Series Firsts Box Set by Laken Cane

Author:Laken Cane
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-07-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Horror burst from me in a thoughtless scream. “Robin!”

It wasn’t my sister. I knew that.

Robin would have been my size. My age.

My twin.

And Robin was dead.

I reached the exit doors before I was aware I’d even moved. I shot through them, opening my mouth for another scream, praying I wasn’t too late.

I had to save the child. I had to save her.

I’d left one to die.

I wasn’t leaving another.

Maybe I thought saving her would make up for Robin’s death. Maybe I was just that insane.

Maybe I’d get us both killed.

But there was a child, and I would fight for her. I would protect her.

Even if it killed me.

I ran like I did in nightmares—slowly, so slowly, with my feet sinking into quicksand as I slogged weakly on, opening my mouth for another scream.

I had no words, just sounds.

But the sounds got his attention.

He whipped toward me, his head tilting precariously upon his skinny neck as he studied the newer, bigger threat.

The bigger meal.

I needed to shut the hell up.

One mutant I could possibly take. I had two machetes. I had knives. I had desperation.

I could take him.

But if I kept screaming, it would draw other mutants.

And then neither I nor the little girl would have a chance.

“Run,” I screamed at the child, but she slid down the wall and then curled up on the pavement, her face hidden behind her hands.

I knew her terror. Her exhaustion. Her confusion.

The thought flashed through my mind that I wasn’t actually okay in this new world. I understood my pretense.

And I couldn’t allow that thought. No.

That truth might have shattered me.

I didn’t hesitate. With my machetes up and ready, I ran at the creature.

He leapt back when I swung, and my blade cut through the air, barely missing his chest. But I wasn’t exactly a stranger to fighting the mutants—and I had adrenaline lending a hand.

He came at me fast, no fear in those cold, yellow eyes, no sounds coming from his half-open mouth.

I dropped one of the machetes.

I caught a glimpse of large, crowded, sharp teeth, and then I fell to my knees, yanked the small dagger from my belt, and drove it into his groin.

His eyes widened slightly, and he leaned over, grabbed the handle of the knife, and wrenched it from his flesh.

Seconds. It all happened in seconds.

Instead of flat coldness, his eyes now held hunger. Raging, ravenous, consuming hunger.

That’s what pain gave them.

When fighting a mutant, death—preferably theirs—needed to happen quickly. Before they got hungry. Before they got angry.

That was when the mutants ate humans.

They were like people out of their minds on meth. They felt no pain, no fear, and there was nothing but death in their eyes.

When the hunger roared over them, it was as though they had to consume whatever was before them, and they had to do it immediately. They couldn’t help themselves.

I couldn’t believe it was fear—I doubted they were able to be afraid.

He flew toward me like a pale missile, his hands bent into claws, desperate to end his hunger.

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