator. Deckett mumbled something in the hallway, probably to Mrs. Aggrat.
Then the light was shining in and they were in the familiar bathroom.
Deckett raised the cardboard out of the case and out of sight. Gessy hopped up and down a little bit until he reached back in for her.
She grabbed his finger as he lifted her out and over to the edge of the tub. The women were still on the backing. It was taped to the side of the bathtub. She watched as he started running water.
“Don’t forget the bath salts!” she shouted.
“I won’t,” he replied. He had that smile he often got when she made suggestions. She thought of it as his ‘how stupid do I look’ smile. Gessy didn’t understand how insulting his intelligence made him happy.
For now, though, she just wrung her hands until he pulled a cardboard can out from under the sink. He put a measured amount under the faucet. Water started turning green.
“I have to call about the fire-brush,” the giant said. Gessy nodded, eyes locked on the Earthlings. They were still writhing in place, gritting teeth and groaning.
“I’ll be right back,” he promised and walked out. As soon as he passed the doorway, Gessy started stripping off her forest clothes and throwing them to the floor. When she was naked, she walked to the back of the tub, or the end of the tub where Deckett’s back went, pinched her nose and stepped over the edge.
She slid down into and under the water, slowing and popping to the surface. Then she waded quickly over to the other women.
“Where is it the worstest?” she asked. Valerie screamed and Betty just groaned. “That’s no help,” Gessy scolded. Then she started splashing the medicated water. It wasn’t rising as fast as she wanted so she tried to apply it to the tops of the women. The young woman took cupped handsful of water and splashed the other two on the hair.
“If I can work from the top to the bottom,” she said, “it’ll meet the water rising from the bottom to the top. Right?” They didn’t answer. She continued splashing.
“One for Betty,” she muttered, “then one for Valerie.”
The mite-salts worked to paralyze the mites and sedate the skin, incidentally dissolving the glue that held the women in place. The water itself softened the cardboard. A few moments after Gessy jumped in, both women freed their feet, kicking back and forth in the water and raising a froth.
The water she splashed on their hair ran down their shoulders and arms, medicating their body as it went. It also released their hands before Deckett had expected.
They were able to scratch while they were still itching unbearably.
Gessy first noticed the change when she rose to splash Betty. The woman’s hand came free and knocked the cupped water into the air. Then she started scratching at her belly.
“No!” the girl cried. “No, no, you’ll hurt yourself!” She grabbed the blonde by the wrist, trying to keep it away from the reddened skin.
Beside them, Valerie screamed and started to draw blood from her hips.
“No! NO!” Gessy shouted. She didn’t have enough hands to stop them both. They needed to be deep in the water, as soon as possible. She glanced up at the tape, but it was the Good Stuff. Nothing she’d ever be able to do would shift it. She thought of the faucet, but she’d never get the water flow increased in time.
Betty yanked her hand free and started scratching again. “Darn it!” Gessy shouted. In a fit of rage she jumped up to grab the woman by the hair. She had some idea of shaking the head and shouting. It’s what Deckett did when his editor came over and did stupid stuff like down an entire bottle of Drink and declare he was able to fly. It never made him less stupid but at least he stopped trying to open the window.
When she had a hold, though, she ended up peeling Betty off the cardboard and down into the water.
They thrashed about in the water for a bit. Gessy finally kicked herself free and crawled/swam over next to Valerie. She grabbed the wrists of the redhead, but kept her eyes on the other.
Betty’s head rose slowly above the foam, but she didn’t stand all the way up. Her hands were rapidly rubbing the green water over her skin, her eyes were a bit glassy.
“Oh, that’s just what I needed,” she sighed.
Gessy instantly grabbed her friend, Valerie, and pulled her down into the water, too. In moments she was also kneeling in the tub. The only body parts either woman lifted above the water were ones that had stopped itching at all or were necessary for breathing.
Even then, it was a difficult choice to make.
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An hour later everyone was in the living room. Deckett sat in his favorite chair. The Earthlings were wrapped like sausages in hand towels. Ointment had been applied to their scratches and they’d each had a dose of the giant’s Drink. They lay on the arm of the chair in a state of cotton-wrapped bliss.
Gessy was wrapped in her own towel, tucked into her usual spot in the crook of her friend’s elbow.
“Why don’t I get Drink?” she asked. “I was in just as much danger.”
“You’re not old enough for Drink,” he replied.
“Iss bad fer ya,” Betty said.
“It makes you slur ‘r werrs,” Valerie added. “Ur be’er off widout it.”
Gessy looked from relaxed face to relaxed face. “Looks like it’s worth it,” she concluded.
“Trust me,” Deckett said.
She thought about it. Gessy and her giant had each saved her Earthling friends in one day. He’d promised to get them home and safe and she knew he would. If they could trust him with their lives, she could trust him on this.
“’Kay,” she said, snuggling down deeper into his arm. “But just this once.”
The End, Part 2
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