This is my first Sanctuary story. I very recently got into the series so this is my first shot at writing it. More or less, the beginning of this will be getting a grasp on the characters so my apologies if anyone seems off. This is a very basic into, actual characters will come into play next time.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except for Lydia and everything seen in this story is property of the creators of Sanctuary.
It was hard to say when things suddenly took a turn for the worst, but Lydia didn't have time to think about it at the moment. Her boss was getting tired of funding the research and getting nothing in return. She couldn't deny that she was close though. After two years of working her way through the network and making a name for herself, she finally managed to weasel her way into the right hole. None of her training covered what she found in this hole though. She was way over her head if what she just witnessed was anything to go by.
Her breathing was heavy as she ran blindly through back alleys, dodging random items that stood in her way and ignoring people that tried to catch her attention. None of that mattered at the moment. There wasn't time to think, she just had to run.
A crashing sound from behind her made her stumble into a wall as she took the risk to glanced back. She regretted it immediately when her eyes fell on whatever the thing was that was chasing her. It had killed her partner she had been working with for the past year which meant her operations were ruined. Yet another problem that would be the least of her worries. There would be no work on either side if she ended up dead, eaten by whatever was after her.
She soon found herself facing a dead end as she rounded another corner. With no other options, she wasted no time in spotting a nearby door and slammed her way inside a rundown building and sprinted up the flight of stairs. It was impossible to think over her pounding heart and she froze as she heard a high pitched screech echo through the building. It was inside and she had no idea how to get out.
In a panic, she swept her eyes over the area around her, looking for anything that might be used as a weapon but there was nothing. The place had been abandoned for years it seemed and not even people that worked the streets stopped in here. She silently cursed in her head as she closed her eyes and leaned against the wall, waiting for her final moments to be over.
A second later, a blast was heard followed by another screech and she snapped her eyes open, taking in the fact that she was no longer the current target and she in fact heard no movement from anything inside. Hesitantly, she steadied herself on the wall and tried to keep her breathing quiet as she pushed her way back down the stairs. It didn't take her long to spot the thing lying on the floor with a lady kneeling beside it. Her automatic instinct after running from the thing was to warn her and she did just that.
"Don't go near it!" Lydia snapped her mouth shut quickly in panic as the woman spun around to face her, some sort of weapon clearly held in her hand.
"Oh, are you alright?" The woman spoke urgently and stood up, crossing the room, but she stopped when she realized Lydia was taking on a defense stance. "I'm sorry you had to get caught up in this. I do hope you're already."
Lydia took her time in studying this lady. She seemed kind but she had no idea what she was doing or where she was from. It wasn't very often that she met people with British accents and even less common to meet someone under circumstances like this.
The logical choice would be to speak, but at that moment, Lydia was still running on fight or flight decision making and it wasn't long before she reached the flight decision. The panic was probably clear in her eyes as she quickly calculated how she could get around the woman and she moved on those thoughts, skidding around her and the body of the creature and made a quick move towards the door. She didn't even get outside before she slammed hard against another body and fell straight to the floor, smacking her head against the wall's corner on her way down.
She could barely register a panicked voice of a guy near her as she worked to clear the fuzziness from her mind. She blinked a few times and tried to focus on the two figures that were suddenly over her but it didn't help her vision. It wasn't long before she only heard vague whispers and slipped into unconsciousness.
Like I said, this is my first attempt at working with Sanctuary. Feedback will be greatly appreciated. Hopefully I'll get some more up soon so Lydia can actually meet some people and everything can start moving.
