Dave Cameron and the Extraterrestrial (10 page)

As he moved over to the starting line he
wondered over and over if it could be a winner and what the outcome
of the race would be, and wondered if racehorses did make it
anymore and if it was a fantasy and thing of the past.

He spotted how prepared and determined for
the race the other jockeys had become and that their horses looked
more trained now, and he realized that Hanks might not have trained
it enough and tried to recall how much he had been away visiting
it.

At the starting line he went beside Fogler
and Simpson, at the front of the audience, and they watched Hanks
preparing himself for action and he wondered again why he was so
keen.

When the starting gun blasted he was
surprised at the speed the other horses raced away at, but Willy
seemed to be left behind for some reason and he studied Hanks
checking if it had been him all along that had gone at the back of
the race and had made Willy accelerate at the right time, but he
never saw anything that indicated that it was, and he was sure that
he had not, and he was sure the horse was deliberately at the back
of the horses for some reason that he could not determine other
than to surprise the other horses near the finishing line.

Hanks went crazy trying to get the beast to
move on before it was too late, and Cameron saw what looked like a
glint of satisfaction on the horse’s face, but he also saw
something in its posture and eyes that grasped his attention and
that it was eyeing up the other horses like it was chasing them
like a predator.

Fogler at one point looked furious and
clenched his fist and started shouting at Hanks to move it and had
to calm himself!

Cameron saw something in Willy’s expression
again and watched it speed up and leap forward and grab another
horse’s leg in its mouth, sending the horse crashing to the ground,
and Hanks fell off its back onto the ground, and it leapt on the
other horse’s back and started wildly biting the back of its neck
like a beast.

Cameron stood gasping with the others around
him, silenced and gaping at what happened, and he wondered if they
would have to pay for the damage!

It was incredible the horse was trying
to kill the other horse and it clearly did not have enough power in
its jaws to do any damage to it and the other horse eventually
rolled over and got up from the ground and rushed away, while Willy
fell over the ground, and his eyes changed from being bloodthirsty
to deep disappointment, and they watched the front horses race
passed the finishing line, and Willy attacked Hanks and accelerated
away into the audience and
burst into life, releasing
its
colossal inner strength, and
ran furiously into people and crazily knocked them down!

The audience
stampeded away from it, all around it, as it ran after them
attacking, and it charged out the racecourse like an angry bull and
rushed into a busy high street and jumped through a supermarket
window, and ran through it biting, bucking, and smashing everything
in its path, jumping on handbags, seats, and anything, and chased
people everywhere, as they leapt out of its way, and it leapt on
shelves of food sending everything smashing over the floor, and it
chased a security guard into a side room and he rushed out and shut
the door behind him, and trapped it there!

Chapter 19

The Morning After

The next day Cameron realized it had been a
bigger disaster than he had imagined and just about every newspaper
around had the story somewhere, and he gasped when he watched it on
television and wondered if they were going to get it!

The main headline on a major newspaper had
been: MONSTER WILLY ON THE RAMPAGE, with photos of the horse going
crazy, and the others were basically the same, and he examined it
and with some satisfaction that it had come up as funny rather than
a danger to civilization.

He pondered over why they had thought it was
some form of ass, and asked the other soldiers at the army camp it
that morning and they had just laughed over the event!

The most depressed was Hanks and they mostly
felt sorry for him and Cameron wondered if they’d have the horse
destroyed!

Simpson, Fogler, Hanks, and Cameron decided
early in the morning to remain out of the way until the incident
blew over! The damage could have been great, and far higher if they
decided to take action over horse attacking people!

H
e was sure they were still interested in the horse racing
but he could not imagine the horse winning anything now! It was
crazy and he was sure that they had only allowed it back as it was
a special event and occasion! The place got a great advert for
future events, but he did not want anything to do with future
events as the horse would do something lethal somewhere!

He heard, what
he was sure was a rumor, that Malone was so upset by the bad
publicity that he was going to order them to have the horse
destroyed! Even though he was sure that they could sell it for at
least the same price they bought it for, after having been in all
the media!

Cameron dreamily rested against his bed when
a soldier marched in the tent and told Simpson, Fogler, Hanks, and
Cameron that Malone wanted to see them immediately at his tent and
they all stood, and Simpson started discussing the incident and the
racehorse and what to do if different situations were brought up,
and they made an agreement.

Cameron watched the soldier march away and
realized he had done something again already and he grabbed a
bottle of whisky from the side of his bed and downed three large
gulps to wake him, and shifted after the others out the tent,
wondering what would happen next!

Once in Malone’s tent they all stood frigid
and Cameron realized that Malone was only slightly annoyed this
time, and he examined his face and saw he was trying not to look
surprised about something, and he suddenly poured a drink to his
surprise, and Malone examined his face from the side of his eyes
and gasped, and Cameron realized that he was also controlling his
temper and that he would do whatever he intended.

“
Sit down!” Malone ordered, clearly
more annoyed now, and they all took seats and sat about his
table.

“
Cameron!” he eventually whispered,
annoyed. “Are you behind this?”

He stared deeply at Cameron disappointedly,
almost jokingly.

“
Are you drunk, Cameron?” he moaned,
examining his eyes.

All the three other soldiers argued and
showed their disapproval of his methods, but he continued and
asked, “Well, are you?”

“
I had one drink!” he moaned
back.

“
Well you sinned! Your not supposed
to!”

“
I have
thinned!” he replied.

“
You’ve
thinned?” he hollered.

“
Yes!” he
argued, loudly. “I won top prize for drinking the most alcohol than
anyone else in the camp at a wild party!”

“
I’ll
handle your corruption! After this meeting you’ll go straight to
the kitchen and squeeze the juice out of five strong citric lemons
into a glass and pour in a full bottle of castor oil and add strong
chili powder and drink it!”

“
Will
that wash away me thins?” he muttered, wondering what the hell it
meant away, and realized he might have some old religious
believes.

“
No!” he
shrieked. “It’ll stop you being a bloody drunken brainless twit,
and someday maybe help you run things the right way!”

His reply stunned him, and he stopped
replying, wondering what he meant by it!

“
Have I done something ...” he
whispered, mainly to himself, not knowing what it was he
meant.

“
There has been a complaint about you
all!” Malone announced loudly, studying them again seeing if they
would react. “This time it’s authentic!”

Simpson burst out laughing, at Malone and his
ways of doing things, and Cameron realized Malone might be more of
a drinker than he realized, which could explain his strange
reactions.

“
What about?” Simpson joked. “We
haven’t met anyone to complain about us!

“
Some people don’t like you lot! They
complain everywhere about things you do!”

Simpson sarcastically gave an expression of
being humiliated by it and tried to get what he was going on about,
and asked, “You should send them to us for us to resolve their
complaints!”

“
People should stop complaining about
nothing!” Fogler quickly replied, backing him up. “They should save
it for all the real things!”

“
The people of this country could do
without you all!” he muttered, staring at Cameron. “It’s over a
reported racing horse!”

“
What horse is that?” Fogler
continued.

He stared deeply at his eyes again, and
looked away.

“
Well, don’t let it happen again!” he
replied, tired of beating about the bush. “You were lucky this
time!”

“
Yeah!” Simpson replied, realizing they
had got away with it.

They had a future problem, as they were all
wanting to continue racing, as Cameron could not see how they were
going to solve the problem of it going crazy.

He wondered why the hell they never just got
something to put on the horse to stop it at the finishing line and
if it attempted to go crazy and charge into the audience.

“
Cameron
there was another complaint from the disabled pensioner you dragged
out the bar and rolled about ...” Malone stated. “I think you
should apologize to him!”

“
Apologize!” he replied, gasping at having to meet him again,
and decided just to avoid it.

Chapter 20

The Accident

The next they decided to start properly
training the horse as it had to be fitter, and though it went along
with the idea it soon started doing the opposite and even started
not running and they tried forcing it and had to stop before they
damaged it!

While driving back it went crazy and started
smashing the back of the truck and Hanks accidentally crashed into
a tree!

The next morning Malone had them brought to
his tent again, and Cameron realized immediately the horse idea was
a bigger disaster than he had imagined and Malone had the
newspapers all over his desk with the story of its rampage at the
racecourse and it had clearly drastically altered Malone’s view of
the incident and the racehorse, and he was shouting loudly at them,
and at the roof of the tent, where he now seemed to have an
imaginary person, and he informed them that people higher up had
recognized them and their horse and had complained!

He finished by gasping at a newspaper article
about their crash, which he had found before they entered, and it
had the headline: MONSTER WILLY ON THE LOOSE AND CAUSES CRASH!

Going by what they wrote they believed it was
a normal horse and that they had done something to it, and that
they were the ones guilty of the occurrences!

Simpson, Fogler, Hanks, and Cameron stood
silent and just took what was coming! The damage they could get for
it was high, especially if they decided to take action over the
horse attacking so many people!

None of them
could imagine the horse winning now! It was crazy
and Cameron was sure that they or the horse would be banned from
ever racing again, and he felt sorry for Hanks as it could be the
end of his career as a jockey!

He was sure
Malone was so upset by the bad publicity he was going to order them
to have the horse destroyed! Even though he was sure that they
could sell it for far more than the price they had bought it for,
especially with having been in all the media!

They all stood frigid and he realized
that
Malone
had run out of things to say and had planned on getting them
replying, and Cameron examined his face and saw he was trying not
to look surprised about the affair in the newspapers, and he
suddenly poured a drink, and calmed himself.

“
Sit down!” Malone eventually ordered,
clearly less annoyed now, and they all took seats and sat about his
table.

“
Cameron!” he eventually whispered,
annoyed. “Are you behind this?”

His stare went deep into his mind and Malone
realized by the reactions of the other three soldiers about him
that it hadn’t been Cameron, and he joked, “Are you drunk again,
Cameron?”

“
I’d a drink before I came in here!” he
moaned back, annoyed at being accused of the whole problem when it
had not been his horse or idea and that he had been talked into it
all!

“
Perhaps you can explain how a horse
crashed the vehicle?”

“
Well!” he moaned, angrily.
“
You know how it is! We
were racing back here at a hundred mile an hour in the horse
vehicle, which has a Ferrari engine, and a woman with no clothes on
jumped out in front of it and it smashed into a guardrail at the
side of the road, at just the right angle causing it to fly away up
in the air, but miraculously landed on all four wheels!”

“
Ferrari
engine in that old banger truck!” Malone gasped, examining his
eyes.

“
But it
continued on going, with its acceleration, racing forward and hit
the guardrail again, bounced off and furiously flew around like an
airplane propeller blade, bouncing against a wall, consistently
smashing parts from the front and back off sending them flying
through the air, over to the other side of the road, with them
hitting objects all across the road and into other vehicles and
house windows, landing on top of people in bed and watching
television, with glass shattering and exploding in
everywhere!”