This is an idea that I have been working on for a while now. I was planning on posting this as a long one-shot, but I am not known for my patience, so I am posting this in smaller parts. Enjoy!
24 Hours in Abysus
Chapter One
Only one thing had mattered to me this morning and that was making sure Noah had a great time. It seemed like a simple goal, and so far, one I was achieving. We spent the afternoon at the bookstore until we got kicked out for making too much noise when we geeked out over the newest comic book releases.
Skip ahead a few hours and we were hanging out at the batting range, trying to outscore each other's batting averages when things turned sour.
A red and black portal appeared at the ballpark and sucked us into this happy go lucky place, and now my mission was to do everything I could to get us home alive.
My first move was to build my hover-copter and fly away like a bat outta hell. Midway through the build, it all fell apart as pain ripped through my back, surrounding me in broken metal.
Okay, so my nanites weren't cooperating was when I needed them most. Perfect.
My next move became contacting Providence. But when we landed we were dumped into the river instantly killing our phones. That left us with one option; the communication link that was in my ear. But I was having trouble establishing a line that wasn't full of static, so instead of broadcasting our location to the Pack, I pressed the emergency button in my ear cuff notifying Providence I needed help.
The thing beeped for five full minutes. Five minutes should have been long enough to send my location. It had to be. Because it's all the time I felt comfortable letting it go before I used what little power my nanites had to drain the ear cuff's battery, silencing the signal before it could be traced by Van Kleiss's people. The plan was to reactivate it when we were at a more secure place, which was turning out to be difficult to find.
Hopefully, I would see something soon. I had no way of knowing when Providence would show up; if they were coming at all.
No, I couldn't think that way. They would come. They had to. Once, they had sent a whole platoon to Abysus to save me, surely they would do it again.
Wouldn't they?