The Wheel: A Young Adult Dystopian Novel (Nightfall Book 1) by Cynthia Hickey

Author:Cynthia Hickey [Hickey, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Winged Publications
Published: 2021-03-22T22:00:00+00:00

13

“This isn’t our fight.” Fawke’s face tightened. “Two more fighters won’t make a difference.”

“You want to leave them to die?” I stared at two small groups of men fighting for their lives against way too many Malignants.

“They aren’t your responsibility.” He faced me. “The people waiting for us are.”

My gut wrenched. He was right. As much as I hated to leave them, my obligation lay elsewhere. At least we now knew we weren’t alone in this vast concrete jungle. I turned away, blinking back tears. “Let’s go back. We know why those things aren’t bothering us. That’s what we came for.”

“Crynn.”

I turned around at the sternness in his voice. Two men, chased by three Malignants, sprinted our way. These two we could help. I whipped my gun from my shoulder and took aim.

Fawke did the same.

One of the men dropped to one knee and plunged his sword into the beast’s belly.

I waved them on as other creatures took notice. With the distraction, other humans broke away from their group and headed into a dark building. Shrieks rang out as the monsters realized they’d lost their prey.

“Take down as many as you can,” I ordered, mowing down the approaching beasts with my gun as Fawke followed suit. “You other two be ready in case any get past us.”

They slumped against the fallen building, leaving the fighting to me and Fawke. After ridding the world of ten more Malignants, the creatures realized they fought a losing battle and darted away.

“You two come with us.” I aimed my weapon on them, eyeing the packs the two wore. “We’ve a small group waiting for us.”

“Who are you?” Fawke stepped forward, glaring down at them.

Of course, we should ask that question first. Again, I wondered about the wisdom behind my appointment as leader.

“Who are you?” A belligerent look crossed one of their faces.

“The ones who saved you,” I said. “Hand over your packs and answer the question.”

“Don’t do it,” Lars.” The other one shook his head.

“We have one name.” Fawke kicked the foot of the one who hadn’t answered.

“Dayton.” He tossed his pack, slamming me in the chest, then bolted to his feet.

“Stupid move since we have the guns.” Fawke aimed at his chest. “Play nice or you’ll regret not falling with your comrades.”

“They weren’t part of our group.” Dayton crossed his arms. “We ran into them and a fight started. They wanted our packs, too. Then, those things showed up, and we had to fight together.”

I opened the pack he’d thrown, my eyes widening at the sight of fabric, an ornate gold goblet, a sparkling necklace, and other luxuries I’d only read about. Nothing to help a person survive in the city wasteland. “What is this?”

“We work for Soriah,” Lars said. “Oh, shut up, Dayton. We’re blown. Might as well come clean. Besides, I’m sick and tired of risking my life for those rich people on the hill.”

“You scavenge for Soriah?” Fawke’s brow furrowed.

“Where else do you think they get their fancy items? When the city fell, things were left behind.

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