Radio Static–Transmission #11

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Welcome to my weekly Wednesday Brief flash fiction entry! This is just a free piece of flash fiction (between 500-1,000) words based off of a prompt. I’m part of a wonderful group of flashers 😉 and I’ll have a link to a site where you can read other stories, after my piece.

This week is Radio Static Transmission #11. Jackson Meyer is a 22 year old monster hunter. Blogger and home video extraordinaire, he’s convinced that there are creatures that walk alongside humans. Through his various hunts, adventures and interviews, he finds that he’s right. He’s always been right–there is something that stalks in the shadows. It’s coming for him, and it’s not happy.

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“I don’t know what Cade is talking about, I do bite, and I would bite you.” Susan grinned wickedly at him. The expression fell and she groaned, pressing the heels of her hands against her eyes. “I can’t believe I said that out loud.”

“To be completely honest the safer bet is probably the hospital food. I can’t even name the places I’ve been, so you certainly don’t want to put any part of me in your mouth.”

“You’re a bad, bad man.” Susan muttered lowering her hands. “You’re going to give this sixteen year old a heart attack.”

“Just don’t tell your uncle okay? He seems to think that I’m an okay type of guy.” Jackson’s lips twitched upward in a smile when she finally laughed.

“Cade’s a good guy. A little overprotective, sure, but trust me you’d lose.”

“I have no doubt. He’s pretty solid.” Jackson said. He sat back in the chair watching the various lines move across the monitor. “He told me you like the show, thank you.”

“Like it? Like it?” The young woman’s voice rose an octave the line following her pulse jumping erratically. “Are you kidding me? I managed to rig my computer to the tv so I can watch the episodes in sixty-inch glory. We have Jackson Meyer Monster Hunter parties. Seriously.” She talked with her hands, not minding the tubes and connecting IV lines. “Can I ask you something?” She leaned forward eyes wide and animated.

“Sure thing.” He was getting caught up in the whirlwind of her expressiveness, liking her enthusiasm, not for his show, but the fact that she could be so happy plugged into so many machines.

He hated the hospital.

“What is your favorite hunt?”

“It’s one that hasn’t gone up yet.” Jackson shifted his weight, the uncomfortable plastic chair digging into his back. “It’s one that Brody actually fought for us to do, it’s a legend he’s been wanting to go after for years…” He trailed off and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Yeah?”

Jackson grinned a little bit, the girl was nearly rocking, listening to him talk. “We went down to New Mexico a couple months ago. We spent a few weeks there looking around and talking to locals about skin walkers.”

“Shut the fuck up!” Susan shrieked at him. “You’re kidding. I mean seriously? The online community has been begging for you guys to do stuff on skin walkers and shifters, but you always said no!”

Jackson shrugged, “It’s not necessarily something I believe in, but Brody was pretty adamant that we do something focusing on them. He’s mildly obsessed.”

“Your blog posts on shifters are actually really well thought out.” Susan said. “Despite denying their existence.”

“I haven’t come across any solid proof.”

“What about in New Mexico?”

“Skin walkers and shape shifters are two different things.” Jackson said. “And I’m not going to tell you what we found, or didn’t find.”

“Just give me a hint…”

“Okay. We find,” Jackson didn’t get a chance to finish before Cade entered the room, the door banging open.

“Susan, you need to calm down. You’re getting too excited.” The chair thumped down next to Jackson. Cade flopped down with a heavy sigh. “You know it takes longer unless you’re calm.”

Jackson glanced at the girl, who was still sitting up, face flushed. Her eyes seemed to glow golden for a minute before he shook his head, trying to clear the spots from the lights from his eyes. “Are you okay? Your eyes look funny.”

“She’s tired.” Cade said. “That’s all.”

“I should go then.” Jackson said. He stood, and patted Susan on the shoulder. “Send me a message through the video site. I’ll see about having you come out and tour the studio if you’re allowed to.”

“Fucking epic!” Susan said, glanced at Cade. “Sorry.”

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