Mutant Hunter~Clone Worlds by Tobias Roote

Author:Tobias Roote [Roote, Tobias]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Roote Publishing Ltd
Published: 2017-04-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Straight From the Melting Pot

Grady turned to look at back of the cage. He found himself facing a crowd of mutants who were viewing him with considerable animosity. Grady realised that to them he must represent the people that were attacking and killing them and they were not able to differentiate between him and their mutual enemies.

They began creeping forward, their hands still shackled with their e-cuffs.

Grady spoke to Shrilla,

“Are you getting all this ? Do we have a Plan B ?”

Shrilla laughed grimly. “I can’t get anywhere near you at the moment. They’ve congregated outside and there’s some kind of conference going on with a comms unit.”

Grady couldn’t respond. He was already moving to one corner of the cage to provide himself with more of a defensive position. They could only attack him from the front now which meant he had more of a chance of protecting himself from real harm.

They looked menacing, and Grady wondered just how this was going to go down. They had the numbers, but not much else, their hands were e-cuffed like his. The first one was about to reach him, but the e-cuffs registered his heightened aggression and assuming it represented an attack on the guards, or an escape attempt and automatically stunned him to his knees. The others drew away from him, but remained close. Their aggression levels, though still raised, were curbed at the sight of their fellow attacker’s semi-conscious body on the floor.

This reminded Grady of his own predicament. He squatted down and pressed the e-cuffs against the heel of his shoe activating the black market neutraliser he’d hidden there, one of his illicit purchases from the Rift. The red light died and they sprung loose. His hands now free, he opened his arms to flex them a little to intimidate the mutants visually. He could handle them if they didn’t come at him too fast, he thought - maybe.

As they closed in again Grady sensed a commotion behind them and a lot of clicking ensued. He remembered the beach. This was definitely sophisticated communication, but on a level humans had never attempted. The sea of bodies parted and a muscular young man pressed to the front and turning away from Grady, pushed the others back. The clicking continued and now Grady could see the throats of four or five of the males articulating the sounds. The one that had pushed them away turned to Grady. The man’s face looked vaguely familiar.

“You killed off-landers,” he accused him in stilted Standard.

Grady looked at him and realised he was one of the men rescued from the beach. He hadn’t stayed free for long, he thought.

“They were bad men,” Grady replied. “They don’t represent my people, just other bad men,” he explained wanting to differentiate between him and the ‘off-landers’ the mutant was referring to.

“We know, friend not here ?” he enquired looking around for Shrilla.

“No, my friend is outside waiting to help us escape,” Grady replied. “If they don’t kill me first,” he chuckled indicating the other mutants still milling around behind their leader.

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