The Enemy Within
Ch. 1: The Terrifying Present
Author's Note: Not much to say, I guess. Just, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Andromeda, not mine...damnit...
"The most effective weapon is inside us all. That is our curse." Capt. Sarina Legallos CY 2935
I can hear him crashing through the trees behind me. I can also hear my heart pounding. Branches reach out, grabbing my tattered and dirty clothes, scratching my face, my face, anything they can get at. Suddenly, the trees stop, and quickly after that, the ground does as well. I skid to stop, my arms pinwheeling as I fight for balance. After what seems like forever, I finally stumble backwards, away from the edge. I breathe a sigh of relief, then freeze. I hear him burst out of the forest, causing my heart to stop. I turn slowly. He stands just outside of the treeline, bare chest heaving, eyes cold and fixed on mine, teeth bared in an animalistic grin. "Hey, take it easy," I hold out my hadns in a warding gesture when I see the forcelance in his hand. "C'mon, you don't want this. You know that," He begins walking toward me, slowly, deliberately; an animal stalking it's prey. "Please, don't do this. It's me, it's-" Suddenly, pain jolts through my body. I look down and utter a strangled gasp. He has extended the force lance through my gut. He retracts it and the blood quickly begins to flow. I try to staunch the bleeding, but the sickeningly warm liquid simply flows between my fingers. I look up at him, confused. There is no recognition in his eyes. He steps forward and shoves me with a growl. I stumble backwards, but my feet find nothing. I begin to fall. "Dylan!"
Author's Note: So, whattcha think? Yer probably yelling at me right now. "Who is it?!" "What's going on?!" "Continue?!" Well, stop yelling and I will. Ordering will get you nowhere!
Ch. 1: The Terrifying Present
Author's Note: Not much to say, I guess. Just, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Andromeda, not mine...damnit...
"The most effective weapon is inside us all. That is our curse." Capt. Sarina Legallos CY 2935
I can hear him crashing through the trees behind me. I can also hear my heart pounding. Branches reach out, grabbing my tattered and dirty clothes, scratching my face, my face, anything they can get at. Suddenly, the trees stop, and quickly after that, the ground does as well. I skid to stop, my arms pinwheeling as I fight for balance. After what seems like forever, I finally stumble backwards, away from the edge. I breathe a sigh of relief, then freeze. I hear him burst out of the forest, causing my heart to stop. I turn slowly. He stands just outside of the treeline, bare chest heaving, eyes cold and fixed on mine, teeth bared in an animalistic grin. "Hey, take it easy," I hold out my hadns in a warding gesture when I see the forcelance in his hand. "C'mon, you don't want this. You know that," He begins walking toward me, slowly, deliberately; an animal stalking it's prey. "Please, don't do this. It's me, it's-" Suddenly, pain jolts through my body. I look down and utter a strangled gasp. He has extended the force lance through my gut. He retracts it and the blood quickly begins to flow. I try to staunch the bleeding, but the sickeningly warm liquid simply flows between my fingers. I look up at him, confused. There is no recognition in his eyes. He steps forward and shoves me with a growl. I stumble backwards, but my feet find nothing. I begin to fall. "Dylan!"
Author's Note: So, whattcha think? Yer probably yelling at me right now. "Who is it?!" "What's going on?!" "Continue?!" Well, stop yelling and I will. Ordering will get you nowhere!