15 Years Later: Wasteland by Nick S. Thomas

Author:Nick S. Thomas [Thomas, Nick S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Swordworks
Published: 2015-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Rave swung a punch wildly. Her opponent ducked under and pushed her over with a heavy shove. He leapt towards her as she tried to recover. All she could see was a ginger madman coming at her with his bare hands. It was Miles. She rolled out but didn’t quite make it in time as his foot connected with her stomach and rolled her over onto her back. All the while they could hear the rumble of engines growing nearer.

His foot was high over her head ready to stomp when she rolled out as quickly as she could and got to her feet to take up a fighting stance. Instinct made her reach for the hatchet, but it was nowhere to be found. Neither of them had a single weapon to defend themselves with except for their own bodies.

The engine roar was drawing nearer now. They both turned in fear to see a sand rail buggy storming towards them. There were three occupants, a driver and passenger beside him, and another psychotic looking character waving a fire axe over his head, as he hung on from a platform at the rear of the vehicle. He was stripped to the waist and covered in tattoos with a brightly collared Mohawk hair cut. He looked like some kind of fanatic, and Rave knew exactly how true that was.

They both turned and ran as fast as they could. There was nothing like the fear of death to motivate speed. The buggy was catching up quickly. A ram on its front had been fashioned from corrugated highway barriers, and it was hot on their heels. They took a turn in between some rocks, and that gained them some distance as the vehicle slid on the sands. The over steer was a little too much, and the rear engine pulled the vehicle around into a spin.

But that only seemed to spur them on as they screamed and whistled while the dust engulfed the vehicle. The engine roared, and the rear wheels spun as they were once again whirled around and propelled forward into the opening where their prey had gone. They had entered a canyon that was drawing tighter, just fifty feet wide now.

“They’ve got nowhere to run!” yelled the Mohawk, as he laughed to a sickly and murderous tune.

“Run little rabbits!” he screamed and cackled.

The vehicle had got back up to pace now, and they were soon on the heels of the two runners once again. They matched their speed now rather than running them down as they could. They were savouring every moment.

“Jay’s gonna have fun with you!” one of them yelled.

They all recognised her, and that set her pulse racing even more than the running had.

“He ain’t gonna kill you quick!” another screamed.

There was another turn in the canyon, and the buggy’s rear end swung out once again. It was too heavy on the back, and the psycho on the platform over the engine bay wasn’t helping. Their reduced speed allowed

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