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"Um... I was just... I heard Ms Kara arguing with someone and thought maybe I should resolve it." Riley says. "Oh. I'll take care of it." Dallas says. He opens the door and goes into his office. I keep my head being the corner so no one sees me. Riley gets back up and runs back to the classroom. I was secretly hoping that Dallas would punish him, but the guy has always been a softie. I see Riley walk back to the hallway and I make my move. I grab him by the muzzle and pull him towards another hallway. "This could've been much simpler." I mutter. "You could be one us." "Never!" I hear him mutter under my paw. He tries his best to struggle against me but he knows he'll never be stronger than me. As I hear the door for Dallas' office open, I drag Riley back out and quickly get him in the office. Kara shuts the door as I drag him in. The Canler forces him into a chair and ties him down by the paws and ankles. "I was wondering when you were ever gonna show up." He says. "Let me go." Riley says. He struggle again against his restraints but Canler sure knows how to tie a good knot. "What do you want from me?!" "I just to make you better, son." Canler caresses Riley's cheek. "I am NOT your son. I want my dad. Let me go!" "Relax. And enjoy the music." I love that catchphrase. Canler puckers his lips and whisked that beautiful four note tune. The tunes that healed me and made me better. It helped me control my anger all the time. Riley's muscles relax and his blue eyes turn red. "It's working." I say, smiling. Soon, he'll truly be one of us. One of the Influence. His eyes flash from red to blue like strobe lights. "What's happening?" Kara asks. Riley's eyes turn the worst color ever. Lime green. I was told it's the color of failure. They flash back to blue and he starts struggling again. "The life force is lost." Canler says. "His brain is too big. Dispose of him." Me and Kara each grab one of Riley's arms when I notice him staring straight ahead, frozen as if he doesn't realize we have him. The door busts open and I hear a gun cock. That's when I see the familiar grey furred, blue-eyed menace. "Wendell." I whisper. "Dad?" Riley says. "Get your hands off my son." Wendell says. His finger poised on the trigger, pointing right at Kara. "Mr Tripp, we don't mean any harm to your son." Kara calmly says. "You tied him up in a fucking chair! Untie him or I go to the school board and tell them about this." Kara just stands there, no emotion on her face and unmoving. Wendell steps closer until the gun is right on her nose. "Now!!" Without haste, Kara and I untie Riley, who hugs Wendell tight and jumping into his arm. "Don't trust them, dad." I hear him whisper. "They're not who they say they are." Keeping his gun pointed at us, he backs out of the room and he bursts out the front door. "What do we do, Canler?" I ask. He does his best to close the door. He turns to us with a smile on his muzzle. "We'll get him tomorrow." He says. "Right now, I think I'll go deal with Dallas while he's still here." He leaves the room right as I see Dallas come down the hall in our direction. "Oh, Canler, there you are. Have you seen Mike? I went back to the classroom but he wasn't there." Dallas says. Canler takes a moment to answer, but he does. "Of course. I seen him down that way." Canler points down another hall. "I'll take you to him." He takes Dallas down the hall. Kara sits in the chair Riley was in and I sit in a big, brown, soft chair. I look around in this office. It's not big. Two desks, one on either side of the door, a large window facing north, and a row of purple chairs the east wall. I look to my right and see a mirror on the wall. I see my true self. My outline is obvious. But that's all my reflection is... an outline. A red one with a million tiny red circles bouncing around my outline. None of my face features shown. "That's you." Kara says. She leans into the mirror and it's the same case for her. Only her outline with a million circles inside. "And me." "Why this planet?" I ask. "There was one we saw several hundred light years away that was just fine." "Oh, sweetie, that planet didn't have as good of vital signs as this one. Besides, this is what's good for us." She stands up and paces the room. "Why do we have our current goal?" I ask out of curiosity. "Because. If we inhabit these bodies, were able to reproduce faster. And therefore, creating natural members of our Influence. No resistance at all. However... with LGBTs out there, it's affecting that. Since they're attracted to the same sex, they can't reproduce. This is why we are unable to control the mind of an LGBT, because if we could, it would consume us. Change us so won't be able to reproduce. Our goal is to survive and the minds of the LGBTs can ruin it. That's why we must kill them all. Because once they're all dead, well no longer have to worry about anyone fighting against us." "I still don't get how it works." I admit. "The body snatching thing." "Of course you don't." Kara says. "I detect your life force is only 600 Earth years old, not old enough to fully understand our Influence. Here's how it works. The Canler took over a wolf's body 25 years ago. He was given what was known as the Capsule, which is where our life forces were stored after we left the Ship. His song, the four notes you hear, not only unlocks the Capsule, but it helps the brain take the life force in." "Interesting." I feel so ashamed knowing I didn't know this info about our Influence. I want to give so much to this group. "But, how come I'm in a girl's body? I thought all life forces are gender less." "They are. Your life force flew into the closest unoccupied body. That how it mostly works. But don't worry, you have nothing to worry about." Kara smiles but then frowns. "Well... as long as no one ever finds the Song of Death." What? I've never heard of it. "What's that?" I ask. I lean forward in my chair, intrigued but scared too. She's a bit hesitant at first but tells me. "It is a song that, in the wrong hands, could end our kind. It was written over 200 earth years ago. No one really ever listens to it anymore, but no one must know about it. Even if one of those resistant ones know about the Song, we could be in big trouble." "I understand." I say. I'm worried. What if someone finds it and sings it? I don't want anything happening to us. "What should be our next move?" The Canler comes back with Dallas right behind him. I look at the principal in his eyes. They flash red for a second making me and Kara smile. He's one of us. "I've gotten our problem taken care of." Canler says. "Yes." Dallas says. "Now, what can I do to help the Influence?" "For now, stay low and prepare for tomorrow's school day. Kara," he turns to her with a big smile, "you say you want to be our Queen?" "Yes." Kara's ears perch up. "I will anything to prove my worth." "Alright then." Canler puts his paws on Kara's shoulders. "Fetch me Riley Tripp. Or anything that'll tell us where he is, and you shall rule beside me as Queen of our Influence." He gives her a slight kiss on the muzzle. "I won't let you down." She says. "Good." Canler looks at me. "Take the little one with you. More eyes searching mean more progress." I smile and wag my tail. Finally! A chance to prove myself. "I'd be happy to help." I say. *** "This is his house." I say as we walk up. I didn't think it was really necessary for her to hold my paw but I didn't argue. We walks up the porch to the front door and Kara rings the doorbell. "Wait, if they know that we know they're here, why would they stay here?" "Excellent point." Kara says. "What do you suggest?" "Hmmm... I remember I used to climb up into Riley's window to say hi." I say. I go over to a nearby maple tree. I grab on and pull myself up, keeping my feet tight against the tree. After two steps, I grab onto a branch and pull myself up. "I'll go in and unlock the door. You stay there." "Ok. If you know what you're doing..." I usually do. I tad up on a branch that's seven feet off the ground. I inch towards the house and I grab onto the ledge. I make myself stand up, only one foot of footing and slowly make my way to Riley's window. I try to pull it open but it doesn't budge. I peer inside and see a ruler propped up against it, an obvious attempt to keep it shut. I'll need something to bust it open. I lift my foot back and kick at the window, but then remember that this thing if made of PlexiGlass. You'd pretty much need a wrecking ball to tear that down. There has to be another way in. I carefully jump down and onto the grass. "What happened?" Kara asks. "The window's locked." I say. "I remember last year they renovated this place and pretty much replaced every piece of glass with PlexiGlass." "So you're saying there's absolutely no way in?" I think for another moment. I look at Kara for a minute. Not sure why, maybe something will come to me. I see something bronze in her hair. "Is that a Bobby pin?" I ask. "In your hair?" "Yes. Why?" "Give it to me." Giving me a questionable look, she takes it out of her hair and gives it to me. I bend the straight half back and kneels down in front of the door. Carefully, I insert the pin into the lock and slowly move it around. "Really?" Kara asks. "The pin gag? What are the odds you'll ever get the lock right?" I hear a click on the inside of the door and I turn it. The door opens. "I've done this before." I say. "When Wendell and Todd lock their keys inside once." We step inside and shut the door behind us. A rush of thrill claims me. I've been inside this house dozens of times before but never uninvited. "Where do they sleep?" Kara asks. "I'll bet they're hiding secrets in those rooms." I lead her up the stairs and we split up. I go into Riley's room, she goes into his parents' room. As I close the door, memories of this room floss into my brain. However, there's no time to reminisce about the past. I open his closet and see a few shoe boxes. I open a couple only to find baby clothes and toys. Under his bed are just those plug in games and some old clothes. I look and see the picture of me, him, and Mike is gone. It used to live on his dresser. That plus the ruler was purposely placed there makes me believe that they were here recently but they fled. I hear a crinkle of paper when I sit on his bed. Quickly, I toss the blanket off, then the pillows and that's when I see a rolled up piece of paper. I unroll it and words make me confused.

When your friends cannot hear this man's music is what you seek. When all else fails the 5th Song of Death is what you need.

Holy shit! This is a clue that leads to what the song is. I tuck it in my pocket and head back downstairs. Kara stands there with nothing in paws. "Find anything?" Her filled with a little hope. I answer with a smile and I hand her the paper I found. "I think we'll find that useful." I say. "Yes." She says. "Excellent work, Jo." She gives it back to me. As she does, the phone rings. We both freeze in fear and not dare move a muscle. The answering machine rings and a familiar voice sounds. "Hey, Wendell. It's me, Ange. Listen, I know you're probably off being heroic somewhere but once you get this message, I really need you to call me back. It's Bruno. He got sick overnight. I rushed him over to the hospital. Doctor says we might have to take drastic measures to deal with cancer. Please call back soon." She hangs up. "What drastic measures does she mean?" I ask. Kara slowly walks into the kitchen where the answering machine is. "Well, I heard about Bruno's tail cancer through a grapevine." She says. "Let's just say... if he ever is happy again, he'll have to find another way to show it." I think I know what she means after that. I hear a car outside and I go over to the window. It's a big blue truck with a flame on the side. Oh no! "They're home." I say, panicked. "What?" Kara asks. Her finger reached out, looking like she was about to delete the message. "Wendell's truck is pulled outside we need to hide. Fast." I suddenly remember me, Mike, and Riley going into the basement on their anniversary. "The basement. It's our only chance." Me and her run through the kitchen to the door behind the stairs. I suggested we go into the crawl space we found that day. I hear the front door open as I quietly close the basement door. I keep my ear pressed to the door to listen in on the voices. "I swear I kept that door locked!" That's Todd. "Relax." Wendell. "Let's just grab what we can and go. Mike and Riley can't wait around at Evan's house forever." Who's Evan? "Ok. I'll go in the basement, you upstairs for our stuff." I quickly and quietly run down the steps and go into the other room. Kara is already in the crawl space and she helps me up and in. However, as I'm waiting here, the sounds of doors opening and feet stomping down the stairs surround my ears, I can't help but thinking back to what Todd said. He locked the door. I never locked it back up. He knows someone's in here.