Kristi Lambert - The God War

The God War

Kristi Lambert

Copyright 2015 by KristiLambert

SmashwordsEdition

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Thank you mom for believingin me. Thanks to the girls at Caf Perks for putting up with me forhours. Thank you Victor for coming in my classroom that day andasking, Ms. Lambert, are you gonna write that book. You were ananswer to a prayer. My daughter who makes the sun set each day forme-this is for you.

ONE

The light coming from the ceilingflickered off and on hinting at the bulbs age. The body in the beddidnt stir. At first glance, the human eye might think it wasseeing a corpse. A fly circled before landing on her fingertip. Itslegs rubbed against the surface of her skin. A flinch-just herthumb. Then, air, as her lungs came to life. The first thing sheregistered was a low, drumming sound, and after a second sherealized it was her pulse. She could hear it inside herhead.

Her eyes hurt. She tried to blink whichcaused a stinging sensation. She squeezed her lids together to stopthe pain causing a single tear to fall from the corner of her eye.There was a stench in the air. It made her gag because it smelledlike medicine. She went to lift her arm and winced. With effort,she lifted her head from the pillow to see what was causing thepain. There was a needle lodged in her vein.

It dawned on her that she was in ahospital. Her vision was blurry, and she was alone. Her gazescanned the room as the drumming sound increased. Her heart punchedin her chest. Her mind was a blank-nothing. Not one image or namecame to mind. Not even her own. She didnt notice the nurse enterthe room.

Well, glad to see yourewith us again, she said.

Where am I? she pushed outthrough stiff lips.

Youre in Mercy Hospital.How are you feeling?

What happened to me? thegirl demanded.

You were found lying in themiddle of the road. You were unconscious, she paused beforeadding, strange for someone so young.

The nurse raised her bed,and the girl saw a small, white board nailed to the wall. Mercy Hospital welcomes Genesis. We hope to makeyour stay as comfortable as possible.

The nurse followed her gaze. Do youknow who that is? her voice was bright.

No.

Thats you.

She felt vomit rise in her throat. Shedidnt know her own name.

Why cant I rememberanything?

My name is Patsy. If youneed anything, Genesis, just let me know.

Genesis, my name isGenesis.

Why cant I rememberanything? her voice rose with agitation.

The nurse pursed her lips. The girlcould tell she was deciding whether or not to answer the question.Then, she pasted a smile on her face.

Why dont I go get thedoctor while you rest? She put her hand behind the girls head toplump the pillows, adjusted the thin, beige sheet, and patted thegirls knee beneath the scarce covering. With that the nurse leftthe room humming a tune. The lingering scent of her perfume whichreeked of dead flowers hung in the air.

She must have dozed off. When sheopened her eyes again, she saw that night blanketed the sky. Therewas a light sprinkle of snow falling while the stars seemed to winkat her through the window. Their cheerfulness annoyedher.

Just then, the nurse came breezingthrough the door. That sickly, sweet fragrance of her perfume madethe girls stomach churn even more. She wanted to scrub that awfulsmell from her skin .The nurse glanced over at her from the sink asa huge smile lit her round face.

Genesis didnt return thesmile.

Does anyone know where Iam? Why isnt there anyone here? Have you told myparents?

Patsy must have seen the confusionetched on her face because she narrowed her eyes.

You dont remember anythingdo you- nothing at all? Pasty seemed to hold her breath as shewaited for the girl to answer. Her posture was rigid. The nurse hadbeen nothing but kind to Genesis. Despite that, some instinctwarned Genesis the kindness was fake. That made her nervous, soinstead of answering the question, she turned her head back to thefrosted window letting the darkness fold her in its comfortingembrace.

TWO

Gen Genesis wake up.Genesis was still groggy as she opened her eyes. A face was closeto hers. She could feel the persons breath on her forehead.Genesis jerked back as far as the bed would allow. It was a girl.Genesiss reaction had no impact on her. Her eyes bored intoGenesiss face. She didnt speak as she studied Genesis. She lookedlike she was of Asian descent, although her skin and hair were paleas snow. There was a luminous quality to her skin,

and she had two red roses in the stark,whiteness of her hair. It was pulled up in a bun. Her eyes were apiercing, gray color. The skin around them was bruised.

She should have looked sick, butsomehow she didnt. If anything, the girl appeared to be full oflife, bursting with a vital energy. The stranger flung herself intothe chair next to the bed. She crossed one leg over the other. Shebegan to tap her foot on the floor.

Turning towards Genesis she said, Ivehad enough. I am ready to get out of here. I cannot standhospitals. The colors are supposed to be soothing, but instead theymake me want to put a hole in something. And what is that they aremaking you wear? Its like a green tent.

She reached up behind her to knock herknuckles against the wall. It looks like pastels threw up all overthis. She knocked again on the wallpaper craning her neck so shecould see Genesis. Is this soothing to you?

Genesis just stared. It was obvious thegirl knew her, but Genesis had no idea who she was.

After a moment, she looked at Genesisthen back up at the ceiling in annoyance. Right, they said at thenurses station you had a bump on the head or something so youcant remember some things. But, would you do me a favor by notogling me with your mouth open. Its not flattering.

Genesis averted her eyes, but her tonewas anything but mild. Its not just some things. I dont rememberanything at all-including you.

As soon the words left Genesiss mouth,a sharp sensation stabbed inside her head. She saw the beautifulAsian girl dressed in pure white. A smear of blood was across onecheek. Her face wore an expression of such sadness and resolve.Genesis had the feeling the girl was going to do something thatcaused her great sorrow, but she was going to do it anyway. Herhair was writhing about her head; no longer confined in a bun. Itwas weaving and twisting into long strands. She turned to shoutsomething. Genesis couldnt hear or see who she was shoutingto.

But when her head turnedback, Genesis knew that whoever was on the receiving end of thatstare was in great peril. Her hand rose, and just like that theimage was gone. But one word formed in Genesiss head. Mae . Genesis knew withouta doubt that the girls name was Mae.

The girl had been quiet as she watchedGenesis, but now a slow grin spread across her face.

You remember me dont you?She jumped up off the chair. I knew you would, I just knew, shesaid as her face glowed. I am very hard to forget, Mae revealedas she smoothed

the top of her hair, though no strandswere out of place as far as Genesis could tell. Fantastic, now wecan get out of this place and go home. Mae pulled the sheet offGenesis.

I dont think thats such agood idea, interjected a voice edged with steel.

Maes head turned toward the openeddoor as Nurse Patsy stepped in, and stopped in front of Genesissbed.

Though spoken in a polite way, Genesiscould see the warning look in the nurses small eyes. She placedher body in front of the bed trying to block Maes view ofGenesis.

Mae inclined her head. Oh, now dontyou worry about Genesis. Shes my best friend. Shell be just fine.Its not like Im going to make her scrub the baseboards oranything. While the reply may have come across as nothing morethan sarcasm, Genesis had the distinct impression that there wasnothing funny in the room right at that moment.