The Light Warrior Files
Chapter 2, Part 1: Close Encounter
By Chris Ward
Luckily, neither of us had anything planned the next day, so it didn’t matter that we didn’t
wake up until shortly after noon. Lying on my back, I turned my head and looked where
Marita lay half covered and pressed against my side. As the previous night’s events ran
through my mind, I briefly considered waking her up for another round. Instead I settled for
a quick kiss in the hollow of her throat, and then untangled myself.
Climbing out of the bed, I slid into a pair of shorts and wandered into the kitchen. Putting a
pot of coffee on, I washed my hands and then washed the dishes left from dinner. After
about 15 minutes or so the dishes were drying and I sat at the island with a cup of coffee.
As I sipped at the hot liquid, a pair of arms encircled my waist as I felt a pair of full lips kiss
the base of my neck. Leaning my head into her, I realized that Marita had simply slipped out
of bed and come into the kitchen. When I whipped my head around for a better look, she
laughed and gave me a quick nip on the ear before heading over to the coffee pot.
Enjoying the view, I finished my coffee while she poured hers and took her seat. After I was
finished, I rinsed out my cup and set it by the pot. “I’m going to go ahead and take a quick
shower, and then grab the papers.”
She turned, threw me an arch look over her shoulder, and said, “You want company?”
Laughing, I walked over to her and gave her a quick kiss. “Tempting, but I think I’d like to
get out of the apartment sometime today, ‘Rita.” Heading back into the bedroom, I grabbed
a pair of khakis and a casual polo, and then went into the master bathroom. Turning the
water on, I let it run while I shaved and brushed my teeth. Stepping in, I adjusted the
temperature until it was just barely below scalding, and let it go to work on a sore kink I had
noticed when I got up.
As I was rinsing my hair for the last time, and preparing to shut the water off, I heard the
shower door open and felt her come in. “Go ahead and leave it running, baby. I need a
shower too, and you’ve got it warmed up already. Reaching around, she dragged her
fingernails down my chest, across a certain spot she was well aware of on my stomach, and
let her voice drop an octave, “Unless of course, you’d like to stay and scrub my back?”
Turning around, I returned the favor by running my fingers up her spine and lightly kissing
her neck just above her shoulder. “Hold that though, gorgeous. We’ll want to discuss it
when I get back.” Somewhat regretfully, I stepped out of the shower, toweled myself dry
and dressed.
Life can be funny sometimes. Had I taken my lover up on her offer, I wouldn’t have left the
apartment for at least the next several hours. This probably would have meant that I wouldn’
t have encountered the man I did outside, and none of what did happen would have. As it
was, I found myself leaving our apartment around 1:15, where I passed a man who appeared
quite interested in the people leaving our building.
When I first passed him, I didn’t pay much attention. However, as I slowly walked the block
and a half to the vendor, I caught him following me rather closely. At one point I had a
couple of seconds to check him out as a couple emergency vehicles flew past us. Turning
to follow them with my eyes, I kept watch on him out of the corner.
He appeared to be about my age, with close cropped blonde hair and goatee. The cut of his
expensive appearing suit made it hard to determine, but he seemed to be in excellent
shape. He also appeared to be somewhat shorter than Marita, but probably not by much. At
about that point in my examination the emergency vehicles turned a corner, so I turned
back around and continued walking. A couple more times I managed to catch the reflection
of him following me in the glass windows we passed.
When we reached the vendor, I risked another glance around and wound up making eye
contact with my follower. His pale blue eyes held mine for a minute, and then he turned and
left. After picking up the Post, Times and World News, I grabbed a couple of her favorite
magazines. Paying for my purchases, I headed back. Just before I reached my building, I
saw my tail leaning against a wall. As I passed him, he stood back up and began following
me again.
Entering my building, I headed back to the elevators, but ducked into the stairs at the last
minute. As soon as the door began to swing shut behind me, I convinced the light to ignore
me, rendering myself invisible. I had barely gotten it done when the man burst into the
stairway. Cursing under his breath when he didn’t see me, he ran down the steps, only to
find the unused boiler room and old storage area. Turning back around, he ran up a flight
of stairs, cursing louder than before. Finally, He turned back around, kicked the wall, and
shouted out, “Son of a BITCH!” Taking his mobile from his belt and dialed a number. “Hello?
Yeah, it’s me, Dan. Listen, we have a problem. Anybody tell you what that bastard can do?
‘Cause they sure didn’t bother giving me the info.
“Whaddya mean, ‘What happened?’ I tried to grab him and he dropped off the face of the
earth, that’s what happened. Listen; don’t give me that shit, okay. I tailed him, followed him
into the stairway in his building, and he was gone. I couldn’t have been more than a second
or two behind him and he was f****ing gone! Yeah, I mean exactly that- like he vanished or
something.
“Listen, I’ll meet you at the coffee shop, okay? Yeah, I know what you mean- I’m not exactly
looking forward to talking to Thompson about this little snag either.” When he
disconnected the call, he was walking right in front of me. Making an instant decision, I
whipped my hand out and grabbed him by the throat. Using the same momentum, I spun
around and smashed the back of his head into the wall, knocking him instantly unconscious.
Chapter 2, Part 1: Close Encounter
By Chris Ward
Luckily, neither of us had anything planned the next day, so it didn’t matter that we didn’t
wake up until shortly after noon. Lying on my back, I turned my head and looked where
Marita lay half covered and pressed against my side. As the previous night’s events ran
through my mind, I briefly considered waking her up for another round. Instead I settled for
a quick kiss in the hollow of her throat, and then untangled myself.
Climbing out of the bed, I slid into a pair of shorts and wandered into the kitchen. Putting a
pot of coffee on, I washed my hands and then washed the dishes left from dinner. After
about 15 minutes or so the dishes were drying and I sat at the island with a cup of coffee.
As I sipped at the hot liquid, a pair of arms encircled my waist as I felt a pair of full lips kiss
the base of my neck. Leaning my head into her, I realized that Marita had simply slipped out
of bed and come into the kitchen. When I whipped my head around for a better look, she
laughed and gave me a quick nip on the ear before heading over to the coffee pot.
Enjoying the view, I finished my coffee while she poured hers and took her seat. After I was
finished, I rinsed out my cup and set it by the pot. “I’m going to go ahead and take a quick
shower, and then grab the papers.”
She turned, threw me an arch look over her shoulder, and said, “You want company?”
Laughing, I walked over to her and gave her a quick kiss. “Tempting, but I think I’d like to
get out of the apartment sometime today, ‘Rita.” Heading back into the bedroom, I grabbed
a pair of khakis and a casual polo, and then went into the master bathroom. Turning the
water on, I let it run while I shaved and brushed my teeth. Stepping in, I adjusted the
temperature until it was just barely below scalding, and let it go to work on a sore kink I had
noticed when I got up.
As I was rinsing my hair for the last time, and preparing to shut the water off, I heard the
shower door open and felt her come in. “Go ahead and leave it running, baby. I need a
shower too, and you’ve got it warmed up already. Reaching around, she dragged her
fingernails down my chest, across a certain spot she was well aware of on my stomach, and
let her voice drop an octave, “Unless of course, you’d like to stay and scrub my back?”
Turning around, I returned the favor by running my fingers up her spine and lightly kissing
her neck just above her shoulder. “Hold that though, gorgeous. We’ll want to discuss it
when I get back.” Somewhat regretfully, I stepped out of the shower, toweled myself dry
and dressed.
Life can be funny sometimes. Had I taken my lover up on her offer, I wouldn’t have left the
apartment for at least the next several hours. This probably would have meant that I wouldn’
t have encountered the man I did outside, and none of what did happen would have. As it
was, I found myself leaving our apartment around 1:15, where I passed a man who appeared
quite interested in the people leaving our building.
When I first passed him, I didn’t pay much attention. However, as I slowly walked the block
and a half to the vendor, I caught him following me rather closely. At one point I had a
couple of seconds to check him out as a couple emergency vehicles flew past us. Turning
to follow them with my eyes, I kept watch on him out of the corner.
He appeared to be about my age, with close cropped blonde hair and goatee. The cut of his
expensive appearing suit made it hard to determine, but he seemed to be in excellent
shape. He also appeared to be somewhat shorter than Marita, but probably not by much. At
about that point in my examination the emergency vehicles turned a corner, so I turned
back around and continued walking. A couple more times I managed to catch the reflection
of him following me in the glass windows we passed.
When we reached the vendor, I risked another glance around and wound up making eye
contact with my follower. His pale blue eyes held mine for a minute, and then he turned and
left. After picking up the Post, Times and World News, I grabbed a couple of her favorite
magazines. Paying for my purchases, I headed back. Just before I reached my building, I
saw my tail leaning against a wall. As I passed him, he stood back up and began following
me again.
Entering my building, I headed back to the elevators, but ducked into the stairs at the last
minute. As soon as the door began to swing shut behind me, I convinced the light to ignore
me, rendering myself invisible. I had barely gotten it done when the man burst into the
stairway. Cursing under his breath when he didn’t see me, he ran down the steps, only to
find the unused boiler room and old storage area. Turning back around, he ran up a flight
of stairs, cursing louder than before. Finally, He turned back around, kicked the wall, and
shouted out, “Son of a BITCH!” Taking his mobile from his belt and dialed a number. “Hello?
Yeah, it’s me, Dan. Listen, we have a problem. Anybody tell you what that bastard can do?
‘Cause they sure didn’t bother giving me the info.
“Whaddya mean, ‘What happened?’ I tried to grab him and he dropped off the face of the
earth, that’s what happened. Listen; don’t give me that shit, okay. I tailed him, followed him
into the stairway in his building, and he was gone. I couldn’t have been more than a second
or two behind him and he was f****ing gone! Yeah, I mean exactly that- like he vanished or
something.
“Listen, I’ll meet you at the coffee shop, okay? Yeah, I know what you mean- I’m not exactly
looking forward to talking to Thompson about this little snag either.” When he
disconnected the call, he was walking right in front of me. Making an instant decision, I
whipped my hand out and grabbed him by the throat. Using the same momentum, I spun
around and smashed the back of his head into the wall, knocking him instantly unconscious.
