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The suits tailored themselves to the wearer. When Shiloh initially put the suit on, it was baggy in some areas and too snug in others. The look was almost comical.

With Caleb beside her, she found her gifts expanding. No longer was the earth moved to simply protect her, it flourished around her. She felt animals close by, and everything seemed brighter. She smiled, radiant at her surroundings. “Want to see something?” She said, bending down and picking a flower, root and all, from the ground. “Hold out your hand.” She said, and placed the little thing in his palm. “Now watch.” She said, closing her eyes and exhaling. The little flower blossomed, grew and wrapped softly around Caleb’s hand, little flower buds crawling up his arm. She stopped at his elbow. “That’s new.” She said, smiling. He returned the smile as she pulled the flower off of him. They kept walking, and he took her hand protectively in his.


“We’re almost there, hear the water?” She said, smiling when it came into view a little while later. The cave was abandoned, and would certainly do nicely as a shelter. Caleb descended into it to work on a fire while Shiloh opted to bathe using some more soapstone. When she was done she lay on a rock to dry. The sun felt warm, so good on her skin, and she smiled, letting it soak into her. She let her mind wander and soon she was thinking of him again. That wouldn’t do, especially not when she had him just underneath her. Sitting up sharply, she slid off the rock, and she made her way into the cave. “I made fire. We can find food, and at least have something to eat.” He stopped short, watching her carefully. She was entirely unaware of how sensually she was walking, or that where the dirt was, flowers were blooming as she passed them. She put her hand on his chest.

“I want you to take me, Caleb.” She said, the words leaving her lips softly. He started to shake his head. “You know you ca-“ She reached up, shushing him with her finger. “I don’t care, I want you to take me. Here, now, however you want…” She trailed off, seeing the reaction from his c**k. “And I think you want me too.” She had a thought, something she gleaned in a magazine once. Without looking away, she undressed him slowly, peeling the suit off. Dropping to her knees, Shiloh wrapped her hands around Caleb’s c**k and slowly worked it back and forth, before taking him softly into her mouth. He growled out a pleasurable sound, and she kept going, until she thought she’d gag, she couldn’t take him down her throat, not yet. She used her hand to help, and the moved her head, trying to remember what she read. Swirling her tongue around his head, she sucked on him, massaging the base of his c**k with her hand and rubbing her tongue against the length she could take. Caleb reached down, a hand in her hair, holding her head and guiding her. Sadly there was no easy way to do this and he pushed her head down onto him. She struggled, but he spoke calmly.


“Breathe, you can do this, breathe through your nose…it’s okay.” She gentled and finally relaxed, accepting him. She kept going at a pace that seemed alright, working him to orgasm. He pulled out, knowing she wasn’t ready for THAT without some explanation. Once he came he cleaned hastily, returning to find her laying down, the firelight dancing in an endless song against the shadows that was playing out on her skin. “Just because I can’t come, doesn’t mean you can’t…” She’d let him decide to take her. For now she just moved to make room beside her. “We need food.” He said, looking into the fading daylight. “We’ll eat tomorrow morning. Trust me, fishing will be good. Let’s sleep.” She motioned beside her. While they were laying together, she looked over at him, and rolled onto her side facing him. “I have questions…” She mused. “When don’t you, little one?” he asked. She smiled at him. “I want to know your story. I want to know more about you. How’d you get to be in this line, what’d they do to make you as hardened as you seemed to be when we first…met? And also…” She trailed off, afraid to look him in the eyes, “How long have you loved me? I just…It’s all so new to me.” She was terrified she may have made the monster in him come back, and so she kept her head down, waiting for his answers. She always found herself waiting for this man…

Caleb never knew someone to ask so many questions. Although, in his line of work, he never really interacted with other people outside of transactions or formality. He tucked his finger under Shiloh's chin and raised her eyes to meet his.

“Questions? Only an eternity’s worth!” She said, laughing freely. Once she made the decision to trust him, it was as if a weight had been lifted from her. She yawned, rubbing her eyes sleepily. “You should sleep, my Shiloh.” She nodded, and he started to rise. “Caleb, don’t go. Stay with me.” She said, taking his hand. “I have to make rounds.” He said, but the look in her eyes stopped him. “I will stay until you’re asleep, and be back before you wake.” Shiloh nodded, tucking herself into his arms. It didn’t take long before she was asleep, her face relaxed and serene. Carefully, Caleb pulled himself free of her, and went to make his perimeter.


He stepped out of the cave’s opening carefully. Nothing so far. He started his outward walk, making it a little ways before something from above him caught his attention. There was someone there. He felt for his glasses, but must have forgot them in the cave. Four men jumped him. He was able to counter their moves, even stabbing one of them with a shot that would ensure death. Two men tackled him to the ground. He felt the blows to his head, and then, the sharp sting of a syringe. His world went dark. The three that took down Seven looked at their injured comrade. “Deliver the message before you die.” Was all they said as they drug the Red away. The man in the blue drug himself toward the cave, but it was slow going. Every time he moved, he lost blood. Finally he started screaming for the earth mover, knowing she would hear him. Nothing happened. The blue man whimpered.

Shiloh woke before dawn and stretched out. She reached for Caleb’s warmth, for the solid feel of his body and his sweet smell, but there was nothing. Sitting up, she looked around. No note, no sign of him having been back in the cave at all. Standing now, she made her way almost out of the cave when a sharp crack of a branch breaking made her hesitate. There, in the corner! She saw a blue man. Blood covered his stomach. She walked to him carefully, and stood in front of him, holding up a boulder large enough to kill him. “Assassin. Are you alone?” He nodded. She kept the rock up anyways. “I…I bring a message…from TOTEM labs. Promise to put me out of this pain, and I will deliver it to you.” He spoke, coughing up blood as well as leaking it out. Shiloh nodded quickly. “You have my word.” He smiled weakly. “They have Red Seven. They are planning horrible things. Chances are, they’ve already started with him, as he was airlifted away. Would’ve got you too, would be they knew where you were. Got lucky, finding him alone. They’re hurting him, torturing him. But they’ll bargain with you. If you want to save him, go back to totem. They’ll release him when you turn yourself in to The Director himself. A life for a life. There. You promised. End my pain.” She nodded, her voice a whisper. “Last words?” He smiled. “Sherrie…I love you.” He closed his eyes. She let the boulder fall. He never screamed, only twitched and went still. She parted the ground under him, and closed it back, making a makeshift grave.

Then her mind turned to her journey. They had her Caleb. She had to go to him. Stopping long enough to grab his glasses she mapped out the quickest way back. These suits were supposed to keep her from tiring? It was time to put that theory to the test. She practically flew out of the tent, clearing the ground in front of her, and making her path smooth, she started heading back toward TOTEM. Without the need to stop for rest or refreshments, a three day journey back turned into a matter of a few hours. Even when she did tire, she simply used the ground to push her forward, like riding a wave back in to shore only much, much faster. She arrived just after dusk settled, outside the gate. She wanted to do this somewhat stealthily. Sneaking in under the fence, she cleared the irrigation ditch, and  called on her earth to kill the security cams. Now they couldn’t see her at least. Making her way inside, Shiloh quickly found the emergency stairwell and followed it back up. She’d start at her floor. Then she heard the sound that broke her heart. Caleb, screaming. Over and over, what were they doing to him? She followed the sound, running until she couldn’t run anymore. Her lungs heaving, she skidded to a stop outside his room. She didn’t have a plan, but she banged on the door. His screaming stopped, and slowly, methodically, the door opened. She saw her Caleb, and her jaw dropped…

Shiloh wanted to run to him, to protect him. She wanted to do something. But the woman in white was sizing her up, waiting. One wrong reaction could set everything wrong. She assessed the situation. She had to get Caleb free. She had to get him out of there. She focused on him, struggling to regain the mental link she shared with him. While she focused on that, she moved slowly into the room. It felt strained, horrible, to be here. It was like her entire being was shying away from this place. “You were supposed to report to the Director. He’s been expecting you.” Shiloh forced a calming breath as she spoke. “Then tell him to come here. I’m here to make sure you let Caleb go.” The woman chuckled softly, looking between Shiloh and Caleb. “Caleb hmm? If he can leave, he’s free to go.” Shiloh looked at Caleb. The gashes, the salt, the odd way his legs were bent, the blood pouring from his mouth…Oh, my love… She thought, her heart hurting for him.

“He cannot leave, you have ensured that he is too far injured, and you have broken our deal accordingly.” Shiloh said. She was never good at the political games, but she was trying. The woman looked at Shiloh as the Director himself finally entered, without a word. “So what shall we do about this hmm?” Shiloh stepped forward, putting herself between both of them and Caleb. “I get him out, safely, and you never touch him again. In return, you get what you wanted from me. My blood.” She heard Caleb’s voice both audibly and in her head as he screamed. Through blood, he tried to speak, but failed, and thought instead. Blood?! She turned and nodded her head at him, just a little, the corners of her mouth raising in a grim smile. “Yes Caleb. They need my DNA, my blood, to create the serum that heals. Although the fact that I can now heal other people should sustain within them enough interest to keep me alive, at least for now.” The Director looked at Shiloh, raising an eyebrow. She noticed two more people had come in, moving silently to stand a few feet away from her on either side. This was not going to end well.

“Oh little one, what you don’t understand is that you will show me. You will show me anything I want, or Caleb will be decommissioned.” The Director was smiling. She knew that smile. She knew what he wanted out of her. No, no, she wouldn’t give it to him. She wouldn’t look at Caleb, but she thought to him. Do you trust me? She asked, and smiled when she heard him say yes. It was weak. The woman had hurt him badly. The Director looked at her and sent the men on either side to her. She smiled. Time to show them how far her training went. To say that Shiloh had the situation handled was a bit of an understatement. She was everywhere. She let the first man grab her arms and lock them behind her back, so she could lean against him and jump kick his friend in the throat with a well-aimed kick. The man went backwards to the ground. Shiloh came down and used her weight to flip the man over her head so that he landed in front of her. By this point security was flooding in, all trying to get to her, all failing. The second man hadn’t finished hitting the floor when she grabbed his stun gun, turned, and used it on the first security guard. The next one to come at her grabbed her hair and pulled her off balance. Shiloh grabbed his hands from behind and twisted around until she was facing him, causing his hands to break at the wrists. Another guard felt this would be a good time to bring a gun into play, but Shiloh was equal to him. She grabbed his arm, made him shoot his friend, then broke his arm, causing him to shoot himself in the gut. When it was all said and done, She, the Director, Caleb, and the woman, were the only ones left.

“You always were the best of them.” The Director said. Looking at the Director, she smiled. “Is that a potted plant on the floor?” By the time he had turned to look, she’d called the soil to her, even with that little bit of earth, she could feel her strength returning tenfold. The director had shouted orders she didn’t hear as she rushed to her Caleb, her every thought focused on the ground deep underneath her feet. There was a slow and steady rumbling. It started small, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the feeling. There was power, she had the strength. She knew Caleb knew what she was doing, because she could hear Caleb screaming in protest as the staff of the building rushed to the walls and windows to see her apocalypse coming. The ground around the building was cracking, breaking, bending to her will. She was opening the earth beneath them. All the strength she’d saved, all the pain and anger and hatred, it was all here, now, under her control.

While she worked her will on the ground, she used what earth she had on hand to give her the strength to break Caleb’s restraints, and catch him before he fell. She pulled him to her. Through gritted teeth, she split her attention. She took a shard of the pottery and cut her palm open. As soon as the blood sprung from the wound, she pressed her palm into one of the open wounds on Caleb’s body. Her blood mixed with his and she focused on healing him. She let the blood run deep, deep into his bones, and although she knew it hurt him, she could feel it, she knew it was working. He was becoming whole again. She didn’t want to tell him what it was costing her, and she could feel her strength waning as she healed him. The ground under the complex was shaking, and they tried to flee. Shiloh knew they’d never make it. She took a deep breath, timing had to be everything here. Focusing she watched the very last of his wounds close up, although she couldn’t regrow his teeth, she repaired the gums as well. As soon as he was finished, she held him tight and exhaled. There was a burst of pain in her head, and she screamed just once as she let the building, and all of them, drop into the sink hole she created, burying them.

All around her people died that day, all except for herself and her Caleb, who were protected by her earth in a small, cave-like bubble. Inside the bubble, she finally passed out, her Caleb beside her. She’d find a way out when she woke.

Shiloh couldn’t bring herself to smile. There was so much hatred in her heart for herself. She couldn’t even find words to form thought, but the picture she painted of herself was more than sufficient. She turned her eyes away, crying. He was just like her now. She knew there was a part of it that was wonderful and beautiful, and a man as gorgeous as he was deserved to have the power that came with being an earth mover. However there were reservations, and he’d have to fight through them like she did. She stroked his arm, running her fingers up and down it gently.


“How are you feeling?” She spoke aloud, just for the convenience. He nodded. “Physically? I feel…I don’t know. Is it always this confusing?” She nodded, pulling her knees up and hugging them to her chest. “Pretty much. Feeling fine, but a little nauseas? It’s normal, sadly. You’re adjusting…I’m so sorry. I never meant to bring this on you. I never meant to, but you were dying, I could see it, your life was getting fainter, and she’d hurt you so bad, I had to do something, and I knew that my touch alone wouldn’t be enough. Selfish as it was, I couldn’t stand losing you. I didn’t care what they did to me, but not you.” She trailed off, rocking herself as she realized she killed everyone, people who didn’t even know her name, people with families, who’d done nothing to her. Horrified, she turned her head away from Caleb so he couldn’t see her. He pulled her back into him, turning her to face him.


“All this time, all when I was hunting you, that’s what I was bringing you back to?” She nodded, biting her lower lip so hard he was afraid she’d draw blood. “I couldn’t tell you, I didn’t know if I could trust you. Caleb, I…there’s so much I don’t know about this world and the people in it, but I want to…I want to know about all of it, with you. I never knew about love, or beauty, and I thought freedom meant being alone in life, I never knew it until I realized how much I cared for you, and how much I stood to lose without you. I understand if you don’t want me anymore, after what I have cursed you with, but if there’s any chance in your heart that you will want me, my hunter, I…I would want nothing more than to stay by your side, for the rest of my life.” She lowered her eyes, humbled by his presence, glorious and godlike before her, and she wanted to bow and kiss his feet or perhaps just lay there and await his command. There couldn’t be anyone else coming for them, could there? And with all this time, she could worship him forever. The thoughts she knew he heard still brought a small smile to her face as she awaited his answer.