And now, Tradewinds finally regains its sea-legs...
Tradewinds 10: Reflectionhttp://www.absolutechaos.net/viewstory.php?sid=10614Summary: Wherein an alliance ends in betrayal, and the betrayed try to face the fallout without having a falling out of their own…
Categories: Original Fiction
Characters: None
Genres: Action, Adventure, Angst, Fantasy, Horror, Science Fiction, Supernatural
Rated: R
Warnings: Death, Graphic Violence, Violence
Series: Tradewinds
Challenges: None
Published: 07/02/11
excerpt, from Chapter III:
“…I think we’re almost to our stop,” Shades told them. Already he could see the town of Centralict giving way to docks and piers. He was beginning to suspect that the Triad’s escape route was neither as random nor aimless as it first appeared.
Sure enough, the Triad’s car stopped at a pier. The driver didn’t even wait for Shades’ cue to stop, just drove up as close as he dared and no closer. While the other two got out on Justin’s side, Shades dug in his pocket for enough cash to pay the driver, plus a wad of hazard pay, telling him: “Just tell ’em you were held at gunpoint or somethin’.” Cursing Kato for taking the Card, thankful he had gradually withdrawn a considerable amount of cash; he just hadn’t expected to need to rely on it so soon.
Meanwhile, Kato and George got out of the car and ran for the docks, and Chase hid behind the commandeered vehicle to lay down a hard-and-fast cover fire. Shades quickly joined Max and Justin in hiding behind the taxi while the driver ducked below the steering wheel. While Chase covered them, his companions made their way to a large cabin cruiser marked Triad III.
Not until the others were finished unmooring their ship did Chase lob out another smoke grenade and join their flight. The Triad III’s engines already roaring to life as Max and his companions staggered past the smokescreen. By the time Justin could see enough to aim, Chase was already onboard, the ship well underway. Though Justin still fired several useless rounds at it anyway.
“Dammit! We lost ’em!” Justin snarled, at last putting away his guns.
“Not yet!” Shades ventured. “Perhaps we can get a ship—”
“Did you say you need a ship?” a strange voice asked them.
They turned to the source of the voice to find an old man standing on the deck of another ship…
The journey continues…