Beastseer

They rip us apart from the inside when they flee from their world into ours.

They’re officially known as Transmigrating Hostiles, but people on the street call these creatures a multitude of names: screamin’ demons, hellhounds, Subjekt 44s; take your pick.

People exist who can see these monstrosities before flesh tears, before any blood is shed.

These people are officially known as Transmigrating Hostiles Detection Specialists (T.H.D.S.). Some people call them Thuds but most refer to them as beastseers.

Beastseers are both revered and hated by the society they have to police. Revered, because they can alert people to the danger of an otherworldly monstrosity about to tear its way into our world. Hated, because who wants to be told they’re about to die in a shower of their own blood and innards?

Cooper Kirby is one such beastseer, a man who watched his wife and son both die gruesomely giving passage to transmigrating hostiles. The pain of it has caused him to lose his way, and in his neighbor, young Katelynn Ross, he sees a chance to put things right again.

Katelynn wants nothing to do with him, though; she cares nothing for his pain and even less for his hope. She hates beastseers, all beastseers, with a thunderous unforgiving passion.

Cooper Kirby, as it turns out, is a drunken lout sleeping with her mother, another beastseer named Apollyon killed her father a year ago, and to top it all off, she discovered not too long ago that she is one herself.