And the pieces begin to fall into place...
Tradewinds 08: Centralicthttp://www.absolutechaos.net/viewstory.php?sid=10558Summary: Wherein Justin meets another fellow wanderer, Max and Shades risk a dangerous new escape plan, and the pieces begin to fall into place…
Categories: Original Fiction
Characters: None
Genres: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Horror, Science Fiction, Supernatural
Rated: R
Warnings: Graphic Violence, Violence
Series: Tradewinds
Challenges: None
Published: 05/08/11
excerpt, from the Chapter I:
…The two of them just stood there for a long moment, simply staring at each other.
Of course, who could blame her? Tranz-D had seemed so empty and deserted, even after the alarms, it was still so devoid of life until she spotted some armored figures marching down one of the halls, so she was surprised that this stranger had not only appeared out of the blue, but also just happened to stumble upon her hiding spot. Enduring some two weeks in hell had certainly taken its toll on the guy: dirty, tattered clothes, disheveled hair, and dark circles under his eyes gave him a crazed look that, combined with his sheer desperation, she found shocking, almost frightening. The double-barrel power pistol he pointed at her wasn’t very encouraging, either.
Of course, Justin wasn’t too happy about the power pistol this strange young woman was aiming at him, as well. After enduring so many days in this ungodly hellhole, he had begun to despair of ever seeing another living human being again, even Max. So he was also a trifle confounded by this turn of events. Whoever she was, she didn’t look like she could have been here for too long; her light blue hoodie, and baggy, multi-pocketed pants looked comfortably warm, and very much intact if a little worn. Not one strand of her straight black hair, which was slightly spiked in front, was even slightly out of place. She looked alarmed, but not terrified; definitely hadn’t been here for too long.
The two of them just stared at each other, waiting for the other to do something.
“Who the hell are you?” Justin finally managed.
“Alex-…” she trailed off, looking first sheepish, then outraged, saying, “Hey! I should be asking you that!” Then she seemed to think better of that, asking, “You’re not with the guards, are you? I didn’t do anything, I swear!”
“You know,” Justin began, “I really don’t think now is the time for—”
His words died in his throat as he saw her violet eyes bug out in shock and horror…
And so the stage is set…