I saw that Dan was indeed impressed, "we have been running for the last few months. Every time we stopped to rest, they seemed to find us. How in the hell is it that they haven't found you?" Dan asked.
I smiled, trying not to look creepy as I said, "well, you might say that I've been at this for a long time. At the moment there are only four of us strong enough to leave here. I have expanded the house so that we all have our own room."
"So," Dan started, "they can't detect us?"
"I wouldn't say they can't detect us. They probably can. I am saying that they cannot get to us here," I told Dan and his sister. "As you found out, it's not easy to get through. If at all."
"So, we're prisoners here?" Dan asked, a slight look of panic on his face.
A movement behind him caught my attention. Shelly, Dan's sister, started to whisper in his ear. At first Dan showed no reaction, then his eyes went wide as he started to nod. A moment later, she stood beside him.
"It appears that my sister thinks that I am behaving like an idiot. She said that she hasn't felt as safe as she does right now. She has a far more sensitive mind than I do," A slightly blushing Dan said.
My eyebrows raised as I looked at Shelly, then nodded to her. "I'm glad that you feel safe here, you should eat and gain your strength back," I told the both of them.
They both looked at me with large eyes, then nodded as they moved to the kitchen.
I turned to look at my daughters, "are you still tracking the alien?"
"Yes," Bell said, "the last three hits it took from you have weakened it even more. In the last few hours, it appears to be trying to find another host. It has passed up quite a few. I am still..."
"It is the minds, they are far stronger than they were when all this started many years ago. The young man that it first took over was an avid gamer, his mind was weak though far stronger in other ways. It appears that the human race has indeed grown stronger. Well, a good many have," I said.
"Wait," Trina interjected, "being a gamer strengthened his mind?"
"As far as I can see, yes," I told my daughters. "As both of you know, games have changed a lot in the last two decades. Hell, hand to eye coordination is remarkable for a lot of games."
All that were there, could only stare at me as if I had lost my mind. "I'm sorry, most of the games made in the last few years feel as if they'd melt the brain, not strengthen it," Bell said.
"Sorry," I said. "The simple fact that he was as avid a gamer as he was, made the blocks he put up almost impossible for it to break."
"Yes, but finding many more like him would almost be impossible," Andy said.
"No, not really. Even the simpler games we played, strengthened our minds. Though I have to confess, we passed him a while back, he was already a few levels above us in blocking. Well, at least when we started that is," I said.
"So, the simple fact that anyone on earth that played these games has a more natural blocking ability?" Dan spoke up.
"Yes, it would appear so though, it doesn't make any of us impervious to having them try to take us over," I told him.
A few miles away, a young man was having a battle within his mind. Somehow, he couldn't get his body to respond. Well, not a lot at first, though over the last hour he was starting to gain more.
He could feel as if something was trying to take him over, much like in one of his favorite paranormal games. He thought hard as he remembered that part of the game, erecting shields and walls to keep anything out.
For a while, it hadn't done more than slow whatever it was down. Now it seemed as if whatever it was, was starting to be slowly pushed out.
The strongest warrior was befuddled. Never had he met any race whose younglings were as strong as this one. A check again confirmed that indeed this was a youngling barely fifteen cycles. He needed to inform the ultimate leader of this fact.
Still trying to gain ground, the mind warrior was thwarted every way he tried. Even worse than that, the alien/human mind was starting to gain more important parts. Hmmm, the Xetron mind warrior thought, it was almost a shame to destroy this one.
The Xetron was preparing to destroy all the mind it was half in possession of. The teen felt a shift in whatever was trying to take him over. Concentrating hard, he heard a scream.
The Xetron was in shock, the youngling had thrown a shield around him. A shield that was slowly starting to crush the Xetron. He saw that they were approaching what the younglings mind saw as a store. Ah! More of this one's species, olderlings! Perhaps a very weak mind to take.
The teen entered the store though he was more hesitant than before. A look around, the Xetron saw several candidates, rapidly it chose an older woman. Less than ten seconds, it had taken her mind.
Ah! Thought the Xetron, this was more like it. There was hardly any resistance here. The alien was savoring its victory, when a weak shield snapped up. This can't be! There was no training here. How?
The Xetron searched, though found nothing. It didn't matter. The energy it needed was here though, the lifeforce was older almost at its end.
A look behind it saw that the teen was on the floor gasping for breath. The older woman smirked as she started to move past the teen, only to stop when the teen grasped the woman's hand.
The Xetron almost screamed as some type of energy briefly flowed into the older woman's body. With an almost supreme effort, the woman snatched her hand from the teen.
A shake of the woman's head, she whispered, "you should be destroyed soon. Your energy is far too weak to survive."
A step aside, soon had the woman moving past the gasping teen.
Outside, the Xetron smiled as it started to move away. Twenty feet away, the woman doubled over, then tried to move faster into the wooded area.
I felt the young man gasp out, looking at my daughters, I vanished. A moment later, I appeared outside an older store.
There was a crowd of people crowded around the door. Damnit! I was too late again, though I could help the youth. I reached out, planting an idea in all the minds there. I had done this before though, not quite on this scale.
I then walked into the store looking over everything, "Oh Doc! Glad you're here. This young man just keeled over," the store owner said.