Kyzyl-Orda
10-08-2004, 21:09
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Part one: Snow City
The Girl gasped for air as she ran through the cold streets, winter was a cruel thing in the North of the planet, very, very cruel. She glanced over her shoulder as the pain of the freezing air rushed inside her lungs, they were still following her. The crunches of her footsteps were heard down the street, she had to get to the monorail station, she had to…
A hand grabbed her clothes roughly; she fell with the figure coming down on top of her.
She had nothing left to do.
She screamed.
She screamed as she looked at the blood red eyes of the figure that had bought her down, the fangs protruding from it’s mouth glinted in the moonlight. She tried to struggle, but couldn’t, it had her pinned, what ever this person, these people were…
they weren’t human…
The single plasma shot to the side of the creature’s head knocked it flying into the wall, it exploded with a small puff of smoke, which whispered its way into the chilling winter air.
The girl blinked and looked to her right, where the shot had come from, a single figure slowly appeared out of the mixture of wind, snow and mist, tucking its pistol into a belt and buttoning back up its trench coat. The crunch of the think heavy boots and her wheezing breath were all that could be heard.
”Come with me..” The figure spoke, a soft gentle voice, nothing like the normal hard northern accent of the area.
She didn’t argue, she just brushed aside her red hair and followed the capped figure.
They had been walking for around 100 yards when a car loomed again out of the mist, it was one of the few not covered in several inches of snow. A single clack suggested that the locks where disabled.
”Get in…” The Figure spoke again
“Who are you?” Hillary Ice asked, her voice somewhere between relief and annoyance.
“I will tell you later, but right now we have to go...”
Hillary frowned, but by the slight strain in his other wise monotonous voice, suggested that she should do what he said, and shut up about it.
Hilary got into the car with the capped figure.
He took off his hat and put it on the back seat, he then ran his fingers through his blonde hair and looked at her through sky blue eyes.
“Did they get you at all with their fangs?”
”Ummm, no, why?”
“Good, that’s good, look I can’t explain right now, and I can’t tell you my name, all I will tell you now is that your very special Hilary, and they want you for a reason, I will however, explain more when we get to my place.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! I’m not going back to your place, I don’t even know your name…”
“It’s either my place, or face those things out there.” He had rested his hands on the steering wheel and looked at her, his face stone cold.
“Well?”
“I…I…” She gulped remembering the fangs. ”ok, your place…But no funny business ok?”
He didn’t respond to her words, but had simply gunned the engine and sped off down the street.
Part one: Snow City
The Girl gasped for air as she ran through the cold streets, winter was a cruel thing in the North of the planet, very, very cruel. She glanced over her shoulder as the pain of the freezing air rushed inside her lungs, they were still following her. The crunches of her footsteps were heard down the street, she had to get to the monorail station, she had to…
A hand grabbed her clothes roughly; she fell with the figure coming down on top of her.
She had nothing left to do.
She screamed.
She screamed as she looked at the blood red eyes of the figure that had bought her down, the fangs protruding from it’s mouth glinted in the moonlight. She tried to struggle, but couldn’t, it had her pinned, what ever this person, these people were…
they weren’t human…
The single plasma shot to the side of the creature’s head knocked it flying into the wall, it exploded with a small puff of smoke, which whispered its way into the chilling winter air.
The girl blinked and looked to her right, where the shot had come from, a single figure slowly appeared out of the mixture of wind, snow and mist, tucking its pistol into a belt and buttoning back up its trench coat. The crunch of the think heavy boots and her wheezing breath were all that could be heard.
”Come with me..” The figure spoke, a soft gentle voice, nothing like the normal hard northern accent of the area.
She didn’t argue, she just brushed aside her red hair and followed the capped figure.
They had been walking for around 100 yards when a car loomed again out of the mist, it was one of the few not covered in several inches of snow. A single clack suggested that the locks where disabled.
”Get in…” The Figure spoke again
“Who are you?” Hillary Ice asked, her voice somewhere between relief and annoyance.
“I will tell you later, but right now we have to go...”
Hillary frowned, but by the slight strain in his other wise monotonous voice, suggested that she should do what he said, and shut up about it.
Hilary got into the car with the capped figure.
He took off his hat and put it on the back seat, he then ran his fingers through his blonde hair and looked at her through sky blue eyes.
“Did they get you at all with their fangs?”
”Ummm, no, why?”
“Good, that’s good, look I can’t explain right now, and I can’t tell you my name, all I will tell you now is that your very special Hilary, and they want you for a reason, I will however, explain more when we get to my place.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! I’m not going back to your place, I don’t even know your name…”
“It’s either my place, or face those things out there.” He had rested his hands on the steering wheel and looked at her, his face stone cold.
“Well?”
“I…I…” She gulped remembering the fangs. ”ok, your place…But no funny business ok?”
He didn’t respond to her words, but had simply gunned the engine and sped off down the street.