The Mutant Creatures: Fear Island

By Sheila Elaine

My book is over 80,000 words, more than

118 pages, it is considered to me, to be a

fiction horror, fiction thriller, or a romantic thriller.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 19, 2009
• ISBN: 9781467875363

Sheila Elaine

I am a high school graduate, with two years of college. I have been married to the same man for 32 years, I have three adult children, as well as grandchildren. I have worked in the Cable television business, both in Seattle Washington, and Corpus Christi, Texas, for over 25 years, as a customer service representative. I love reading all types of novels. My favorite Authors are Anne Rice, Christopher Pike, and Dean Koontz. I started to writein the fall of1999, when my husband became seriously ill, and I almost lost him. To past the time at his bedside each day, I had a sudden urge to begin writing, and I didnot stopped, with threemanuscristscompleted, I found this to be a great past time... I love what I do, and plan to continue throughout the rest of my life. My ideas come from mostly my dreams and my vivid imagination. My favorite movies are mostly horror, and thrillers, I love it when all the parts of the story begin to come together to form the end. I was born in the month of July, so I am a hopeless romantic, who lovesattendingChurch. I have God to thank for putting me on the right path.He keeps me quite busy, as well as my husband and family.I love to travel,I hoped to take a cruise someday before Irun out of time. I have a Son, who lives in Seattle Washington, and two daughters living Tulsa Oklahoma, andfantastic grandchildren.

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First published by AuthorHouse 10/5/2009

ISBN: 978-1-4490-2302-7 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4678-7536-3 (ebk)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2009909069

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I am a forth year law student at Yale University. I have a younger sister name Michelle, that graduates from high school next spring. My brother Andrew, who will be 15 years old next week. Their both very smart, made the honor roll three years in a row. Andrew wants to become a scientist when he grows up. He’s the cutest little guy I know, with thick reddish brown hair, nice even white teeth, and beautiful hazel brown eyes. He’s also very funny, even when he’s not trying to be. " All the cheerleaders are crazy about him! My sister Michelle is great too; She’s about five foot four inches tall, gray eyes, and long thick brown hair, with a figure to die for. She started dating last summer, which frightened me a bit. She’s captain of the cheerleading squad, and you should see her smile, she lights up the whole room. She looks a lot like our Mother. Michelle will be 17 next year, and looking forward to attending a large University.

My birthday is in July, and if you hadn’t guessed, my birth sign is cancer. You might say I am the Nancy Drew of our family. My major is criminal Law, and I really enjoy my studies. I am looking forward to taking my bar exams at the end of the year, and starting my new practice. My mother and my siblings, live in Corpus Christi, Texas. We are a very close family. We talk all the time on the telephone, at least three times a week. We have the greatest Mom ever, she supports us in whatever we do. I love her so much. She’s five feet tall, and very small frame. She wears a size 8, and is a real fine dresser. She has worked most of her life, trying to give us the best life possible. Our father died mysteriously, when I was only sixteen years old. He left behind a fortune to put us through college. Mother said, he also left us a large home, on a small island outside of Mexico. We have never been there to visit, because mother doesn’t like to travel, since our father died. Someday when I finish college, I plan to visit there. Mother told us that father and her, once live there when they were first married. Then later they moved to Texas, because Father was offered a new government job. She also said, that Father hired a husband and wife team to over see the property, and after his death, she asked them to stay on their for the time being. Mother however, makes all the final decisions about her home in general. However Mother is in charge of all the affairs of the home, they can’t do anything without her approval. She’s always telling us how nice the couple is. I talked to Mother on the telephone last night, I told her that I loved her. While we were still talking, Michelle, jumped on the telephone, to tell me that mother looked a little pinkish. I told her to call me, if she gets any worse, I will fly right home right away. When I hung up the telephone, I said a prayer for my Mom’s health. I hoped she’s not coming down with anything serious. I felt bad leaving home, traveling so far away to school, but I received a full scholarship, and Mother insisted I accept. She said, it was a gift of a life time. About a year ago I came home to care for mother. I was glad to do it, I had missed them all very much. I remember back when, I was a freshmen in high school, I caught a bug, going around school. Mother took off from work, and sat at my bedside, until my fever broke.

Juanita, is my mother’s name, spent her entire life, caring for us. Last Christmas, we all spent the holidays together, for the first time in years, it was really great. I will never forget that particular holiday, as long as I live. My family means everything to me.

I have three wonderful room mates at college, Debbie, Gwen, and Charlotte. They are always going out on dates with college guys on campus. I have only dated a couple of times, but has never taken them seriously, that’s why I am still a virgin. My friends tease me about that it all the time. There was this one guy back in high school, that I liked a lot. We always made it a point to meet, on Friday nights at club socials. Which was given by individual club members, in their backyard. Sometimes we meet at the movies, or maybe at the roller skating rink, but he was always a gentlemen, he never tried to get me to go all the way with him, he would only kiss me goodnight at my door. I had always hoped things would escalate between us. One Friday night, he was suppose to meet me at the theater, and he was late getting there. The movie was The Blood of Roses a new horror film. When he finally arrived, he was acting strangely. I was watching the picture show, when he turned to me, and quietly said, there is something important that he must tell you. I waited with anticipation, he explained that before we met, there was another girl in his life, and the reason he was so late, was she had telephoned him, out of the blue, to inform him that she was two months pregnant with his child. I was so hurt; that I ran from the theater, never looking back. I was ran so fast, I never even noticed how dark the streets had gotten. Suddenly the dark closed in around me, I stopped to catch my breath. And began to panic. that’s when the memories of the scary movie, hit me like a ton of bricks. I was so frightened that I was afraid something was waiting for me, behind each tree or house. I house in particular caught my eye, and, I thought I saw the lady vampire in white from the movie, following me. I ran four blocks home, never stopping until I reached the front porch of my house, totally out of breath. I never spoke to him again. Years later a friend of mine told me, he married her, and that they had a son. Many years later he joined the air force, and was killed in action. I felt so terrible for them both. But the horrible part, was that I never got to tell him that I understood his decision, and what a fine human being he was. For now, my classes are enough to keep me plenty busy. Besides; I’ve heard stories around campus that several girls have been raped by college guys that they trusted. Date rape". that’s one of the reasons, I choose not to date on campus.

My mother told me once, that she was very proud of me, which really made me feel great. She said I was a lot like my father, always trying to save the world. My father was a scientist, working on a special government project. He was looking for a cure for cancer. Mother said, his job was very important to him. He was a very handsome man. Mother once admitted to me, that she had always been jealous of his relationships with his colleagues.

Finals are next week, and I need to ace all my courses. I also try to work out, at least three times a week, and roller skate the rest of the week. My friends want me to run for class president. I turned them down flat, I have enough on my plate right now. However when I have some free time, I enjoy volunteering at the local nursing homes.

We were having lunch in the cafeteria. "Debbie said excited, Stephanie look, 12 o’clock. I looked up to see this great looking guy, Debbie had a crush on. I have second period with his girl friend Roslyn, and we get along great. Oh! not him again Debbie, you really need to move on, he’s taken. We all laughed, as she went on and on about him.

So! What’s the plan today, I said" trying to change the subject. Shopping as usual, said Charlotte, I need some new blue jeans. Me too, I replied, I need something to wear roller skating tomorrow night. Sounds good to me, added Gwen.

Then count me in as well, said Debbie, finally off the subject of Mr. Unavailable.

The week-end went very quickly. The following Monday, we received our grades back. I got all A’s. But nothing could have prepared me for what came next. I received a message from one of my professor, in my home room class. It was marked urgent! My heart seem to lift right out of my body. Suddenly I was unable to speak or breath, and I felt faint. I became cold all over, it was as if someone kicked me in the stomach. I had my head down, and as I raise my head, I swear I saw my mother walk pass my class room door, waving goodbye to me. I fainted, and when I came too, I was in the nurses office, and the nurse was calling my name, trying to bring me around. I open my eyes, and started to cry uncontrollably. She was about to break the news to me, I put my hand up to stop her, because I already knew. I quietly got up, from the small bed and walked to my dorm. All my class mates watched, as I left the building. No one tried to stop me. I slowly packed my clothes, feeling num all over my body. After calling a taxi to take me to the airport, boarding a plane to Corpus Christi, Texas. By that evening I was getting out of the taxi cab, in front of my home. The house was crawling with relatives, friends and neighbors. Everyone loved my mother, so it wasn’t a surprise to see so many people there, all trying to help. They took care of everything. When I entered the house, my sister and brother ran to me. We held each other for the longest time, we were hurting so much. For a while we just shut out the entire room of chatter. It was like we were the only three people in the world. I wanted them all to go, and leave us alone with our grief. When they did finally go home, the house seemed like a cold tomb, without our mother’s smiling face. We never went to bed. The next day our family doctor came by the house and gave us some mild sleeping pills, to help us get some rest before the funeral. My Aunt Lisa, came each evening and cooked for us. She explain that mother had a brain tumor, drying instantly. She told us, that she didn’t suffer much. I looked at her, how on earth would she know that? Besides whatever spin she put on it, did not make us feel any better. All I knew was that, the only person that I really truly loved us, was gone forever. I hoped that my Mother and Father are together again, forever this time.

What seem like weeks to me, was only days before Mother’s funeral, had come and gone. She had a real fancy, uptown funeral, all done at her wishes. People came from all parts of the world, to attend the funeral. I had no idea she had so many friends, and people who knew her. and Father, while they were married. Everyone had a story or two to tell us. They all said, they would truly miss them both. After the funeral was over, they all came back to the house, to prepare dinner, and cleaned the house, top to bottom. We did nothing, but sit and enjoy being taken care of. It took me the longest time, before I could actually come to grips with what to do next. The children needed me, so I decided not to return to the University for a while. I was needed more here, to help Andrew and Michelle adjust to a life without mother. We had lost our mother, and nothing seem to matter anymore. Then one day, after I had slept through most of the morning and afternoon. I got out of bed! took a shower, and put on my black business suit. Then proceeded to wake kids. Told them to dress accordingly. I drove us down town, to see our Mother’s Attorney. Since the funeral, he has left many messages, asking us to call his office.

It was now time to act like the smart young woman that mother would have wanted me to be. I drove mother’s fine automobile to the lawyer’s office. When we entered, he greeted us by name, as if he has known us all our lives, perhaps he has. He explained that he was quite fawn of our late mother. It seems Mother had made out her will long before her death. Leaving everything to me, and my sister and brother. She left us the house we call home, and the large plantation house, on the island. The car I drove here was also mine. Mom and Dad, had left us financially safe for the rest of our lives. A small fortune was set aside for the college of our choices, as well as money to live on. There was three large checks in the amount of $200.000. He explained that both houses were left to us, as well as everything in them, along with the land. He said, Mother had signed over all the properties to us, before her death. There is a small motor boat on the island. He gave me keys to the houses and the boat, all her bank account papers, to close out her accounts. He ended by saying finally, You see, they both made sure you all would be very well taken care of, for most of your adult life. Then he turned to me, Stephanie, your Mother had total confidents in you, she awarded you, total control of all her affairs. Your mother choose to never return to the island, after your father’s death. You may choose to sale the estate, or keep it, its all up to you now! He handed me the deeds to all the properties. Shaking my hand, he told me if I ever needed his assistance in any way, feel free to call him. He was a very nice, and well dress lawyer. Quite friendly, I see why my mother trusted him so much. I thanked him for all his assistance, as we left the office in silence, and quite overwhelmed. Afterwards, the kids and I went out for lunch, at one of my mother’s favorite restaurant. We ordered the buffet. For the first time since mother’s death, we ate until we were full. We even talked and laughed a little, something we hadn’t done in a while. We were enjoying each others company again. It was nice, I could feel all eyes upon us. A beautiful family" It was then, that I started to make some future plans for us. Michelle and Andrew listen to me closely, without objections. They were just happy that I won’t be leaving them to return to school. We were ready for an adventure. I explained to them that I would take a leave of absence from school until a later date. I understood that they were afraid to be alone so soon after Mother’s death. I told them that we would close up the house, and get away from all the memories for awhile. I will ask Aunt Lisa, to watch over the house for us. The plan was, to visit our father’s home, on the island. There were many arrangements to make. I first paid all mother’s left over bills, then I went to the bank, to close out her accounts. The bank turned over all mother’s stocks and bonds. I had no idea, that mother was so well off. She never once acted like a woman of means. The next week, I spent most of my time packing up mother’s room. Most of her clothes, I gave to Aunt Lisa, the rest I donated to one of her favorite charities. We covered all the furniture with white sheets. I sent a telegram to the caretakers at our island home, to let them know of our arrival. We planned to travel by car as far as possible, then take a fairy to the island. It all sounded so exciting. I wondered what mother would say about our plans. She would be quite upset, that I was not going back to school right away, but where would I leave the kids? Michelle, was still much to young to live on her own, and Aunt Lisa, had her own responsibilities. They would have to move in with Aunt Lisa, across town. Leaving their school and friends, which was out of the question. My mind was made up.

I prayed mother would understand. Though I promised myself, I would return to school the following year. Again I said a silent prayer, asking Mother’s blessing, and explaining to her how I felt. Telling her how much we missed her. I had fallen asleep, when I was awaken by a strange noise, coming from the kitchen, when I went to check it out, I found nothing. So I checked on the kids, and rushed back to bed. I was feeling a little frighten, and I don’t frighten easy. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy caring for the kids, but I will do my best to be the fine lady, that mother had raised. So far, the kids and I, were getting along very well together. I told them yesterday, that they would miss their friends, but they could keep in touch with them, until they return. I also reminded them, that they will meet new friends, on the island. I informed them also, that if they didn’t like it on the island, we would come home immediately. I only want what’s best for us all, I said, then hugged them, and told them, I loved them very much. We will never sale our home, here in Texas, in case one of us, would like to live here someday. It will be good to get away for a while, you’ll see. I fell asleep again, and for the first time since I have been home, I slept without pills. The next few days were the hardest. There was packing and more packing. Trying to take our favorite things. Some of our things I shipped ahead, told the kids we could buy new things when we get there.

On Monday morning, I closed up the house, and gave the keys to Aunt Lisa. I gave her my cell phone number, the number to the island house, in case she needed to reach us.

I promised to call her, at least once a week to check on things back here. We left the house quite early in the morning, to get a jump on the work traffic. We caught the fairy in Brownsville, Texas. This part of the world, we had never seen. We were all excited to see where Father’s had grown up. The fairy ride was long and bumpy, about four hours or less. The ocean was beautiful, and the fresh air was wonderful. We talked about mother, and how great she was to all of us. I went down below to check on the Bentley. As a young girl, I had always love that car. I begin to cry. I would have rather have my mother here instead. I looked around the parking lot, I felt I was being watched. Even as a child, my mother and I always had these feelings of knowing, almost like ESP, I knew someone was watching me right now, or perhaps it was a permeation. It felt like someone was waiting to jump out at me, any minute. I quickly put it out of my mind, after all I have been through lately, anything was possible. It is especially hard to believe that both my parent are gone. Around 9 pm, when we finally docked at the island. The lights on the island were a bit dim, almost eerie. It was foggy out, so I had to drive very slowly, since I didn’t know my surrounding. There was hardly any traffic on the streets tonight. Most of the stores, were already closed for the evening. I looked at the address I had written on a piece of paper. 6000 Crows Nest Drive. I was told to look for a large yellow house at the end of island drive. I was told to drive toward the waters edge, on the outskirts of town near the beach cliffs. Driving through the small town of about 3000 people, or so the sign said. I memorized most of what I saw. A small coffee shop, on the left corner, couple of bar and grills, Dillard department store, Penny’s, Kohl’s, Wall mart, and lots of fast food stores. Wendy’s, MacDonald, a dairy Queen, and Pizza Hut. As I drove on, Michelle and Andrew, were talking, and teasing each other in the back seat. On the corner before I turned there was a large super market, and a supply store.

Much further down the road, maybe two miles. I came to a dead end street, a large gold fame gate loomed high above us, with our family name MALLORY. There was a no trespassing sign below the gate, stuck in the ground. I drove through the gate, a long driveway leading to the front entrance of the house, two large doors loomed above the car. The landscaping was beautiful, and very well kept. There were all sorts of flowers , roses, mums, and purple lilacs, It was all like a dream. The kids were rushing me to hurry and stop the car. I parked close to the front doors. A tall man about fifty, came out to greet us. He identified himself as John, one of the caretakers, He took all our luggage from the car, and showed us inside. I was amazed, at the beauty of the house, I hadn’t pictured anything quite this elaborate. This was a home fit for a queen. I had no idea that my father was so wealthy. The entrance way had beautiful hard wood floors, a large sparkling chandelier hung