So you know how Native Americans used to take body parts from their enemies in order to absorb their courage? Well, the Fremmed are like that, except they can ACTUALLY do that. They used to do things like eat wolves and then terrorize European farms. Hence the fairy tales about werewolves. They've calmed down in recent years. Most of them have found less violent ways of getting their kicks. Unfortunatley, a lot of them have started to absorb the powers of McDonalds. Super unattractive. I always did like the bad boys so i tend to go for the more traditional Fremmed. The women in our family usually do.
Fremmed molt. Up until their molt they can be rather fluid as they absorb all the different things they eat. It's kind of weird, but they need to solidify their state and pick a form or else they start to go a little bonkers after a while. Brian was starting to show signs of this and he was getting too moody for my tastes. I was just pondering where my favorite bromeliad had gone to and what that might do to Brian if he solidified his form as a plant when Adis walked in and all hell broke loose.
He didn't seem the type to take a human during molt, but I suppose I didn't really take the time to get to know him that well. I took two large steps over to the cocoon and squeezed it. I could feel him squirming. I could also feel my bromeliad! What the hell did he expect to do with that? Dammit...well, at least he didn't have my sister.
I wheeled on Adis. "No, " I shook my head. "Do you know where she is?"
