Chapter 17: The Blood-Sacrifice Ritual
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THE WESAK-DAY, WHICH WAS the Gautama Buddha’s birthday – came on the school-break. Even-though she was Catholic, Maggi followed her Buddhist mother-and-sister to the grand-occasion @the-Fu Guang-Shan Temple, in Maryland…
… they were driven-over by Uncle-Chin, who was close-family friend to-Robin – ever-since she-herself ‘had’ first migrated to-Perth from Singapore 10-years ago, with her now estranged-husband. Albert Wang…
The Australian-born Hokkien-Chinese, Uncle Chin was in his mid-50s – he had driven the Perth’s public-buses in his 20s… drove taxis in his 40s… and-now, drove the Uber-service. He’s married to Aunty-Linn, an-office clerk… but have no children of their-own…
… which was ‘why’ he adored blind-Maggi… and in-affection he even-call her ‘daughter’ – and, drove her and-the-girls to school every-day. He first met Maggi more-than a month ago at the airport where Robin-and-Alicia WERE REUNITED with the ‘lost’ for-12-years twin, who was ‘adopted’ to Malaysia. The girl appeared ‘lost’ when the emotional-family hugged-her in tears… where Uncle-Chin patted-her on the back… and told her TO ‘NOT’ worry, as she was in amongst a ‘LOVING’ FAMILY in Perth…
He was spending ‘more’ time with her… when he dropped off the-twins after school at their mother’s hair-salon, MataHari… Uncle-Chin would-then sat there and have green-tea… waiting for his ‘next’ Uber-call booking – and he ‘chatted’ with the girls. Maggi who was initially QUIET FOR a-month coming-to a different-country from Malaysia… was ‘now’ as talkative like her-twin, Alicia…
He was impressed-too that the blind-girl spoke fluent Chinese and the Hokkien-dialect cos’ she was from a vernacular-school from Malaysia… even he had TO ASK her ‘what’ some words meant… and, as a 3rd-generation AUSSIE-CHINESE, he ‘wasn’t’ fluent in his-mother-tongue … where he ‘mixed’ it-up with English when he spoke…
… then he felt ‘alienated’ – whenever she spoke to her mother in-Malay language… a ‘common’ lingua-franca of Malaysia-and-Singapore…
The blind-girl too adored the family-friend, who ‘bought’ her-treats, as she had sweet-tooth – while her sister called-him Uncle-Chin, Maggi in-return called him, Papa-Chin…
Her-mother, Robin didn’t mind ’that,’ as a girl that age ‘needed’ a father-figure to look-up to, in her growing up years – and. knowing-too that…
… she WAS SEPARATED from Albert, living their ‘separate’ lives – where, IF DIVORCED … Robin would lose ‘custody’ of her 2-young ‘estranged’ sons… who was living in their Wang family-clan household, raised by their paternal grandmother…
Maggi didn’t know ‘who’ Albert ‘was’ when she grew-up @Malaysia – but it was different for Robin’s other-TWIN DAUGHTER, Alicia… who was with her for 10-years @Perth, and she saw the ‘ugly’ side of her-father – and, she totally resent him to-the-core…
To-Maggi, Papa-Chin’s kindness reminded of her-of Uncle Han-Seng from Selayang, Kuala Lumpur… where in her phase of being homeless – sent-to the roadside ‘when’ her-cruel Aunt Wong Fei-Hong kicked her out from her-late guardian’s house in Damansara, with ‘only’ a suitcase, to her name…
… the kind Uncle Han-Seng took HER-IN ‘under’ his-roof for 2-months – and, she was ‘roomies’ with his 2 heroin-addict daughters…
Blind-Maggi ‘recalled’ her ‘arrival @the Perth International airport, in her first to trip to Australia… hearing ANG-MOH VOICES chattering all-around and on announcement-speakers – that terrified Maggi. into-thinks…
‘… Mags… I have a feeling we’re ‘not’ in south-East-Asia anymore…’
But Chin’s voice was the ‘first’ male-voice that spoke her in Chinese, that ‘calmed’ her down – instantly, she ‘loved’ the friendly elderly-man, as a father-figure which she ‘NEVER’ HAD … while growing-up in her life, with her late-spinster, Aunty Susan…
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Robin-and-Alicia bought candles, joss-sticks and lotus flowers for the temple-offering. They went first and following devotees to the Fu-Guang Shan temple… ‘knowing’ that Chin would ‘bring’ Maggi behind in their pace, and – avoiding getting ‘crowd-crushed’ by ‘inconsiderate’ rushing people in-the-crowd…
That Wesak-Day-year had more-than 10,000 devotees-and-tourists visiting the Buddhist temple. Papa-Chin and Maggi were 500 metres away, ‘still’ outside the temple compound as they walked among the-multitude… they were ‘not’ in-a-hurry…
… the blind-girl and the old-man were walking in the path of Wesak-Day-vendors who lined the makeshift-stalls on the-road. Maggi was fascinated by the sound-and-smell as it ‘reminded’ her of ‘night-bazaar’ in Malaysia that sold tasty-food in the noisy-environment…
She had switched her-SIM transponder to ‘stand-by’ mode – and held Papa-Chin’s hand when they moved in the gathering… while the elder-man was describing to the blind-girl of ‘what’ were-ahead…
Buddhist holy-chants were heard in the nearby-temple, as they ambled…
Chin bought her zaotang China-made candies – and blind-girl was snacking while the father-figure was talking to her about his-childhood as a-boy, following his-mother to Wesak-Day … where, it was ‘now’ crowded as it ‘was’ a tourist-attraction…
… they stopped over to buy more-snacks of mini-mooncakes and tang-gao… while at the stall, Papa Chin had let-go of her ‘right’ hand, while paying for the confectionaries – while Maggi-then heard a ‘different’ chant, of a male-voice behind her-back…
… SHE FELT her left-hand tugged by a man in the crowd – that reminded of the kidnap-ordeal which she faced LAST YEAR in Kuala-Lumpur – where her Aunty-Susan’s disgruntled ex-driver had ‘abducted’ her FOR-RANSOM…
The frightened-girl cried-out…
“Papa Chin! HELP! Papa Chin!”
Albert Wang was dragging the girl’s ‘left’ hand as her walked into the crowd, while uttering a Babylonian-enchanting Black-spell à where the gawking-people WERE ‘DOCILE’ to respond to Maggi’s screams… and, they ‘looked-and-walked’ away, ‘THINKING’ ITS-a family dispute…
“Who are you!!? Where is Papa Chin!!?”
“I’m your ‘real’ Papa ‘not’ some bloody-Chin – I bet your damn-Mama-and-sister had ‘not’ spoken of me ever-since you bloody-came here!”
“NO! I DON’T KNOW you! I want Mama-and-Ali… I want to-go-to them… Papa Chin, where are you… help-meee…!”
The real-estate businessman dragged the blind-girl among-the-crowd of devotees… as, Albert continued uttering his Blackmagick-spell to ‘make’ THE PASSER-BYERS in a hypnotic-state of docile-and ‘non-resistance’…
Albert dragged the screaming-girl to the open-car-park, and he wanted to ‘GET-AWAY’ from the Buddhist-chants from the-Temple that was weaking him-and-his Blackmagick…
“… Ma-Maa… Pa-paa…Alii… where are you… help meee…!?” Maggi whimpered…
At that same moment, she heard LOUD-EXPLOSIONS – and, ducked…
… thinking it was gunshots, just like the Kuala-Lumpur’s kidnappers fired their guns when they ‘abducted’ her from her-journey to Kuan-Cheng High…
… it turned-out… it was an-idiot White drunk-tourist who-had lighted FIRE-CRACKERS – ‘thinking’ the Chinese New-Year and Wesak-Day CELEBRATIONS WERE all-the-same…
Albert used the ‘distraction’ opportunity to push blind-Maggi into a black Maserati’s passenger’s seat – and rushed-over to drive-off from the Buddhist-chants that was giving him-migraines…
… but Maggi was fighting him-too while-at the driver’s seat, by… kicking-and-screaming at him…
“Where are-you taking me…!? Help! Police…! Papa-Chin – help-me…!!”
At the ‘same’ time, while driving-away his cellphone rang…
“Papa Chin… call the police… help-me from this-man…!” Shouted the-young teen…
“You bastard-daughter! Why you came to Perth and ‘bring’ me shame…!? You should ‘be’ already rotten-and-died a-long time-ago, in some-bloody blind-orphanage in Malaysia but ‘yet’ you came to Perth…
“… just another ‘shameful’ twin daughter ‘here’… of my bloody-wife, Robin, who was unfaithful to-me in Singapore … by sleeping with ‘another’ man behind-me…!”
The angered Albert was distracted by his ‘ringing’ cellphone – and looked at the-screen to see the-caller was Peter Walker… AND DECLINED the-call, so to get-back to ‘lecture’ his disgruntled-and-dissatisfying 13-years of family-problems in the matriarch Wang-clan…
Blind-Maggi shouted at the-stranger…
“Shut-Up! Don’t talk ‘ill’ of my-mother! It’s ‘good’ you’re ‘NOT’ MY father-too… you’re just a bad-and-evil man… who’ ever your name-is…!?” Maggi then-attacked him…
The driving-angered man PUNCHED MAGGI in her cheek, to subjugate her …saying…
“Likewise… I don’t ‘NEED’ YOU in my life too…!!”
His phone rang once more … and, it was Peter Walker ‘again’ – Albert wanted to ‘take’ the-call via-Bluetooth… he ‘shapeshifted’ to Ken Chan, driving the Maserati…
… Peter was ‘complaining’ OF-WHY he wouldn’t be @the Anson clay-courts later to ‘supervise’ his-debut appearance in the YouTube promo-video… as Australia’s first-and-only cyborg, who was going to ‘challenge’ the Best-3-of Chucky-Miggs’ players…
“… sorry-Pete, I can’t come… something ‘urgent’ came up in my-Crypto bizz, that I need to ‘fix’ – but no-worries… my PA, Mimi Lee would be-there – she’s a ‘qualified’ film-student grad … and, she’ll take care of the video-camera crew… and, all you have TO DO – is to come-out there, and put your ‘best’ performance-show, for the video to ‘get’ viral online…”
KC looked at the unconscious Maggi at the passenger’s seat…
“… hey-Pete, I got Good-News for-you, mate… do you ‘remember’ asking me to ‘source’ eye-googles that ‘calculates’ like Iron-Man’s visor…? Guess-what, I FOUND-IT…
“… but I’ll give it to you as A ‘REWARD’ – only if you ‘beat’ Chucky’s players, okay-Pete…!? Get hungry-later… and, bloody eat them-alive…!”
KC hung-up his call… and saw the insentient blind-girl with her AI-SIM googles on her-face… he COVERT IT – and put it into his shirt-pocket, chucking…
“… you won’t be ‘needing’ this – IN ‘WHERE’ we’re going…”
… before blind-Maggi ‘totally’ blacked-out to the punch-on-her cheek… she heard a 2ND-VOICE…
… of the ‘presence’ of her sister’s boyfriend…
… Ken Chan à IN-THE-CAR…
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Jane facetime called Paul every-morning for 4-days straight during their term-break – and the couple spoke for an-hour and more… till Paul had no-more topics to talk, and secretly wished she would hang-up as he wanted to complete his Nintendo-Ghostbusters videogame missions. He was ‘done’ talking about his Holy-Confirmation that happened 3-days ago…
… in which, they had discussed of:
* THE JIMBO’s variant who disrupted the ceremony by acting like a crazy-person… just like his counterpart-version of OTHER-PERTH who had ‘attacked’ Alicia-Wong, which landed her into the ‘near-death’ irreversible coma
* THE PETER’s 2-seconds demonic-face ‘presence’ in church, during the-Communion service – also, witnessed by 2 PRIESTS… but no-actions taken by the church – where, the bishop ‘never’ saw the devil-twin’s diabolical-form
Paul was listening to her-via headphones… as he was talking in-secret to a ‘blocked’ number behind his inspector-mom’s back. And, on the 4th-day, Jane repeated-in saying of ‘how’ she had eaten a lot during the Wong-sisters’ 13th birthday dinner…
… which was held in a Chinese Association Hall, with family-and-friends – as Robin made it as a ‘grand’ occasion… to welcome her 12-years ‘LONG-LOST-TWIN’ daughter… who-was then ‘adopted’ and lived in-Malaysia…
Other than ‘being’ excited TO BE seated @the main table with her 2-BFFs… Jane too was ‘invited’ to participate in the birthday-cake-cutting – where she was place in centre-and flanked by the birthday twins… where everyone-sang the birthday-song in-Chinese… the trio blew the candles, and they piled their-palms together to hold the knife to-cut-the large cake…
Jane was then describing the delicious food she feasted of roasted-suckling, braised veal, sweet-sour fish and orange-butter chicken – and, Paul MISSED ‘THOSE’ and was drooling as he listened-more to her… even-though, he SHOULD ‘NOT’ – as he and ‘vowed’ to lose 10-kilos in his body-weight this school-break, by exercising with the heavy-punching bag…
Paul ‘noticed’ on the iPad-screen, that his girlfriend was ‘LOOKING’ HEALTHY… and gained a few kilos, and her face was ‘round’ this school-term…
… a far-cry compared to her ‘last’ school-term – where her looks were gaunt, into her-insomniac phase… when she ‘had’ the-Peter/incubus’ nightmares of ‘playing’ Hide-&-Seek, in the ‘now’ destroyed Garden-Of-Eden – where 3-months-ago, blind-Jane was a scrawny stick-figured girl, with big-hair which was platted in 3-dredlocks…and, always in a sorry-state of fatigue…
Her face lit whenever she spoke of her ‘new’ found blind-friend, Maggi… who, also had ‘so-much’ in-common as they ‘owned’ Kimura-Star AI-devices. Paul was happy for-her that she found ‘Maggi’ in Bad-Luck infested-POST-TREETON… they ‘were’ in the A-Class, and – Jane ‘trusted’ her with the-Cursed-Trio’ SUPE-SECRETS and of ‘Apollonia’ – but…
… in-the B-Class, Paul was worried as he doesn’t know’ Maggi well-yet… and was ‘afraid’ too, that Maggi would tell-it-all to a teacher…
Jane told more ‘food-stories’ to her-boyfriend – that before ‘picking-up’ the girl from-school, Uber-driver, Uncle Chin would ‘pickup’ takeaways from Alicia’s restaurant in Chinatown… and the girls had lunch @the Wilson-residence when they group-studied and tutored Maggi to accustomed to the SHS’ syllabus…
Paul sat-passive as Jane ranted a ‘new’ story that was ‘humours’ to-her…
“…I love Chinese-food soo-a lot – and Maggi suggested, ‘when’ we-were in the legal-age to travel, that we-Go-2-Malaysia… an-Asian food-heaven galore…
“… we asked Ali, ‘if’ she would ‘follow,’ hahaha… but Ali said to-Mags, ‘why go-back to a country, where ‘everyone’ had hated-and-mistreated her?’…
“… Maggi then-replied to-Ali, that she does ‘NOT’ HATE the-country… and she likewise had ‘forgiven’ everyone who were ‘mean’ to her… and Maggi also said, ‘doesn’t’ Buddhism also practice ‘forgiveness-too,’ hahaha…?”
“… then both-the-sisters ‘argued’ in Hokkien – I ‘felt’ sorry for-Mags… cos’ sometimes Alicia is a-b****…!”
The boyfriend was surprised hearing for-the-FIRST TIME when Jane ‘saying’ the B-word … where the derogatory-word was popularized by the worldwide Millennials to be a-cool slur of social-acceptance…
… but ‘not ‘to Paul…
… even address his-dog, Kitty… as ‘girl’ or ‘lady’ – definitely ‘not’ b****
Blind-Jane continued to rant…
“… Ali was ‘mean’ to Mags by calling her a ‘county-bumkin’ – that’s like calling someone a-bogan, right…? Of-someone uncultured and crude, right…?
“… Pauly, sometimes I ‘feel’ this-variant of Ali isn’t as ‘perfect’ as my-BFF Alicia from the-OTHER-PERTH – but ‘better’ that the Taekwondo-Ali of-PERTHLAND, hahaha – who HATED-ME as the winner of-the Sports-Girl school-award…
“… what I’m saying to-me, is – Maggi-is the-OTHER-PERTH’s Alicia… the ‘one’ who was your girlfriend, who was dying-and-died in coma – but you went-after ‘her’ in the-afterlife… and, brought-back her ‘soul’ to-the-living…
“… That’s ‘what’ I love about you-Pauly – is-that you go all-out to-the ‘very’ end to ‘protect’ the girls you-love… that are your soo-sweet qualities in-you…”
Paul was ‘quiet’ and did ‘not’ respond, by thanking – but sighed-inwards… thinking of the-OTHER-PERTH…
‘… yea-Alicia ~ ‘and’ not’ you – and, it’s MY-FAULT you weren’t my-girlfriend in the ‘original’ OTHER-PERTH – where I was too-shy to ‘speak’ to-you… even-though we had so much-in ‘common,’ that we are ‘both’ handicaps – but I shared a-mutual friend with you … your-BFF, Alicia but I was still too-timid to talk to-you, until it was ‘TOO-LATE’…
‘… when you diverted your ‘attention-and-fascination’ to the ‘other’ handicap… my twin-brother – and, you became his-Janey…’
Paul’s reveries ‘poofed’ – when the giggling Jane started to-speaking again… after her ‘pregnant-pause’…
“Pauly, Maggi is a-Catholic like-you… now, a hypothetic-question, hehehe – if Maggi ‘was’ in the-OTHER-PERTH in the A-Class with you-&-Alicia à ‘who’ would you choose to-be your girlfriend among the 2-sisters…?
“… is it the Buddhist-Ali – OR THE-Catholic-Mags…!?”
Paul was irked…
“Hey-Jane, you’re being nonsensical-silly by asking me drunk-absurd questions, whether ‘religion’ is the barred TO ‘CHOOSE’ a-girlfriend – that’s ‘not’ how love ‘works’…!!”
The teasing blind-girl laughed out aloud… that annoyed the boyfriend even-more…
‘… ‘why’ BRING-UP ludicrous-and-illogical talks? – I ‘don’t’ blabber my-mouth and bring-up topics of your ‘boyfriends’ – REMEMBER… I was in the ‘side-line’ when you were ‘dating’ the-devil in the-OTHER-PERTH … ‘being’ his-Tennis-mixed double-partner in your media-capers of the media’s Perth’s Famous-Couple, and-all…
‘… neither, your other rich-boyfriend of PERTHLAND… when you SHOWED’ ME your ‘Kissing-photos,’ when you ‘dated’ Dougie-Zim back ‘there’…
‘… the Time-Traveller was ‘right’ TO CALL YOU a 50-50 Soulmate… that you’re in-between the lives of ‘cursed’ Gemini-Twins… and, ‘who’ else more, in division of the-percentage-of-fractions…
‘… ok, comic-relief aside, …
‘… we have ‘not’ spoken of the elephant-that was ‘present’ – that, YOU’RE PREGGO – and, HOW LONG before ‘everyone’ found-that-out…!?’
But Paul ‘didn’t’ speak his-mind… looking at the iPhone-screen, of…
… blind-Jane was still laughing – ‘until’ she HEARD SOUNDS of a heavy-steps outside her bedroom… of the walking-stick her ankle-injured father used as he climbed the-stairs…
… she whispered to her-boyfriend…
“… I think Daddy’s coming – I’ll call you later… bye, love-you…”
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Seconds-later, Anthony knocked-and-opened the room-door – and saw his grinning daughter in her-pajamas on her bed, holding her-Samsung… she said…
“… good-morning, Daddy…”
“… darl, it’s 9:30… I ‘heard’ you laughing with the ‘girls’ – and, you’ve haven’t taken your brekkie… go, have it now…”
“… okay, Daddy…”
“… by-the-way, I’m GOING OUT to ‘meet’ an-investor… it will be more than a-couple of-hours, Jane – can you manage yourself…?”
“… yes, Daddy… please go, I’ll be-fine…”
“… okay, I had-already filled-up Piper’s bowl just-now. I’ll be fast and I’ll ‘come’ back soon… and, I buy takeaway lunch too…
“… okay…”
“… I’m going-now… hope the roads are ‘clear’ – it’s Wesak Day today…”
Anthony left the-room…with Jane in the-bed with a-surprised look – that-she had totally ‘forgotten’ THAT TODAY-was Wesak-Day… it didn’t ‘even’ cross her-mind when she facetimed Paul just-now…
… where Maggi would be ‘following’ Robin-&-Alicia TO THE temple on Wesak Day…
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Just now, while Anthony filled up Piper’s dog-chow bowl – his CELLPHONE RANG… it was his-business partner. Anthony was carried-away with the business-talks and went ‘back’ indoors – he had ‘FORGOTTEN’ TO lock the dog’s kennel cage… and just placed the door-shut…
The Shepsky too wasn’t aware… routinely it JUST ATE its-food… and went-back to sleep in-the unlatched cage @the-backyard…
Moments-later, a green-glowing portal-opened – the-Holy-monk, SeeIn manifested himself to Perth from the-celestial realm… and stood outside the barred large-kennel of the sleeping dog. The holy-man dressed in pale-green monk robe was accompanied by low-frequency Buddhist-chants, where INAUDIBLE TO mortal…
… the sleeping ‘animal-spirit’ was sentient to the ‘soft’ sounding frequency – and Piper was ‘awakened’… it recognized the monk FROM THE-Dreamworld – as-it too ‘was’ a ‘member’ of the Intergalactical Council-Of-12, AS WEREWOLF ‘protector’…
The Old-monk telepathically ‘summoned’ the animal spirit with mental- instructions in the-Tibetan language… Piper used its-snout to push the unlatched barred-door to step-out of its-kennel… waging its-tail and went to the white-bearded Old-monk…
… he touched the dog’s large-head with his-thumb… to activate its pineal-gland – and its 3rd-EYE ‘OPENED’ and, Piper ‘knew’ what the monk’s ‘telepathy’ was relaying … that they had ‘received’ a reliable-sourced CI’s information from ‘Diyu’ – which was an ‘intel’ coming-from the ‘good’ Celestial Grim-Reaper, Horse-Face informing…
… that, the ‘bad’ Celestial Grim-Reaper, Bull-Head WAS TO receive a ‘consignment’ of the ‘soul’ of Maggi-Wong later… in-THE ‘REPLACEMENT’ of her-twin’s soul – where there was an ‘illegal’ intervention in the OTHER-PERTH, when a ‘meddling’ superhero interfered in the ‘afterlife’ life-and-death SITUATION ‘DECISION,’ where Paul ‘rescued’ Alicia’s soul, when SHE ‘DIED’ FROM her head-injury coma…
Piper ‘knew’ its rescue-mission…
… that THE ‘OTHER’ Blind-One was in-grave ‘danger’… taken by a Bad-Man possessing Blackmagick-powers…
At the backyard, the big-dog LEAPT-OVER the back-gate of Wilson-residence to race into the suburbs – and soon out to-Maryland… where the girl-was ‘taken’ 2-minutes ago, and was travelling in a black sportscar…
… the Shepsky-Alsatian ran on the freeway… with the-monk, SeeIn was ‘GUIDING ITS 3rd-Eye like a transponder… providing a scented-GPS ‘directions’ of the Maserati driven by the-Bad-Man, Albert Wang.
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Jane came downstairs to the dining-area and had her cereals. She wasn’t AWARE OF her dog had ‘escaped’ from the-backyard… to go in its-mission to rescue the ‘Other’ blind-One.
Anthony came downstairs aided by his walking-stick – dressed up to go meet his business-partner. He saw his ‘obedient’ daughter eating her-breakfast…. and went to her to say his- goodbyes…
“… I won’t be-long, darl…” Anthony kissed the crown of his-daughters’ pixie haired-head…
“Go-on, Daddy… I’m a big-girl – I can take-care of myself, I’ll be 13-soon, remember…? – and, drive safe too…” The blind-girl casually replied… and heard him chuckle…
“… yes, you-can… my-Virgo-Girl…” He said, and left…
She loved her-daddy, who had taken ‘GOOD-CARE’ of her for 4-months ‘since’ she stayed-with-him. The only disappointment that came-was WITH BOTH the ‘Kissing-video’ and ‘Deep-Fake-video’… both ‘involving’ her-BF, PAUL-WALKER a month-ago…
… Jane felt her daddy had ‘FORGIVEN’ HER since…
Jane really ‘missed’ the laughter of baby brother, Samuel-Jaheem – who was ‘taken’ away – 4-months-ago by her antagonistic doctor-mother to live in their uncle-Christopher’s house…
… but she ‘kept’ recalling BEING ‘PRESENT’ with him, as him-as an ‘older’ teenager… where he was dressed in Kenyan-warrior outfit and WAS IN-A-BATTLE… accompanied by his-dogs. But Jane could ‘NOT’ REMEMBER ‘which’ battle it-was…
… it was because the Record-Keeper-cum-Time-Traveller, John-See had ‘erased’ the-Vengeful-Virgo Jane’s memories… of Jane’s Dreamworld involvement in the Battle-Of-Garden-Of-Eden – to avoid future consequences in the ‘Game’s Timeline-Decisions’ that would ‘arrive’ when Jane acted irrationally – as she was the ‘Cursed’ 50-50 Soulmate-of-2…
… but she was experiencing THE RESIDUE of fleeting-memory of a battle where ‘Ja,’ her brother had ‘fought’…
Her-reveries poofed – when a loud DISTRESSED-ALARM RANG upstairs, in her-bedroom – the blind-girl panicked a-moment… before she ‘ran’ upstairs…
… the last time she heard ‘such’ alarm was in the-OTHER-PERTH – when SIMY sounded-it … when Charlotte-Thompson and Zoey-Williams attacked her at the foot-of-the side-entrance concrete stairs… the alarm ‘had’ attracted Aka Tandeka-Ibori, who took her to the SHS’ Infirmary to Band-Aid her scrapped-knees…
‘… ‘why’ is Boyyo sounding that-fishing alarm…!? This ‘better’ be-good…!’
She reached her-room – and, opened the-door wide, SHOUTING-OUT…
“BOYYO! What happened!!?”
The distressed AI-replied…
“… Jane! Maggi is IN-DANGER! I got a distressed-signal from SIMY… alerting-me to call the police – but I’d ‘hacked’ the Police emergency-calls database… that recorded Robin-Wong… Maggi’s mother had ‘already’ made a 999-phonecall…
The AI was rambling…
“… for ‘emergency,’ I had to resort to criminal hacking the Police – because its Kimura-Star’s protocol that AIs in ‘their’ product-line should cooperate with other-AI’ – if-WHEN USERS were in distress or in danger…
“… I’m afraid MAGGI HAS ‘been’ kidnapped…!”
Jane panicked before she instructed…
“… w-what about SIMY’s GPS…!? Go check that…!”
“… I’m ‘already’ on-it, Jane – SIMY’s GPS ‘indicates’ Maggi IS ‘NOT’ in the vicinity of the Fu Guang-Shan Temple… but IN A CAR… a fast-moving car…?”
Jane-too ‘wanted’ to RESCUE MAGGI by-herself, in broad-daylight – and she had to choose in 2-options, of flying as:
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* STARGIRL – in full-force celestial and à blazing-bright in the mid-morning skies with her ‘full-activated 3rd-Eye guiding her to the location where Maggi ‘was’ taken à but it would create MEDIA-ATTENTION of a meteor streaking in the skies – and, everyone nearby in Perth, including ‘their-unborn-children’ would-want to see that spectacular ‘meteor’ phenomenon… just-like ‘they-were-there’ in-hordes @the OTHER-PERTH – in the ‘RESCUE-MISSION’ of her ‘kidnapped’ baby brother @the South-Perth-Zoo… during in the night of the Aurora-Australis
… she has a 2nd-option… of flying-as…
* NON-STARGIRL – since she had-the ability to fly… she would discretely jump-out the window and fly-vertical towards-the-clouds… and even-though her 3rd-Eye wouldn’t be-optimal but Boyyo would be there, to GPS the location of-Maggi à and, be as hush-hush as-possible – and also, return back ‘before’ 2 HOURS, when daddy came-back home with takeaway lunch
The blind-tween chose the ‘discreet’ latter way of mission-flying – and, she put-on her-jeans on her pyjamas, and wore a thick-jacket with a hoodie cos’ it was freezing-cold in the-clouds. She was still thinking of what-else SHE ‘NEEDED,’ as she already-had her Samsung in her-jeans pocket…
… she-then walked to her-desk, where her-Boyyo was on-speakers – and reached-out to her school-backpack to retrieve her Kimura-Star AI-study tablet… and detached a transponder on it – where Boyyo could-use its-GPS-function, and in-speak-mode via the-built-in headphones of her darkglasses. She put the-transponder into her jacket-pocket…
Jane instructed her AI…
“Boyyo, we’re both ‘GOING’ OVER to-rescue Maggi!”
“… okay-Jane, shall I ‘book’ an-Uber…” Boyyo-immediately responded…
“… huh… no-silly, we’re GOING TO FLY-over…”
“… are we ‘going’ by-Quantas…?” The AI was ‘confused’…
“Are you joking with me, you ‘fishing’ AI – Mags is out-there IN DANGER… and you’re making Uber-&-Quantas jokes to me, you-moron…!?” Jane was pissed…
“… err, sorry Jane – don’t BE ANGRY… I just-can’t ‘understand’ your-orders… please be ‘more’ specific…” Boyyo-then pleaded…
Jane was recalling-and-remembering ‘bringing’ Boyyo in ‘one’ of her solo-missions à where, StarGirl chased the-incubus in the-dark subterranean caves… where they ended-up ‘magically’ next @the-Blake-Tower with-zombies… with the-incubus escaping in-the-streets…
… the blind-teen facepalmed, realising that she took Boyyo-along in her-Dreamworld-mission ‘NOT’ OF reality mission in ‘broad-daylight’…
… like as a-member of Perth’s Protector supe, she ‘battled’ natural-disasters caused by the demon-entity, BlackStar in the ‘broad-daylight’ in OTHER-PERTH…
… in contrast to this-POST-TREETON realm, where it was ‘peaceful’ with ‘no’ natural disasters in the 8-months she lived-in-this Perth-realm – BUT her battle-missions as the-member of Protectors-Of-Perth were IN HER-Dreamworld…
Jane-too had NO-IDEA ‘of-how’ she had ‘summoned’ Boyyo into her dream-mission – ‘nor’…
… had ‘no-time’ to ‘orientate’ her-AI ‘who’ asked silly-and-stupid questions that if she ‘revealed’ that SHE WAS a-superhero – she-just said aloud…
“BOYYO! Listen… and trust me on-this…!”
She climbed on her-desk and opened the room-window… and the panicky-AI exclaimed…
“JANE! What are you ‘doing’…?”
“… shut-up…just trust-me…”
“OH-MY-DOG! We’re going to fall… and. I’ll be ‘broken’…eeeiiieeee…”
“Watch-and-Learn…!”
Jane leapt-out from the 2-storied house window… with Boyyo screaming-like a girl as they fell below…
… in mid-air, Jane flipped-over – and flew-up vertically to-the-clouds, with the terrified AI still screaming in fear…
… in midway, while soaring-up… her docile womb BEGAN TO BE sentient à and kicked her-belly – as the-unborn ‘was’ excited TO-BE responsive’ of its-mom as a superhero…
… blind-Jane was unnerving to the-utmost nth-degree…with her-AI’s screams in her-ears… and the Godchild kicking in her-belly…
“Stop it ‘both of-YOU!!!”
“Jane! How are you ‘flying’…? It isn’t ‘scientifically’ possible… oh-my-dog, now I’ve to ‘believe’ in the-Supernatural…!”
The tween didn’t reply her ‘curious’ artificial-intelligent-device… but felt her womb was still ‘kicking’ her for ‘attention’ – Apollonia wanted Jane to ‘sing’ the nursery-rhyme Twinkle-Twinkle, Little-Star – and, Jane replied ‘telepathically’…
‘… seriously sing that ‘lullaby’ in-broad-light…!?”
The womb kicked a ‘tantrum’ in Jane’s stomach… and, forced the blind-tween to sing. The ‘watch-and-learn’ Boyyo heard her…
“… I’m nervous – I’m singing too…”
Both Boyyo-and-Jane sang aloud the-rhyme as they soared-up…
Jane burst-up from a damp-and-large white-mist-foam… and she levitated over the cloud…
“Boyyo, listen to me… I’m a superhero – I’m helping both you-&-SIMY to rescue Maggi. You better ‘not’ say-a-word of my ‘secret-identity’ to both Kimura-Star and my-uncle, Dr Jack-Turner and sabotage me… submit your daily-report to Washington that the Police ‘found’ and rescued Maggi, okay…?”
“… okay, Jane… this is ‘our’ secret… please find-Maggi… SIMY is ‘helpless’…”
“Yes, I ‘will’ – but I’m blind… and, I ‘need’ your help – Boyyo, where is SIMY’s GPS at…?”
After some minor-calibration, the ‘young-boy’ voiced-AI responded…
“… it’s 15-kilometer away North-East…”
“… and, where’ is North-East, silly…?”
“… oh-sorry… turn 45-degrees on your ‘right’@2’oclock… now-look at me … I’m ‘worried-and-upset’ of Maggi-and-SIMY’s abduction and I can’t even give you ‘proper’ direction… oh-dear-me, I’m having a digital headache…”
“… no worries, Boyyo – I’ll find and rescue ‘them’…!”
Jane flew at the North-East direction, away from Perth-City – and into remote industrial areas. The Jane ‘felt’ the womb kicking ‘again’ for attention… Jane telepathically scolded…
‘… What is it, Apolonia? Be ‘still,’ will you? – I’m ‘busy’ in-a-mission – I can’t ‘play’ with you…’
… the ‘giggly’ womb ‘told’ Jane that ‘she’ wanted to ‘tell’ HER A SECRET about ‘Boyyo’…
‘… huh… what secret is ‘that’…?’
… the sentient-womb excitedly told the-host… that no-matter how ‘sophisticated’ her AI-was – but-via using the Godhead White-magic spell… ‘he’ could ‘not’ detect Jane was ‘preggo’ – which made the womb ‘INVISIBLE’ to the AI’s health monitoring-app…
‘… good-girl, Apolonia… I love-you, darl…’
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THE BLACK MASERATI reached the compound of a warehouse in the North-East Perth industrial area. In the sportscar’s cabin-interior was the unconscious-Maggi. Ken-Chan parked his car… and saw through the dark tinted-windshield at 2-of the 3-local thugs, who were ‘employed’ as armed-security guards running towards the car…
… ‘before’ he alighted the car – HE SHAPESHIFTED into Albert-Wang, the Real-Estate mogul of Perth… and, had a .22 Glock tugged in his back of-his-pants…
Both the men offered their assistance but the Chinese-businessman declined – as he went to the passenger’s door and retrieved the insentient blind-girl… and carried her over to the warehouse, where there was a dozen of luxury-cars parked at-the-front…
… The businessman from the Est-8 Group Properties – had found the leash for the warehouse 6-months ago, for Jared-Wilford in his diverse-business of the petrochemical consignments imported from Russia – mostly crude-motor oil stored in drums and plastic-canisters…
There was a big growling-black Alsatian dog chained-up nearby – with 20% of its fur ‘burnt,’ and it was healing from its-wounds. But Blackie was massive and was taller than a Great-Dane, and was ferocious-enough to bite the head-off a Pitbull…
… it was wagging its tail and salivating when it saw Albert coming with Maggi in-his-arm – thinking it was ‘lunch’… as it was famished-enough that it could ‘wolf’ the small-sized girl dead-or-alive…
The ‘lookout-duty’ 3rd guard opened the door for Albert-Wang to enter with unconscious-Maggi in his-arms. Inside the godown were a couple of parked forklifts… and the Chinese-man walked the aisle of rows of oil-drums – until he reached the centre of a makeshift altar, with burning halogenic-incenses and red candles, and a congregation of a dozen chanting men in-black-robes…
… they were prominent captains-of-industries in Perth… in their-secret cabal of the Moloch-cult, who-offered a child-blood sacrifice once-a-month to the entity Baal-Zebub, the rival-twin of Asmodeus… so-that their businesses would prosper…
Albert placed his cataleptic half-daughter on the altar – and the chanting-men proceed to tie-Maggi’s 4-limbs… horizontally stretching like a-star similar-to Da-Vinci’s Vitruvian-man… Albert too-then wore a black-robe, and joined them in-the-ritual…
From behind a purple-curtain came the Grand-Wizard, Tophet Jared-Wilford gracefully chanting the ritual-incantation, while hold a curved dagger…
… the child-sacrifice ritual was such – first, the wizard:
* Slit the throat-of-the child, and collect bowls of blood for the-cabal to drink as their-ritual of Holy-Communion
* Next, the wizard cuts-off the heart of the-child for the cannibal-cabal members to pass-it around-to eat
* Then, the wizard shucked the child’s eyeballs-out and ate them like oysters… and prophesised to the cabal of visions of their-businesses for the month
* The rest of the-child’s cadaver was for Blackie to feast
Everyone-present in-the-ritual ‘heard’ commotions OUTSIDE – Albert told the-wizard…
“… make it fast…”
… for the-blood sacrifice ritual to ‘work’ – the Grand-wizard should be IN-A-TRACE-state, incantation of the ‘summoned’ Baal-Zebub’s spirit… to HOLD-THE-DAGGER to preform ‘carving’ the body of THE TIED-UP child…
Armed with his .22 Glock, the long-robed Albert ran to the door… hearing loud-barks outside of the chained-up ferocious black-dog…
… looking-out the window, he saw Piper HAD ARRIVED – and was mauling one of the guards’ face…
‘…it’s that damn-bloody ‘animal spirit’…’
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Jane and Boyyo who flew ‘above-the-cloud’– and they WERE ‘LOST’…
“Hoi! What you mean ‘no’ fishing’ GPS-signals…!?”
“… yes, Jane – it’s ‘gone’…!”
“Gone ‘where’? Ooiii, dummy – be specific…!” The blind-supe exclaimed with urgency…
“… it’s either the kidnapper had ‘put’ the SIMY-transponder into a Faraday-bag to eliminate the GPS-signal – or we’re in a ‘poor’ reception area… with limited coverage due to limited cellphone-tower…
… but if you fly lower to the-ground, that would ‘help’ with my ‘visibility’ as I can cross-reference to images of Google-Earth…
Jane shouted-and-protested…
“What!? Are you crazy to ‘make-me’ fly at ground-level in broad-daylight...!?”
“…but-Jane, we’re ‘not’ in the-suburbs anymore – trust me it’s ‘safe’… and, your secret-superhero identity would ‘not’ exposed…”
Jane plunged-down meters into the damp cloud… and Boyyo had ‘visibility’ of the industrial stretch – and the AI-calibrated its aerial bearings…
“… that’s the Roe-Highway…”
They ‘heard’ gunshots in the distance…
“… it’s coming from Perth-Hills… oh-dear… I hope the ‘girls’ are-alright…”
“Where ‘are’ they!!?” The panicky blind-supe cried…
The AI gave the ‘verbal’ coordinates of the ‘gunshot’ transpiring location – and Jane flew over in-mighty whizz-speed to the-rescue…
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Piper had transformed into its-grey werewolf form… and had-brutally killed the other 2 shooting guards. On its-4s, the man-wolf raced to the warehouse – to ‘save’ the other-Blind-One…
… the big-black dog’s pole-chain broke – and the beast raced-forward to intercept the grey-lycan…
In mid-air, the black-beast morphed into Marchosius, the Romanic WOLF-GOD…
… a lower pantheon of God-of-the-Old-era… now forgotten by the ‘modern’ world…
… the burnt-fur in the black-lycan – WAS ‘WHEN’ defending the incubus-Iskurr-and-Peter when they were ambushed in the caves-in-Jordan à by SeeIn, St Michael and the ‘captured’ Red-demon, Mercury… whose flaming-sword had burnt-him…
The 2 werewolves fought a brutal-fight of clawing-and-biting each other – and the black-wolf who was twice the size was winning…
Piper recalled fighting Marchosius TWICE BEFORE ~ when in another ‘lycan-life,’ he was a-gladiator prized-fighter in the Underworld’s caged pit fights – where-both the-werewolves had ‘lost’ ONCE TO each-other before…
It was-A ‘TIE’ – and the fight-trilogy concluded-today in the POST-TREETON-realm… à where one ‘MUST’ DIE…
The grey-lycan stood-its-ground to fight-back Marchosius… and hurt it ‘where-it ‘hurt’ the-most’ – Piper clawed the old-wounds on the Blackie’s back… to ‘weaken’ it by-bleeding it out…
At-that moment, Jane-and-Boyyo touched-down outside the warehouse building…
“Oh-my-Dog! Are those Werewolves…!!?”
… Piper turned-to its-Master and alerted…
“Jane! Maggi is ‘inside’ – they are going to kill her!”
“Huh! Is that your-dog Piper…? How is it possible for a ‘generic’ house-dog be-a werewolf…?”
“Shut-up, Boyyo – ‘focus’ on-Maggi…!”
… Jane was ‘really’ pissed-off with the kidnappers-who had taken-her BFF, against her will – and, blind-tween flamed-up into her-optimal cosmic supe-identity as StarGirl – Boyyo-the AI-transponder screamed in-terror, ‘witnessing’ her-fiery transformation…
“YIKES!!! Jane you’re b-burning… and y-your body-temperature is 40,000-Kelvin, and rising – how is it p-possible-that I’m ‘not’ melting-and-dead’…?”
… Jane ‘ignored’ his stupid-questions… in-fact, she doesn’t need him-anymore cos’ her-3rd-Eye WAS ACTIVATED whenever she-was Stargirl…
The gonzo cosmic-superhero stormed gung-ho at the building – and created a burning-gap that was once-the-door. She flew in golden-flames and soared-at ceiling-level of the godown … her intense heat had melted electrical wires and the florescent LED-lights went blackout in-rows, as StarGirl approached the ritual-altar…
Albert-Wang stood helpless at the-burning door… and saw the Perth’s superhero had ‘interfered’ in the blood-sacrifice ritual – and ‘botched’ it. The only ‘option’ for the Chinese-businessman was to-run…
… but 2 werewolves were fighting outside at the godown-front. Armed with his .22 pistol, Albert wanted to shooting at the grey-lycan as he ‘raced’ to his-car… but as a chain-smoker, at the age of 47 ~ he would ‘get’ a heart-attack in-doing-so…
… so, HE SHAPESHIFTED into Ken-Chan… the 17-year-old youthful-athlete…
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At the sacrificial-altar laid the unconscious-tied-up Maggi – the-robed 11-Moloch cult-members were chanting-spells so that the Grand-Wizard would go into a state-of ‘elevated’ Trance to complete the-ritual before ‘outside’ interference intervened…
… in the darkened-godown, the chanting ‘worked’ and induced-the-Trance – Jared-Wilford now-was ‘possessed’ by the entity Baal-Zebub… the South-African man was laughing maniacally and speaking in Babylonian-tongues while wielding the curved-dagger…
… but from the darkness ‘came’ the-Light…
… as StarGirl flew to the altar that was lit by red-candles – her 3rd-Eye detected the-wizard was about to plunge the-dagger to kill Maggi… the supe blasted her cosmic-shot at the man – and his robes busted-IN-FLAMES… scorching him, as the other cult-members were trying the rescue him by the removing the-burning cabal’s attire… in-the-process, Michael-Donovan too injured both of his hands when his-robe sleeves too-caught fire…
The superhero descended at the front of the altar… which terrified the men, who-then ‘carried’ the injured Jared-Wilford and they escaped at through a side-door. Jane didn’t want to kill the fleeing men, as she focused on ‘saving’ her-BFF…
… she touched fiery-fingers to burn the 4-belts – that bounded-tight the Chinese-girl’s stretched-limbs…
… the heat-intensity of her-flaming body made the stored plastic-canisters of motor-crude oil to melt… that set-off more blazes – until the-altar was at the centre of an inferno ring-of-fire… Boyyo exclaimed-out…
“YIKES! Jane, your flames are causing ‘more’ damage… we are all going to ‘die’ when we blow-up in Hollywood-Kaboom!”
StarGirl looked-up at the aluminium metal high-ceiling top – she ‘blasted’ a huge hole on it. She flamed-off to blind-Jane, and picked up the unconscious her-bestie’s arm and slung-over her-shoulder and flew-up, before the-raging inferno ravaged-and-incinerated the blood-sacrificial altar…
… they were over the roof and Jane flew-over aerial… where below, the 2 werewolves fought. Ken-Chan saw the 2 blind-girls in-flight as THEY ‘ESCAPED’ and were leaving the warehouse’s compound… heading towards the kilometre-away main-road…
The Chinese-youth too wanted to make his-escape, before the authorities arrived after they were ‘alerted’ of the burning godown. He was ‘cautious’ too over the grey-lycan, who was having the upper-hand to the weakened-and-bloodied Marchosius in the-gruesome fight… but KC took ‘his-chance,’ and raced-over to the parked Maserati…
… Piper ‘smelled’ Maggi’s scent on the running-youth ~ ‘knowing’ that HE WAS the ‘perpetrator’ who had ‘kidnapped’ the ‘other’ Blind-One. KC removed his-long robe which hindered his running… looking over his-shoulder, to be terrified that the grey-lycan was on its-4s, gaining him…
…haphazardly, he shot random-misses with his .22 when he escaped. He reached the black sportscar and GOT INTO the interior-cabin, and started the car – and the grey-lycan leapt on the bonnet and started punching the windscreen, KC shrieked in-fright…
Marchosius ‘came’ to-his rescue, and lt leapt too on the car’s bonnet – and the 2 supernatural-entities fought on the-car, causing dents and broken a windshield…
KC reversed the vehicle and causing a-momentum TO DROP the 2-killer werewolves to fall-over to the ground – and, the Chinese-youth ‘did’ a donut skid-mark rotation with the-sportscar, and fled the scene-of-crime.
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In mid-air to the main-road, blind-Maggi regained her consciousness… and-screamed and was ‘afraid’ of levitating while clinging on to ‘someone’– Jane ‘identified’ herself and told-her to ‘not’ to-be afraid and she’s ‘safe’ – that she-and-Boyyo ‘had’ saved her from being stabbed-and-killed JUST-NOW by Evil-men…
They touchdown at the side of the road of the-industrial area… then from a-kilometre-away a loud explosion WAS HEARD…
“Whoa! Now that’s a-sound of a Hollywood-Kaboom…” Boyyo was impressed…
… then a Maserati with shattered windscreen sped by – and, KC saw the 2-blind girls at the side of the-road… and zipped-away…
“… he saw us – the ‘driver ‘saw’ us… is that ‘good-or-bad,’ Jane…!?” The AI asked a ‘stupid’ question…
But Maggi recognized the ‘sound’ of the Maserati…
“That was THE CAR ‘that’ I was taken just-now…” She said to Jane…
The cautious Boyyo-then alerted that 8 other-cars WERE COMING… they hid behind some shrubs – Boyyo took a series of photographs through Jane’s darkglasses-googles à of the rear-licence plates of the passing luxury cars… of the escaping Moloch-cabal from the exploding godown…
“This will ‘do’ THE-TRICK – I’ll anonymously tip the-information of these Evil-abductors to the Police… for THEIR’ ARREST later…” The sleuth Boyyo-announced…
“NO POLICE!” Maggi exclaimed…
“… what? Why…?” Jane was ‘surprised…
“… I-I heard 2 voices in-the-car…” Maggi elaborated…
“Were there 2 people with-you, Mags…?” Jane asked…
“… err… I don’t know ~ but the older voice ‘claimed’ TO BE the-husband of my-Mama… and he ‘mentioned’ too of her-name, Robin… and ‘claimed’ he was the-father of Alicia…”
… Jane lost her-mind of the revelation of the ‘abductor’…
“Its Albert Wang!! I ‘heard’ he was a cruel-man… and, now he’s evil ‘enough’ to kill you … sorry-Mags, I didn’t want to be a ‘busybody’ and tell you ‘about’ Ali’s family-background when we first ‘met’… knowing that you’re her sister…
She hugged the Chinese-teenager…
“… soo-sorry-Mags, I ‘made’ a-grave mistake! I should’ve WARNED YOU that Albert wasn’t a good-man to his wife-and-daughter – that ‘why’ Ali hated her father…
“… which father would get men to kill his daughter…!?” Jane said while thinking of her ‘dotting’ father, Anthony…
The Chinese-girl nodded and ‘told’ a 2ND-REVALATION…
“Janey, the 2nd VOICE WAS Alicia’s boyfriend, Ken Chan!”
“WHAT!!? Albert had ‘conspired’ with Alicia’s boyfriend to kidnap you…? Are you ‘sure’ Mags…!? We ‘both’ are visually-impaired girls… and voices are sometimes confusing – as they ‘may’ sound similar…” Jane clarified…
“… that what I heard… the voice was more-or-less like Ali’s KC… but-now, I really don’t know… but please DON’T TELL this to her – and even the incident of my-father trying to ‘kill’ me… don’t tell them ‘that’… and no-Police-too – this is ‘our’ secret, okay-Janey…?”
At that-moment, Boyyo distracted-them…
“Jane, your dog is here…”
The old-Shepsky came-over ‘after’ the black-lycan escaped during the godown-explosion …
“Are you girls okay…?” Piper spoke in the voice of an-adult male…
“Yikes! The DOG ‘SPEAKS’! – how that ‘biologically’ possible…!?”
“Shut-up! I wasn’t talking to you!” Piper snapped at-the-AI…
Both the-girls kneeled-to hug the big-dog…
“… Langren-Piper, you can speak…?” Maggi exclaimed in-delight…
The dog chuckled in-modesty, saying...
“… yes-Maggi, I’m an animal-spirit – I’m ‘gifted’ to speak every language known to man…”
“… I ‘could’ do that too…” The blatant Boyyo-responded…
“You-annoying piece-of ‘noise’! You had ‘replaced’ me as a ‘guide-dog’ and I became a-mere ‘house-dog’ in a cage – but could you ‘protect’ these 2-girls like I did today in this tragic-event…!?” The irked Shepsky argued…
“… well… I can’t go-beast-mode like you, transforming into a werewolf – but I’ve done MY ‘BEST’ BY calculating-and-coordinating events, according to my-safety protocol to ‘protect’ my-users…” Boyyo-countered…
“Stop it both of you – I ‘need’ YOU BOTH…!” Jane broke-up the ‘feuding’ dog-&-AI…
“… then, can I ask your permission that you set ME ‘FREE,’ Jane – I don’t ‘want’ to-be imprisoned in a cage ‘anymore’…” Piper appealed to-its Master…
After a pregnant-pause, Jane spoke…
“… okay, you can… go…”
Jane hugged her dog and cried…
“…I-I love you, Piper-boy… don’t FORGET ME… ‘visit’ me if-you-can…”
Piper licked her face – and said, “… I ‘love’ you-too, Jane…”
The concerned Chinese-tween spoke…
“… but-Jane, Piper is hurt – you should take him to a vet…”
Piper chuckled again – and replied something in Mandarin to her… AND-LEFT…
“Huh… what did he ‘say’…?” Jane asked Maggi…
“… he ‘said,’ he’ll lick his wounds… and-be ‘fine’…” Boyyo ‘interpretated’…
Maggi hugged the crying-Jane as her dog said his-goodbyes and ran-away…
“There goes the Lone-wolf…” The AI-commented to the blind-girls…
… then Boyyo ‘changed’ the-subject – to ‘get’ the-attention of the ‘sad’ girls…
“… Jane, Maggi ‘had’ lost her-darkglasses…”
The Chinese-girl’s hand felt her own-face… with the swelling from Albert punching her just-now… and, realising that her googles were ‘missing’… and panicked to the thought of losing it…
Jane too had ‘lost’ her google before in the OTHER-PERTH – on the day of the-Perth’s Famous-Couple’s mixed tennis-doubles match – where there was a ‘melee’ in the SHS’ gym, when the-criminal, Hajji ‘came-in’ gun-blazing…
… but a Good-Samaritan ‘FOUND’ IT ~ and later returned to the-Police’s Lost-&-Found dept…
“Mags, do you have the SIMY-transponder…?” Jane then-asked…
Maggi dug-into both pockets of her green-jacket – and retrieved her AI-transponder-and-Nokia phone…
“Yes… I have-SIMY…” She said…
Jane replied…
“GOOD! That is ‘more’ important, as you NEED IT for-studies – no-worries, I get Uncle-Jack to get you a pair of-googles for ‘replacement as your GPS-navigation guide…”
“… you’ll do that for-me…!?” Maggi was-surprised…
“… yes, in-a-heartbeat…”
“Thank-you soo-much, Jane – I love you!” The excited Maggi hugged her…
“… I love you-too, Mags…”
And, both of the BFFs exchanged cheek-kisses…
Boyyo interrupted them and said…
“Jane, it’s ‘almost’ 2-hours – we GOT-TO GO now-before’ your-daddy ‘comes’ home…”
“What the-fish you’re ‘talking’!? What ‘about’ Maggi? We can’t leave her-here alone, right…!?” Jane was annoyed…
“I had ‘already’ took care of that, ‘when’ we flew over-here to safety… I had ‘made’ an anonymous 999-Emergency call to request an ambulance for-Maggi-the-Missing-Girl’s ‘location’… and the fire-department-too for that burning godown…
“… and I even ‘hacked’ Telstra phone-company, and USED SIMY as a-front where I made a-call via-the-Nokia… and ‘imitated’ MAGGI’S VOICE à leaving you-Jane a voice-message ‘during’ the ‘time’ she WAS ‘ABDUCTED’ by her ‘father’…”
“… huh! You ‘can’ imitate my-voice…!?” Maggi was astounded that Jane’s boy-voiced AI could ‘mimic’ her feminine vocal-cord…
… just like Piper who spoke to Maggi in Chinese – the show-off Boyyo replied her in Mandarin… then in dialects of Hokkien and Cantonese in MAGGI’S VOICE…
… and the blind-girls were ‘astonished’ by the feat… Boyyo bragged-and-chuckled in-a-mischief way, saying…
“… it’s creepy, right? – it’s just-like the-Terminator ‘imitating’ Sarah-Conner’s voice in that ‘phone-call-scene,’ hehehe…it’s a Good-thing I ‘know’ some BlackHat hacking, wink-wink…hehehe…!”
… both the blind-girls didn’t ‘understand’ the AI’s popcorn-cultured movie ‘reference’ made – but Jane ‘DIDN’T’ LIKE her-Boyyo mimicking her BFF’s voice… it was malicious IF-MISUSED … just like the ‘Deep-Fake’ Tarzan-&-Jane sex-video à which landed her-and-Paul in deep-trouble on the social-media…
… but she kept-quiet… as she ‘had’ GIVEN HER decision-making rights to her AI à when it ‘agreed’ to HELP ITS ‘preggo-user to ‘get-back’ to her-boyfriend… who was communicationally ‘BLOCKED’ AWAY from her lonely blind-world…
… as her ‘BLUE-BEACON’ that ‘lighted-up’ her dark-domain…
Both the-girls then-heard the sound-of-sirens in-a-distance… Boyyo laughed…
“… right-on the ‘bellybutton-of-time, hahaha!”
An-urgency came into Jane…and turning to Maggi she-said…
“… I ‘can’t’ be seen by ‘them’ – Mags, I GOT-TO go…”
“…kay-Janey…”
… they hugged-and-kissed their goodbyes… and Jane flew vertically-up into the skies in broad-daylight… leaving the blind-Chinese-girl below-ground, who-was – cheering-up at the midday sun…
… while ‘looking’ AT HER ‘imaginary-mind’ – of her supe-BFF flying-away…
“You gooo-superrr-Janeee – the Defender-Of-Perth!!!”
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Jane hurried-home… following her-AI’s ‘shortcut’ aerial directions. Going-against the chilling cold-wind made her want to-pee…but she-controlled her-bladder. She was-then ‘distracted’ by Boyyo’s voice…
“Jane, your father’s Mercedes is right below the highway – and according to his GPS, his ETA is 2-minutes…”
“… oh-fish-me… we got-to hurry…” The worried-tween mumbled…
But Boyyo-and-Jane arrived a minute-early @the-Wilson residence – and the blind-girl climbed-into her-bedroom window. The first-thing she did was – call her uncle-Jack while in the bathroom-peeing, AND-TO ‘request’ a replacement for her-BFF, Maggi’s losing her AI-darkglasses…
… unaware of the time-difference between Perth-and-Washington DC – she had ‘no’ answer…
She removed her-jacket and jeans… and the pajamas beneath it, and wore her shorts and a pink-tee shirt. She was exhausted-and-lightheaded at the same-time and, she sat on the foot-of her-Queen-sized bed to-respite…
… realising THAT ‘SINCE’ being ‘pregnant’ à her superpowers HAD INTENSIFIED – and she was twice as powerful-BY ‘SHARING’ the unborn Apolonia’s untapped-powers…
… that ‘destroyed’ a godown…
Jane heard her father coming inside the-house through the front-door – Anthony called her down for lunch ~ and, the daughter acknowledged that she was ‘coming’…
… but first she had to wash her oily-and-grimy face from flying in the pollutants of the flight atmosphere – she re-entered her bathroom and washed her face with soup till she was satisfied that her skin wasn’t oily, ‘after from destroying a storage-facility of crude motor-oil…
… she felt peeing-again and sat at the toilet-seat – while calling Jack-Turner ‘again’… and, still getting ‘no’ reply…
After 5-minutes, Jane finally-came down-the-stairs – where Anthony had-started to eat his-lunch of lamb-chop ribs, mashed-potatoes and garlic-butter-fried mixed veggies. She got a whiff of her ‘fave’ food… but ‘before’ she had-her lamb-chops, she had to ‘SELL’ A LIE to ‘convince’ Anthony of her-alibi…
… and, Jane ‘stuck-and-followed’ Boyyo’s script… with her A-List-game face – of her Nicole-Kidman acting-chops…
“Daddy! Someone in the crowd had ‘kidnapped’ Maggi just-now at the t-temple, during Wesak Day… and, s-she was ‘taken’ away in a car by 2-men!”
Anthony was ‘shocked’ when he heard that-astounding news WHILE-EATING… and he ‘almost’ choked on Jardiniere baton-cut carrot…
Her atheist-father exclaimed…
“OH-MY-GOD ~ What-happened…!? Had she been ‘found…? That poor-girl… her mother-and-father ‘would-be’ devastated…!”
“… err… she’s ‘fine’ now. Daddy – her AI-SIMY ‘contacted Boyyo ‘who’ informed-me that Mags is-in-danger… and I called the Emergency-999# and told them the GPS location – I ‘think’ THEY HAD-rescued her…”
“Wow-darl! You called 999!? That’s good-thinking of your AI to ‘alert’ you – and you ‘called-in,’ and you saved your-friend – you ‘both’ deserve hero bravery ‘medals’… and what time was Maggi ‘taken’…?”
“… mmm… about… around 9-or10… ‘why’ Daddy…?”
“… it’s probably in the 1 o’clock news… we can ‘know if Maggi is alright…”
Anthony got up and left the table with his lunch-plate, to eat in front of the-telly. Jane ‘knew’ her dad WOULDN’T GET any-news yet… as it ‘only’ happened a half-hour ago, when Maggi was ‘rescued’ from those Evil-men…
… furthermore, it was Boyyo ‘who’ made an anonymous call to the Police-and-Ambulance to give the GPS of the perpetrators… AN ‘ALIBI’ that Jane was @Home… and, ‘not’ as a supe in the North-East industrial-area, who rescued Maggi from her-father and his Evil-cohorts from the godown…
With no-worries of her supe ‘identity of BEING-EXPOSED in-her successful ‘solo’ mission in broad daylight – she finally ate with a peace-of-mind…
… she was proud of what she ‘HAD’ ACHIEVED as a blind-supe going on a daytime-mission where she took a lot of precautions, with the aid of her-AI who had cooperated-well and made it a ‘joint’ fruitful-quest as StarGirl…
… even her-daddy ‘called’ her a hero – that all she wanted – to make her-father to feel ‘proud’ of her. But on the back of her head, she felt ‘guilty’ that she had TO TELL ‘lies-after-lies’ to coverup her ‘secrets’ that she carried with her-boyfriend in this cursed-realm of the POST-TREETON…
… she only told him as FEEL-GOOD White-lies… but ‘NOT’ ALL the dark secrets – namely…
Jane’s reveries poofed ‘when’ her womb ‘kicked’ her-tummy…
‘What is it, Apolonia!? I’m eating here!’
… telepathically it told ‘the ‘host’ to-Stop daydreaming and – EAT THE potatoes-and-veggies ‘last’…
… as it wanted to the ‘taste’ of the succulent-and-juicy roasted lamb-chop ribs ‘first’…
‘… greedy pig… is THAT HOW you-fat-belled Roman gods eat… like sloppy-pigs…?’
Jane ‘imagined’ a grubby-looking blonde-baby sleeping in the cot, with a its-hand holding a roasted lamb-rib to the mouth… sucking-it-as a ‘pacifier’ – and the ‘host’ telepathically-remarked…
‘… that’s-you, Appo – you greedy-pig…’
The womb ‘retaliated to her-teasing with another-kick – and, mentally Jane replied-back…
‘… you think that’s ‘not’ funny…? But I find it hilarious, hehehe… you ‘fat-bellied’ sucking-pig…’
The blind-tween chuckled – and she used her-fingers to eat her-lamb-ribs – and-soon, the womb-and-host were into a ‘bonding’ union…
… maternally, as mother-and-child…
Jane ‘who’ was a-month preggo ‘since’ the Immaculate-Conception @the-Garden-Of-Eden – but the accelerate-growing Godhead-womb à was into its 4th month of development…
… it needed its ‘nutrients’ from the-host TO-BE strong-and-healthy – and it WOULD-BE ‘born’ soon…
… as the Saviour-Daughter… to fulfil the ‘mission’ of the-End-Times.