Free The Red Moon: Moon Rising by J. M. Lyons

slow.
     
"She really hot. He said, as he lightly touched my forehead with
     
his hand. I could tell he was worried just by the sound of his voice.
     
"Don't worry son, she'll be fine." Dad replied still digging and
     
looking around for the phone.
"So, this is why mom's here huh?"
Tucker said softly.
"She's
     
here for you Mia." He whispered into my ears. "Yeah, and now
     
that your sisters getting her power; sooner than I thought she
     
would, I think she timed it perfectly.
She knew that her being here
     
would start the change." Dad said very angrily. "So what now?"
     
Tucker asked. "Now we wait for the elder counsel Tuck, that's all
     
we can do." Dad replied, as he pulled the phone cord out of the
     
bundle of newspapers that went flying around the house.
     
"Hi, Lily.”
     
“Yeah, it's me David.”
     
“Me and the kids are fine, but we may have to spend the night
over at Tom's.”
     
“Yeah. I'll explain later; I promise.”
     
“You gonna be ok.”
     
“Alright, we'll see you in the morning.”
     
“I love you too." Dad said, as he spoke on the phone.
     
"David." Uncle Tom called out from outside. "Yeah; did you
     
get a hold of them?"
Dad asked. "Um, they already knew, and
     
they're already here." He said, stepping slowly back inside the
     
house. "Bring her to the hut." He said, pointing to the little old
     
shack out back.
Dad and Tucker both carried me out the back door, pass the
     
old pile of junked cars and across the large yard into the small old
     
hut that sat near the large fire pit. Tucker found some old fur's that
     
uncle Tom collected over the years and he rolled them into a
     
pillow. They laid me down on a small wooden bench covered in
     
animal fur. I'm not sure how long I laid there, or what was going on
     
while I laid there.
     
For me it was just darkness, and sounds. I tried to open my
     
eyes and talk; but no matter what I did, I couldn't and I didn't
     
understand why.
I could hear some voices while I floated in the
     
darkness, but I didn't know who they belonged to. I could smell
     
smoke; like there was a fire burning and it made my nose burn a
     
little. I could hear someone talking just above me; but the voice
     
belonged to someone I didn't know.
     
I could feel the soft plush fur beneath me but I was afraid to
     
try to open my eyes. What happened to me? Why was this
     
happening to me?
What was gonna happen to me? I was so
     
confused and scared.
I peeked with one eye to get a glimpse of
     
where I was. I was in a small room that reeked of fire, ashes, and
     
saw dust. There were old dusty mounted heads on the walls, with
     
animal fur hanging beneath them. Was I dead? Was this going to
be my hell, surrounded by dead animals? I thought to myself;
     
terrified of what could be happening.
     
Suddenly the door opened. I quickly closed my eye so that
     
whoever was didn't know that I was awake. I felt a warm hand on
     
my forehead. "Oh good, you're cooler now." The voice said. This
     
voice I knew.
     
"Tucker." I said, in a very dry hoarse voice, as I slowly opened
     
my eyes. "Yeah; how you feeling?" He said softly.
"What
     
happened?" I asked in a whisper. "Well, you're about to find out
     
Mia. Uncle Tom and dad called the tribal counsel. You remember
     
the old men that grandma used to tell us about?" He said still
     
softly.
"Uh huh." I said with a nod. "Well, they're real and they're
     
right outside waiting for you to wake so they can talk to you. Mia,
     
just know that you are about to step out into a whole new world for
     
you." He said with a smile.
I looked at him with a blank face.
     
"What are you talking about a whole new world?" I asked
     
confused.
"Well let's start with your looks, it changed a bit." He
     
said with a chuckle. Tucker got up and walked over to a little work
     
bench and pulled out a small rusty mirror and handed it to me.
     
"See." He said with a chuckle. I gazed at the reflection in