The Fall by L. A. Frederick

Author:L. A. Frederick [Frederick, L. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L.A. Frederick
Published: 2019-01-17T22:00:00+00:00

Connor

Waking up to the sound of screaming, how wonderful.

‘Oh, will you pipe down!’ The fact Connor lambasted himself meant he still lived. ‘Fabulous.’ You don’t mean that, we’ve got work to do.

‘No we, just me.’ Don’t be facetious.

He didn’t bother responding to the latest question, his preoccupied mind focused on the dank, dark cave he found himself lying in. Stale air intruded on his lungs’ capacity to take a full, clean breath. Something bristly, coated in fur slouched out beneath his left-hand side. I landed on the wolf.

‘Such a waste.’ Connor harboured no animosity toward the creature, or its pack, always an animal lover even now in his enhanced red form that rang true. ‘They did what came natural to them.’

The evolved, giant beast was near obliterated. Huge chunks of bone and gristle protruded out of punctured skin. Connor squinted. Blackness ruled the space and yet his eyesight adjusted to a level of vision, removing total darkness. His eyes made out all the shapes in his surroundings, just not with any real clarity or definition.

Attempting to stand would be a bad idea, his right leg cracked below the knee, both tibia and fibula, from the impact of the fall. The precise location of the break throbbed, his acute awareness affording him the exact spot of the hairline fractures. A queer sensation, verging on wanting to vomit, swept over him. Another element of his mutated abilities, being able to pinpoint breaks, sprains and all manner of injuries. The fact he’d broken every bone in his body at some point in his miserable, pain-riddled life furthered his morbid knowledge.

‘That won’t take too long to heal,’ he shifted onto his uninjured, mobile left-side, ‘but I’m not hanging around. Christ knows what’s down here.’ A rumble, deep underground, far off to his left materialised his unease, and answered through the earth itself.

‘Time to move.’

He crawled in the black, in search of the light.

‘We’re lost.’ Well done.

An unquenchable thirst and desire to feed plagued every thought. The pitch black nagged at Connor for hours on end, he fought back valiant and stubborn. At least now he was healed and moving through the claustrophobic tunnels with purpose, plus his skin acted as a strange light glowing in the musty gloom. The air was damp and aided with the glow, convenient as Connor stopped slamming into things a while back.

‘OK, so what now?’ A good question, answering cut short by more reverberating off in the distance. Whatever created the commotion followed Connor, yet always kept a certain separation. The creatures surrounded, with a wide perimeter, similar to how the wolves behaved. Until wounded.

‘Well, let’s not get injured down here then shall we.’ Fair point.

‘Hello?’ rattled a stranger’s voice from the murk-afflicted tunnel to Connor’s left. ‘Anyone?’ A woman’s voice; they sounded amiable, a friendly tone about their words. A trap.

Connor’s right to be sceptical outweighed most but he was also a super-human being and could smell the woman, around five hundred yards further up, lavender and fresh air.

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