Halloween Flash Fiction Event: Lucienne Diver



Thank you for joining us for this Halloween Flash Fiction Event story from Lucienne Diver.  The story Lucienne tells here isn’t what I imagined for this image when I saw it, she’s managed to come up with something MUCH creepier! The image is a stock photo from a DeviantART artist who specifically allows it to be used on outside websites, with credit and links posted. Big thanks, to both the author and the artist, for sharing. Now… on to the story…
Venture log:

Day 5 and my hosts have not yet realized that my body temperature is not what it should be.  Thus far I’ve been able to conceal it—resting in the fading heat of a recently-used iron, lolling in sun spots, allowing the friction of human hands to rub warmth into muscles that ache from holding this form, unknowingly aiding in my deception.

My main observation: humans are oblivious.  Rub against a leg to shed some of this cursed fur, stroke them with a sandpaper tongue, and they are lulled into a false sense of security.  They have noticed there are no more rodents to be found.  It makes them proud, though they’re surprised that I haven’t left any half-eaten parts at their door, as though I would offer them tribute.  They haven’t yet noticed that the birds have fled, that the frogs and cicadas have stopped singing their songs.

It’s autumn, after all, when the days grow shorter and the sun beams become more elusive and harder to hold.  Just like this form.black_cat_____by_masyon-d3j7o0h

I slit my eyes and scan the area.  No one.  For now.  Alone, I stretch my back legs toward the sky, extra joints aching as they pop into place. The appendages tucked beneath my fur snap down, extending and contracting like these cats claws, raking furrows in the linen beneath me, snarls catching on the fabric.  They’ve grown uncomfortably long, too long unfiled on gristle and bone.

I need to complete my mission and fully retake my form.

One more specimen to collect.  One before I can be free and return home.

But they never leave the little one alone.  Damned humans.  They may not be terribly observant.  But that—a missing child—that they’d notice.

Which only means that I’ll have to act fast.  The woman is alone now with the baby, putting her down for a nap.  She believes I’m napping as well, basking in the sun.  But an ironing-board on the tiled patio, a metal tray and a ceramic flowering pot… Oh, the racket I can make, the yowling in fear…

She’s sure to come investigate, and I’m sure to dash right beneath her feet, bringing her down.

Leaving the child alone.

But not for long.



About The Author

Lucienne Diver is the author of Vamped young adult series (think Clueless meets Buffy) and the Latter-Day Olympians urban fantasy series from Samhain, which Long and Short Reviews called “a clever mix of Janet Evanovich and Rick Riordan”. Her short stories have appeared in the KICKING IT, STRIP-MAULED, and FANGS FOR THE MAMMARIES anthologies from Roc and Baen Books respectively and her essay “Abuse” in DEAR BULLY: 70 Authors Tell Their Stories from HarperCollins. More information can be found on her website: http://www.luciennediver.com/.

*Quick note: the digital edition of BAD BLOOD, the first in her Latter-Day Olympians series, is specially priced for a limited time at only 99 cents, so now would be a great time to get in on the mythology, mystery and mayhem.


You can meet & greet with Lucienne  in February, as she is one of the Featured Authors at Coastal Magic, an urban fantasy and paranormal romance convention in Daytona Beach, FL.
About The Artist

Image: Black Cat

Artist Page: masyon  : This picture appears to have been removed between the time it was sent out, and this post went live. I will continue to check, and if the image is reposted, I will update the link for it.



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  2. Comment by deborahblake1:

    Oh my god–CREEPY! And you always seemed so nice, Lucienne 🙂

  3. Comment by Lucienne Diver:

    LOL, that cat just looked like he was plotting something. I couldn’t help myself!

  4. Comment by Jennifer:

    It’s always the nice ones, lol!!! Don’t let her fool ya… *runs* 🙂

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