My Apocalypse Mate

5- TRESPASSERS (Laura)

            Seven hours later, I wake up with the birds chirping happily outside. I always loved that sound. It reminds me of the summers with my biological family. I stretch myself and get up, feeling this is going to be a long but good day. ‘Good morning, Andrômeda’, I greet. She answers with a yawn, for jaguars are nocturnal animals. I let out a small laugh for her cuteness and let her rest in my head. I put on my bikinis, and above them I wear a black short and a blue tank top. It’s time to get food. I take a banana from my table and, while eating it, I get down the fort using a rope. Is another small mechanism that allows me to climb up and down in human form, since I’m not getting much help from my kitty cat right now.

            Once outside, I check my traps and fishing nets near the fort. I got lucky on the nets, with 3 considerably big fish in them but, on the traps, I only caught a snake. I don’t like snakes, ugh. Anyway, the reptile is now being used for fish bait. If I get hungry later, I can always hunt in jaguar form. There are plenty of rodents and other small animals on the island. I also have a lot of stocked canned food I got from the island village, but they are for emergencies only. I go back inside with my prizes, clean and roast my fishes and cut the snake in small pieces. While ‘cooking’, I attach the snake pieces to the net and throw everything back in the water. I really hope it works. I then clean and tide my room and the other chambers of the fort, except the dungeons.

            After my meal is over, as well as my morning, the real work begins: fixing the damaged wall. I get the plans and calculations I made in the last two days and take a look at them, knowing I’m going to spend my entire afternoon in this. The rain made one of the walls I built bend more than expected, which is a terrible sign. I get the measures I need and get outside again. I head for the village, which is very close to the lighthouse.

            This is my favorite thing to do: demolish the houses to get wood and other materials. It gives me the chance to unleash every frustration I felt for the last three years. Of course, there are other ways to relax, but that is a story for another time. When I feel I have enough wood and metal on the pile beside me, I tie everything with a rope I brought and make my way back to the fort, dragging everything trough the sand. I can never be grateful enough for super strength. I drag everything up the walls of the fort as well, and leave the pile next to the damaged part.

            I then saw, hammer and fasten everything, building something of another world. After four hours, I admire my work. With almost three meters high beside the original fort, it’s the strongest and taller wall of the fort now, and I’m seriously considering to update the others as well, but maybe next week. I’m very tired already. I replace the defenses that were not broken, like crossbows, cauldrons with oil, spurs and unlit torches, back in their place, and sigh. There is only one more place to go today, and Andrômeda is already restless.

            ‘Don’t worry, Laura, I’ll take us to the lighthouse this time’ she says.

            ‘You bet’  I answer and then ask: ‘What are you searching for, anyway?’. She remains silent for a moment before speaking:

            ‘I still don’t know what is urging me to be there everyday at sunset. But I have a very strong feeling that something huge is going to happen, maybe even today. Please, trust me, Honey.’. I sigh and nod in my head:

            ‘I trust you a lot. You are the only reason I’m still alive, and sane as well. Let’s go, Kitty Cat’. She laughs and I bring out the makeshift platform for later. I climb on it, take a deep breath, jump and shift mid-air, landing in four paws. In five minutes of running straight, we reach the lighthouse. It’s not sunset yet, but it will begin in a few minutes.

            I walk inside in human form and lay on the blankets I left upstairs for me. From the windows I can see every side of the island. It makes me feel powerful. However, I start to feel something else as well. My body becomes warm, and I have an undeniable need to stretch myself in the comfy pillows, while my hand travels between my private areas. I don’t know why, but this need has only been growing in the past four months. Every time I come to the lighthouse it’s the same thing, as the excitement Andrômeda feels contaminates me as well, but in a physical way. It’s useless to fight it, I have tried it before.

            I let out a small moan as my fingers find their way inside my shorts and start caressing my folds. My other hand massages my breasts, and I imagine a muscular man pressing himself against me, kissing my neck passionately, and holding me as I’m the last woman on Earth. I start rubbing small circles on my c**t and pinching my n*****s gently. In only ten minutes, I hit my climax with a whimper, and Andrômeda roars in my head, as she feels everything as well. I stare at the ceiling while I catch my breath, still trying to understand what this is all about. Slowly, my body heat subsides, and I stretch myself once more. Maybe one day it will all make sense, but for now, I won’t complain about these moments. They are huge stress relievers too.

            Andrômeda wakes me from my thoughts: ‘We are the kind of dirty no one can wash off’. I laugh very hard at this. We had a few boyfriends in the past, while I was at the university, and we loved to go out and have fun. I miss this a lot. However, there is something I miss more: love. I have never been in love, not truly. It always seemed that something was missing, like the person wasn’t our Person. And the world ended before I got the chance to sort everything out. ‘Honey, don’t be sad’ she says, ‘We will overcome this, I swear. As always, we are together in this’. I nod:

            ‘Thank you, Kitty Cat. I know we will. Look, there is your sunset already. I’m very tired now, maybe we should start heading back and… OH MY GOD!’ My answer is interrupted as I notice something: there is a boat coming toward our island. Fear, surprise, hope washes over me as try to absorb what is happening. After a few moments, I steady my breath and try to think rationally. I then observe the boat is not moving, as it’s is too big to the dept that surrounds the island. But, one by one, I see people jumping in the water and start swimming to the beach. Lastly, a lifeboat with a few more individuals is pulled by the swimmers towards the beach as well.

            I don’t have much time. I leave the lighthouse and run as fast as a jaguar can to the fort and jump in, retreating the platform. I don’t have any idea if those people are monsters, they are too far for me to smell them. The fact that they are swimming in daylight gives me some hints that they are not. But I have never been one to run unnecessary risks. Because I know, as well as they can be better than vampires, they can be much worse, and I have to protect my territory.