The second and hopefully better part of Shadow Flight: Un-retirement. All tips and comments welcome.
Note: I am going to remake the series so far when I get chance. This will most likely be in the gap between the end of Dragon Marked and the beginning of A Dark Hero. I have improved a lot since starting SF, so hopefully they will be a lot better.
Shadow Flight: Un-retirement
Chapter one: Briefinghttp://www.youngwriterssociety.com/post613666.html#p613666
Chapter two: Infiltration
Chapter three: Truthhttp://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic53998.html
Chapter four: Dule http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic54414.html
Zomak, smiled lightly and pulled out a small blue plastic case no bigger than a container for a pair of earplugs, then slid them across the table to me. I tipped the contents into my hand. Two small casuals one red the other blue; they looked very much like earplugs with a needle on one end and a small cylinder capsule on the other. One was for my ear and one for my tongue. I lined up the blue one with the side of my ear stabbed it in quickly and crushed the capsule end. The stinging sensation was immense; extremely immense would be more accurate. My earpiece got injected into the sanative flesh of my ear through the needle; I bit down on my tongue fiercely drawing a little blood to numb down the pain. I loathed putting the communications devices in but at least they were almost impossible to spot, and it directly stimulated my eardrum so only I could hear it. I repeated the same method with the other, except this time I injected it into my tongue and clenched a fist tightly to numb down the pain.
The doctor stood, and walked over to me I stood knowing he was going to ask me to follow him. Then there was a black flash and I was standing in the middle of a small road going through open fields and into a city everything had just gone from my mind.
“Were am I?” I asked myself.
Looking around bewildered by what had happened. It was just lush open fields and the odd tree here and there. I tried casting my mind back but remembered nothing. I looked forwards there was a city sprawling out in front of me, less than ten paces away. The buildings closest to me were houses they had to be less than three years old, but held an unsettling silence around them that felt like it had lingered there for generations. I guessed it was early afternoon from the position of the sun. I took two steps towards the city as if pulled in by some temptation some desire. I felt something on my back I swung it round to my front; a P90 hung on a strap I shouldered it again also I was wearing a combat belt holding P90 clips, an M9 pistol, clips for it and a small silver PDA I got out the PDA and flicked through it there was nothing in it. I put it way and walked into the city confidently, but somehow bewildered.
An eerie silence veiled the city; you could feel it from the moment you stepped into the grey streets, they were almost abandoned apart from the odd passer by who eyed me up and down nervously. I was thinking of asking one what was going on. I began to walk towards her a human girl about twenty-one, she had long flowing blond hair, flawless blue eyes and smooth looking skin. As I did she took one look at me, or more like one look at my gun and dashed off without a second thought.
I looked down a street to my right, and then I saw it. Huge tall as a small block of flats sprawled out it was a leviathan of a building concrete with no windows going on for what felt like miles, and then a huge cooling tower stretching its vase like neck up into the sky, and yet only one visible entrance; a large shutter door that looked like the door to a loading bay. How could I have missed it in the first place? I knew this was only a small part of the building, but it was big enough for whatever was going on. Three humans were outside; they wore balaclavas, black bulletproof vests, thick plan black pants and thick military leather boots each carrying AK47s. Two more on the roof in the same dress but they carried RPG-7s. One guard near the door made a slight indication towards me the others turned to face me and pulled up their weapons.
A high-pitched beep sound filled my ear. I slammed my hand against it but it did no good then it ceased, over as soon as it had come. I remembered everything the briefing, then hypnotherapy and finally a helicopter flight. After a moment I smiled a cunning smile to myself and slowly approached; keeping my hands in sight to show them I meant no harm.
“Get lost!” One guard ordered he had a thick Russian accent.
“I see they didn’t tell you of my arrival…” I said slowly in a low, cunning and almost evil sounding voice. They lowered their weapons slightly.
“If they did want you here what is the bosses name?” the same guard asked. I had no idea what it could be but came up with a response.
“I thought soldiers were smart enough not to ask questions now let me through before I call up the boss” I ordered in the same fake voice holding up my PDA. The guards all flinched and looked at each other.
“Please don’t I’m only just getting my hearing back from the last mess-up go on through” the guard replied timidly. He stepped aside letting me through.
“Good man” I said, then walked past into a huge loading bay.
“Hook, line and sinker” I thought to myself smiling. The room was totally white and empty; apart from a door in the left wall. I hurried towards it and threw it open and almost shouted in surprise at what I saw. A slim cyan dragoness also a member of Shadow Flight, I had trained her and knew her well.
“Ayama, what are you doing here?” I asked.
“Karanic! Hello they told me I would have backup but I didn’t expect you” she replied.
“I wasn’t told anything,” I said.
“Karanic, I know this isn’t the best time but I need to tell you something…can I?” she asked. I nodded.
“I love you” she began.
“Kiss me,” She continued attempting to hug me. I pushed her away with my left hand.
“Ayama, mission first talk later” I ordered.
“No Karanic, kiss me!” she shouted almost jumping on me. I shoved her away with both hands. There was a pause.
“Hey smart guy” a strong, masculine voice whispered in my ear. I looked over my shoulder to see the orange dragon from the photo standing right behind me.
“I’m Rage, nice to meet you!” he exclaimed throwing a punch at me; I caught it but the force of the hit knocked my to the floor winding me. I gasped heavily trying to get my breath back. Rage stood over me.
“My power is super strength don’t worry I will be gentle” he said laughing. Then landed a punch in my face. I fell unconscious I didn’t even feel the impact it was that strong.
I woke some time later to the sound of water. I opened my eyes to find I was in a glass box, and if that wasn’t enough it was filled almost to the brim with water, just enough space for me to tread water upright. I immediately started to do so. As I did I saw what was outside, I was still in the same loading bay type room but now there were three dragons there Sight, a black dragon and a cyan dragon.
“Hello Karanic, I’m Midnight, the leader of our little…group. Sight, you already know or should I say Ayama?” the black dragon began. I could barely hear him through the thick glass. He gestured at the cyan dragon.
“This is Moonlight, the smart guy and the one who made this box you are in right now. I will let him explain it to you.” he continued as he and sight walked out of the room.
“Ok there is a key on the floor, but even the slightest pressure detected on the floor releases an electrical current; nine thousand volts to be exact.” Moonlight began “Above you are three locks, get the key then unlock one of them and get out; however two of the locks will activate the floor the other one will let you out. I would estimate you could tread water for…seven hours max before you sink. Get to work.” Then he turned and left the room, in the same direction as Midnight and Sight with a slight smile of accomplishment on his face.
“This is just brilliant!” I shouted enraged. I looked down and there was the key, I looked up and there were the locks.
“Karanic, I think this guy has been watching too many of the Death game movies remember, third victim second movie this was it its inescapable; if you try and pick up the key you will only activate the floor. I will send in more guys hopefully you wont drown before they can get you out hold on!” Zomac, shouted through my earpiece.
“Oh boy today just gets batter and better!” I replied enraged. Suddenly terror griped me when I realised what had just been said. This was a replica of one of the traps in the Death game movies. Logically it was inescapable I had watched the movies three times already.
“No that was the movies there must be a way” I reassured myself weakly. But if this was the same as the movies it could all be over for me; also how would I know if all three locks would result in me getting killed?
Now all I could do was: think things over wait and pray, also the timer for the demands being met was still ticking.
