This is a new story of mine that was inpired by a dream that I had. I hope you all it. It is a working progress so some things might change along the way. Please leave reviews to let me know what you think of it as feedback will help me to become a better writer. Thank you for reading!
Chapter One:
A shrill alarm rang out, its ear piercing scream enough to wake the dead. With a startled gasp Sky leaped out of bed only to come crashing down onto the hard wood floor. Groaning inwardly, she kicked her legs desperately to free them of the bed sheet that was holding her captive. Black curls obscured her vision in the dimly lit room as flashes of light occasionally spilled in from the dark hallway. There were no windows or clocks in her room so there was no way to tell what time it was.
"Move that booty, Sky!" Came a call from down the doorway, rising up over the siren's cry.
Just as she hopped to her feet a pair of boots were thrown at her. She managed to catch one just as the other smacked right into her shin. Dark blue eyes narrowed into a glare as her head snapped up. The thrower was none other than her best friend Harmony. Her long red hair was tucked under a black cap that hid most of her face within shadows but Sky could clearly see an amused smile gracing her pretty face. Harm was already dressed in black camouflage pants and a matching jacket with boots on her feet and gun strapped at her hip. Ready for action. Like always.
Sky was barely aware of her hair being pulled back away from her face and a cap being pulled down onto her head as she punched her feet into her own pair of boots. Muttering a quick thanks, she scooped her jacket up off the end of her bed and pushed her arms through the sleeves before zipping up the front as far as it would go. There was a click as a holster was fastened around her waist, the gun tucked safely into place at her right side. The uniform was baggy on her just as it was for everyone else who wore it. It was able to efficiently hide the feminine shape of her body and that was all that mattered.
After giving Sky a pat on the rump, Harmony darted out the room first leaving Sky to follow her lead. Bright white lights flashed from where they were hung along the ceiling, the sound of the alarm only growing louder now that they were out in the hall. Together Harm and Sky passed two rooms on their way towards a metal ladder at the end of the concrete hall. The doors to the rooms were left wide open. Good, that meant that Kayla and Lance were already up and out.
"Where's it at this time?" Sky asked, her voice rough with sleep still.
"Same place as last time. Back entrance."
"Order must be getting sloppy. Why try the same place as last time?" Sky mumbled with a click of her tongue.
With adrenaline pumping through her veins it seemed to only take a second for the two to climb the steps, push the wooden hatch out of the way, and climb out onto the main floor of the large house. Because the alarm had been triggered, metal shutters had shut over the windows, blocking out any light from outside. Even though the whole house was pitch black, the girls knew their way through the halls and around the furniture. Making a sharp right at the living room, they took a short cut through the kitchen to reach the back door. They stopped only long enough to hit a hidden button on the wall that unlocked the door. Sky faintly heard the sound of metal shifting before the back door slid open on its own. Chilly air flooded the kitchen as they raced for the door and jumped out onto the back porch that was slick with frost. The early morning sky was just beginning to lighten, showing just the tops of the bare trees. The back porch was big, with enough room to hold a few glass tables surrounded with four black iron chairs at each one. The porch hung over the side of a very steep hill that had jagged rocks sticking out here and there. Being located on a mountain side had its advantages. Because of the estate's property, the home itself was hard to get to. But during these last few weeks, it seemed that others have been getting closer and closer to the hidden house.
Both girls hit the wooden railing that surrounded the pouch at the same time, slapping one hand down onto it before pushing their bodies over it. Sky's body readied for the drop instantly, her knees bending just as they fell several feet down and onto the dead grass. Springing up from her crouched position, she followed Harmony down the steep hill, the icy grass crunching beneath their boots. At the bottom of the hill waited a black jeep, hidden by a camouflaged tarp and some bent branches. Once they reached it, Sky tugged off the tarp as Harmony hopped into the front seat and started the jeep. It came alive with a dull growl just as Sky got into the passenger seat. Harm shifted the gear shift before slamming down on the gas.
The jeep took off, speeding down the dead leaf covered trail that led through the heavily wooded territory. Cool wind whipped at Sky's face since there were no doors or roof on the jeep, stinging her cheeks as she gripped the safety bar above her head. The trail was bumpy thanks to the rocky terrain and even after having to deal with it for the past five years, Sky was still not use to it.
After a good three minutes, the girls reached their destinations. Putting the jeep in park behind a large oak, they threw their-selves out of the vehicle. On the other side of the oak was a drop that led down into a gurgling creek. Leaping into the air, they both landed in the shallow creek before splashing their way across the cold water. Harm was faster, moving ahead of her. Harm swatted aside bony branches and heading towards a small group of people just ahead of them. Narrowing her eyes, Sky could make out three silhouettes amongst the scattered trees. She recognized the tall, skinny one as Lance. There was a smaller figure off to Lance's side, Kayla, holding a gun pointed towards some unknown body on the ground. Harmony and Sky reached the group just as Lance lowered himself in a crouch next to the body on the ground.
"What do we got here?" Harm asked, keeping her right hand on the gun at her hip.
"Looks like another corpse now…" Lance muttered, his breath leaving him as puffs of mist in the chilly morning air.
The figure was lying face down on the ground, a large arrow stabbed into the center of its back. Guess he must have fallen victim to one of the many traps that surrounded the estate. Reaching forward, Lance brushed aside the mop of dark brown hair of the corpse to reveal the two tattooed letters etched into the side of its neck. BC.
"One of Ban Caud's followers…" Lance braced his forearms on his knees. Everyone in the group was familiar with the green tattoo. It was never a good sign.
Ban Caud was the leader of the group of no-goods known as Order. Caud use to lead a military in some other country in the east before he showed up here in Flence. Flence was a small city with only a population of around 800 but it was wildly known for the weapons it mass-produced and sold to other militaries. Weapons that Caud has managed to get his hands on. For the past twenty years Caud has been managing to put together his group and spread his influence over the city little by little. Their motto: 'To bring order for the better.' What a bunch of crap. Thanks to them chaos has been increasing within the area and all the fingers have been pointed at the Misfits. Misfits, however, was created to bring down Caud and restore the order.
"This one got a lot further than the last one had." Came another male voice.
All heads snapped up at the sound of the cold, familiar tone. Their leader stood off to the side, leaning casually against a tree.
"Cal…" Lance nodded towards him as he stood to his feet and took a step back away from the body.
Cal, the leader of their group of Misfits, pushed himself away from the tree, his long legs eating up the distance between him and the body rather quickly. Sky stood ready for directions, her eyes trained on Cal's tall form as he came to a stop next to Lance. Instead of a cap, their leader wore a hood over his head, his hands tucked into the front pockets of the coat he wore. Other than that, he was dressed just like the others in the group. She had known him since she was twelve and looked up to him a lot. He had given her shelter after her parents had abandoned her and taught her how to fight. How to survive. She had never once regretted meeting the arrogant, bad-mouthed guy. And just like her, the other Misfits stood ready and willing to do whatever he asked of them. He had the same goal as they all did yet he had the brains and money they would need to make it happen.
As he glared down at the body his lips were set into a deep frown. Then, without warning, he planted his foot on the corpse's body and bent at the waist to yank out the arrow. A loud scream was heard as blood dripped from the arrow that Cal held by his side.
"Guess he's still alive. Good. He's invited to join us for breakfast then." Cal grumbled as he turned away from the body. "Harmony, give a call to the others and tell them to come on home. I'll fill them in when they get here." He commanded as he sauntered past the group to hand Sky the bloodied arrow. "Here, it's a souvenir." He said, a grin now lightening his expression.
Sky grimaced as she met the emerald eyes of her leader just before he started past her. "Gee, thanks. Again."
"Hey, think nothing of it. It's better to give than receive, right?" He replied over his shoulder as he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and started tapping them against one palm.
Harmony placed a friendly hand on Sky's shoulder, her lips twitching as she fought back a smile. "Come give us a hand, Sky."
With a nod of her head, she turned from their leader and marched over to the body. Kayla had placed her gun back in its holster before taking the arrow back from Sky to return it to its trap. As Kayla jogged off into the woods, the others went to work tying the male's hands behind his back and securing a blind hold over his face. It took only a few minutes for the small group to search the enemy for identification, weapons, or hidden devices. They then heaved the barely conscious guy over to the second jeep that Lance and Kayla had taken down here. Cal had managed to get to Harmony's jeep and maneuver it over the creek and park it next to the other jeep.
The body was thrown carelessly into the back of Lance's jeep before Harmony jumped in with it to monitor him. Lance and Kayla joined her in that jeep, leaving Sky to ride shot gun with Cal in the other one.
Sky reached up to fist the safety bar as her blue hues darted over to where Cal sat. Their leader was only twenty-three but a good deal of the time he acted as if he were nothing short of a silly teenager. There were those rare times, though, when he was serious, calm, and collected. Almost cool. After taking a lighter from his pocket, there was a click then a flare of light as he lit the cigarette that was held between his lips.
There was a deep inhale before he called out over the growl of the engines. "Alright, guys. Let's hurry home before I starve to death." Cal said with a grin before breathing out smoke from his nose.
End of Chapter One.
Thanks again for reading. More to come.~