New Breed
By Adam Morgan
Amoena=Beautiful
'What is that?' 'What?'
'I don't know, it's just.there. Like a disturbance, something's changed.'
'They cut the hard-line?'
'No, it's different. Get moving, your almost there'
'Keep us posted'. I wrapped up my phone and pocketed it, guiding my crew
back up the stairs. We were close, I could feel it.
The stairs creaked under our weight and the banisters provided little
support as they wobbled and jerked in our fingers. The lights on each floor
were dim and the rotten wallpaper did little to help our vision. It was a
decrepit place, Hoffman Residential Homes, on the corner of Halls Street
had been empty for years, it needed to be brought down. But it still stood tall, the old neon sign on the wall still flickering at night, a dim ray in the dark city of Frankfalls. Pushing ourselves up the stairs we burst out of the door onto the roof, our coats blowing up in the sudden burst of wind. I turned around to see who was still behind. Amoena's beautiful hair was now controlled again and was hanging over her golden jacket and Malachi's long coat flew open, revealing the array of handguns and grenades in his holster. He looked at me and headed forward, past me. He always did that, I was the captain, why did he have to challenge me? I started to walk and glanced back at Amoena, she knew what I was thinking, she always knew, sisters are good like that.
Malachi stopped ahead of me, he had realised, as I had, that we didn't know where to go next. He turned, hopeless, that felt good. I whipped out my phone, my eyes smiling behind my reflective shades.
'Operator', the voice on the end of the line was worried, which made me feel uncomfortable.
'Ford, I need to get out. Where's the exit?'
'It's on the next building, can you see it?'
'Got it.'
'There' a little shack with a red door, behind it is an emergency phone, I'll get you out from there.'
I clicked up my phone and ran forward, pelting past all of the telephone wires and masts on this roof and concentrating my mind on getting to the other. I approached the edge of the roof, I knew I could make it, my mind was free. In a second I was in mid air, above the bustling streets and people, my hands reached out for the ledge. I could see the door, I could hear the phone and I could hear my feet thud as I hit the roof of the Reed Flat and my shoulder as I rolled out of my landing. I looked back to my crew, Malachi was already running towards me and preparing his jump as I turned to face the door. It was rusted, still recognisably coloured but rusted severely. I stepped towards it and leaned my head against it. It was a sweet sound, ringing in my ears, the phone. 'I got it!'. I pushed the door open and was instantly thrown back as an incredible force thrust into my chest. The metal door had been half smashed by the force and I could barely breathe as I thudded against the ground, rolling over to see Malachi's face as he stared at my prone body and then at the figure in the door, I rolled over to see what it was. An agent, two of them, but one was.I couldn't quite make it out, my eyes were still watering from the pain but I was sure, I couldn't believe it, but I was sure. It was a woman!
By Adam Morgan
Amoena=Beautiful
'What is that?' 'What?'
'I don't know, it's just.there. Like a disturbance, something's changed.'
'They cut the hard-line?'
'No, it's different. Get moving, your almost there'
'Keep us posted'. I wrapped up my phone and pocketed it, guiding my crew
back up the stairs. We were close, I could feel it.
The stairs creaked under our weight and the banisters provided little
support as they wobbled and jerked in our fingers. The lights on each floor
were dim and the rotten wallpaper did little to help our vision. It was a
decrepit place, Hoffman Residential Homes, on the corner of Halls Street
had been empty for years, it needed to be brought down. But it still stood tall, the old neon sign on the wall still flickering at night, a dim ray in the dark city of Frankfalls. Pushing ourselves up the stairs we burst out of the door onto the roof, our coats blowing up in the sudden burst of wind. I turned around to see who was still behind. Amoena's beautiful hair was now controlled again and was hanging over her golden jacket and Malachi's long coat flew open, revealing the array of handguns and grenades in his holster. He looked at me and headed forward, past me. He always did that, I was the captain, why did he have to challenge me? I started to walk and glanced back at Amoena, she knew what I was thinking, she always knew, sisters are good like that.
Malachi stopped ahead of me, he had realised, as I had, that we didn't know where to go next. He turned, hopeless, that felt good. I whipped out my phone, my eyes smiling behind my reflective shades.
'Operator', the voice on the end of the line was worried, which made me feel uncomfortable.
'Ford, I need to get out. Where's the exit?'
'It's on the next building, can you see it?'
'Got it.'
'There' a little shack with a red door, behind it is an emergency phone, I'll get you out from there.'
I clicked up my phone and ran forward, pelting past all of the telephone wires and masts on this roof and concentrating my mind on getting to the other. I approached the edge of the roof, I knew I could make it, my mind was free. In a second I was in mid air, above the bustling streets and people, my hands reached out for the ledge. I could see the door, I could hear the phone and I could hear my feet thud as I hit the roof of the Reed Flat and my shoulder as I rolled out of my landing. I looked back to my crew, Malachi was already running towards me and preparing his jump as I turned to face the door. It was rusted, still recognisably coloured but rusted severely. I stepped towards it and leaned my head against it. It was a sweet sound, ringing in my ears, the phone. 'I got it!'. I pushed the door open and was instantly thrown back as an incredible force thrust into my chest. The metal door had been half smashed by the force and I could barely breathe as I thudded against the ground, rolling over to see Malachi's face as he stared at my prone body and then at the figure in the door, I rolled over to see what it was. An agent, two of them, but one was.I couldn't quite make it out, my eyes were still watering from the pain but I was sure, I couldn't believe it, but I was sure. It was a woman!