Freak: Aug-15-1999 : The Un-One’s Childhood

August 15, 1999

Sam’s body quivered with anger.  She knew she made the right decision, but the unfairness of it gorged her throat and the foulness filled her mouth.  Suddenly she was hunched over, her stomach spewing out the hurt and anger and the mornings breakfast.

A strong hand on her back and the soft rough voice, “easy girl.” seemed to calm some of the body’s shudders.  “You were a rock back there.  A towering totem of strength. I am proud of you girl.”

Sam looked to her papa and let the tears run freely over her face.  “They blame me, all of them.  Blame me for killing mama.  Blame me for sullying the chiefs name since they can not blame my birth father.  I am a bastard and a freak.”

“Thats enough of that Samantha McDonnel” The force behind her last name, his name, caused her head to snap up and look into his eyes. “I gave you my name, my heart and my legacy. You are not a bastard child and I will not allow you to call yourself that.”  He hugged her tight to his chest.

As they looked over the valley from their favorite cliff edge.  Sam let her inner eye begin to feel out the valley below. It was their place. Few people could reach the cliff edge halfway up the rock face.  You had to know the mountain.  Know the foot holds and hand holds.  Her father could move effortlessly up the face as if it were a flat surface.  Sam had to pay a bit more attention.  “Sometimes papa, I see lines of energy that aren’t life based.  It’s weird the way they jump and skip across the area.  The bounce from ley line to ley line. And if I focus really hard, I can hear words.  People talking. I wonder what they are?”

Sam first became aware of the energy ley lines around her three years earlier. She could sense life forms that were hidden near by because the earths energy were drawn to living things, painting a sort of swirling picture of what was beyond.  Over the past three years her papa had worked with her until she could find any living thing within a one mile range.

Sitting up here, she could see the whole valley, full of life, streatched beneath her. Sams papa ruffled her hair. “Words huh. What are they saying,”

“They say that Crystal Ishkitàn was taken….” A few seconds ticked by before Sam put the words together with their meaning. ” Oh my gosh papa.  Someone has stolen that little girl. I have to help her.” Sam jumped to her feet and began to move towards the side of the cliff and climb down.

“Easy girl, where is this information coming from? ” Conner rose up and waited for her to answer.

“I think, well this doesnt make sense, but I think its from the tribal police radios.  How can I hear them?” Sam stretched her young legs.

“I think you aren’t hearing them exactly.  Just like your eyes do not see the ley line energy. Your mind senses the electromagnetic radio waves bouncing off of the ley lines, creating an resonance you can detect.  At least thats my best guess.” He gave Sam a very wolfish grin for a human face.  He was after all part lycan.  He started down the cliff side at a long loping run. No human could move down a cliff like that.

“Freaks to the rescue huh papa?  They might not want us living with them.  But they sure as hell need us.” Sam cast her senses wide.  “I think I can sense her up towards the hot springs.  There is another person there, an outsider, an unknown energy pattern.  Papa, he is sick, I think its fae. And I dont think he wants to just have tea with Crystal.”

She saw her fathers form blur fluidly into wolf form without missing a step and explode into the forest, his lycan senses now searching for the Fae.  Sam stopped for a moment and tried to focus on the radio waves.  If she focused on just those ley lines that were resonating with the foreign electromagnetic waves she could trace the searchers and lead them to Crystal.  She just hoped her father arrived in time to save the little girl. The energy around that Fae did not feel right.  There was a dark sickness around him that made her fear for the little girl.

Closing her mind to the little girl and the dark fae she focused on the rescuers energy patterns and their radio waves.  Thinking of how the electromagnetic waves moved to create words she bent them a bit with her mind. “Crystal at hot springs. Hurry!” Sam listened for the response to her message and repeated it when they responded. Then turning she followed her father’s path into the woods. As she neared the hot springs she sensed her fathers energy burst and mingle with the Faes.

The ley energy sight was somehow less horrible than what her eyes showed.  The energy was just a mass of swirling patterns interacting with each other. With her eyes she saw  the wolf tear and slash at a dark beast covered in mud and earth, dripping with rotting life. Sam tried not to focus to much on that as she ran to free the little girl, who lay paralyzed in fear at the banks of the spring.

“Lycan pup, you’re no match for ME!.” The fae roared, mud and muck spittle shouting from his gaping maw. “I am the earth you fool.  You can not beat me.

“Papa, he is sucking his energy from the earth, drawing his strength from it.  I can see the ley energy being absorbed.” Sam lifted the limp body of the little girl and turned to run from the scene.  Glancing over her shoulder she saw her father slam against a rock and yelp.

Laying the little girl down Sam closed her eyes and willed her strength into her father.  She pushed with all the power in her body out along the ley lines.  She could sense her father growing stronger.  Opening her eyes she saw a half man, half wolf stagger to his feet and grasping the beast around his core he lifted him high into the air.The best thrashed in her fathers arms. Sam thought about how the animal got strength from the earth.  Sam dug out the fire blanket from her hiking bag.  This was about the most unnatural thing she had on her. Flinging it out she yelled to Conner, “Throw him on it papa.”

Conner flung the beast onto the fire blanket and Sam rushed in and began to wrap it up as tight as she could without being hit.  Her father joined her.  As she cast around for something to secure it with, a shaking small hand offered Sams climbing rope from the bag.  The acrylic blend was perfect.  Smiling at Crystal she nodded and began to tie the creature up tight.

The fae creature struggles ceased as it began to suffocate in the lining of plastic. “Take her home Sam.  I will take care of this one.  See you back at the cabin.”

“Yes papa.”

Sniffling, Crystal said, “I guess its good to have a freak… her voice trailed off. “I mean a friend like you around. I think I might rather have you then almost anyone else Sam.  Is that okay?”

“Thats just fine by me Crystal.” Sam hugged the girl tight and hurried toward the sounds of the search and rescue party.


This is back story to the Un-One. I will be using T10 to work out who Sam was prior to the beginning of the Un-One.



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