Hunting Season
Chapter 1
Hello people of earth! It has not been so long since I posted this. The next chapter may be a while. I'm coming down with a cold and now I'm starting CPR in school and starting internships for my Culinary class. Lot going on right now. But I'll try to update.
Ryan heard the hummer before he saw it. It was coming at him at an alarming rate. He thought there was no way it could be heading for him. The hummer barreled down the road, high beams blinding him.
Ryan turned the hummer to avoid a collision. The other hummer moved too. It kept coming, picking up speed.
He squinted against the lights. He jerked the wheel, turning the hummer to the left. The tires screeched. The hummer spun out of control. Now a menacing dark forest stared at Ryan. He tried to control the hummer but couldn't. It hit a ditch causing it to roll over and over down the hill. His body bounced around the seats. The windshield cracked, the roof caved in. The crunching of metal was deafening.
The other hummer did a U-turn.
Ryan smashed into the door as the hummer came to a stop upside down. The windshield shattered. He covered his face as the glass flew at him. The air bags had failed to open. With a shaky hand he undid his seat belt. He groaned as he fell out of his seat landing on the glass he was trying to avoid. He was glad the window had been down.
He slowly crawled out of the wrecked vehicle. Blood dripped out of various cuts on his face. He grimaced as he tasted the blood in his mouth. Gasoline could faintly be smelt. He reached into his pocket for his cell phone. He groaned when there was no signal. Back at the road the other hummer's engine revved towards him.
"Are you insane?!" Trav screamed as Marc made a U-turn.
Marc smirked. "I've been told that by a few people before. It's the last thing they say to me too."
Trav gulped.
Marc came to an abrupt halt at where the CSI's car had gone off the road. He cut the engine and tossed Trav a flashlight. The door squeaked as it was thrown open. Trav stumbled out after him. Marc was at the trunk searching for something. He pulled out another flashlight and a sawed off shotgun. Trav's eyes widened.
"You look scared, boy."
Trav's mouth was dry and all he could do was muster a weak shake of the head.
Marc handed him a 9 mil. "Keep the safety on until I tell you to."
Trav meekly nodded.
They carefully walked down the hill to the busted up hummer. Marc glanced at the teen. He was shaking so hard that Marc chuckled. Marc bent down to check the hummer for its occupant. The car was empty. He had expected that.
He stood back up and grinned at Trav. "Looks like we're going hunting."