Gossamer Wind
Ch. 2: Haze
Author: Miss Lizz
Rating: R for violence, blood loss, death, and all that good stuff.
Disclaimer: I wish.
Zed, the twins, and some other agents, slashed and bloody but still very much alive, were struggling in vain to hold off a pack of the vicious four-foot tall creatures. It was still unknown how the toothy critters had appeared in present day MiB headquarters. Fully 90% if agents were unaccounted for or possibly dead. One of the avian reptiles lunged at Zed, knocking the big man to the ground and raking its foot-long, scimitar-like talons across his arm and chest. He was nearly eviscerated before the cavalry came blasting in with icers and carbonizers drawn.
Sensing that their prey had just been given a boost in confidence and resurgence in fight, most of the pack retreated down hallways while those braver ones, or foolhardy depending on point of view, shifted their ravenous attentions to the fresh meat. They launched themselves at the newcomers with squeals and cries of attack. It was their undoing.
With precision borne of patience and practice, the beast were either flash-frozen or french-fried by weaponry even their speed could not save them from for long. There was a sigh of relief, an indrawn breath of pain and a general sense that they just may survive this catastrophe thanks to the half-dozen or so agents who had been out in the field. They came in just the nick of time in a blaze of glory. Grim-faced soldiers lending hope and fresh weaponry to the trapped and near massacred inside force. Blood loss was great for the survivors; most of the blood was now congealing on the floors and walls and oozing out of gashes and holes where limbs once attached. It was a horrific sight, and the smell… The rich, coppery, sickly sweet tang of blood, both human and not, was so heavy in the air it was making many ill. One of the victims who had two of his arms ripped out of their sockets went into anaphylactic shock. He gave a panicked shriek and died soon after a tourniquet was applied to quell the white blood gushing out of the gaping wounds. He was one of many.
The dead creatures were being stared at like demons from the blackest pit of hell. There was no remorse over those deaths.
A look of strange mystery on their brows, Kay and Sigma kneel beside one of the smoking animals.
"Ever seen anything like this before?" the gray-eyed Chinese woman asked.
"Not outside of fairy tales."
She arched a slender black eyebrow, "You've read fairy tales?" he glanced at her from narrowed eyes, "But you're right," she continued, ignoring his look, "They do look like, I don't know, like feathered dragons or something. Yet, these aren't really feathers, more like a point between feathers and scales like an evolutionary crossroad. But the wings are like those of a bat. And these ridges along the back, the teeth and curved talons for rending meat, the arms that are quite separate from the wings and that long, prehensile, spear tip-like tail are indicative of a reptile or dinosaur or—or an actual dragon." She finished her muttering with wide eyes. How was that possible? Dragons disappeared from the Earth a couple of centuries ago.
Kay simply nodded, not seeming too surprised. His calm was unnerving at times.
"Since you've seemed to have solved the mystery of what these things might be, how 'bout getting them contained before they get out into the city," Zed growled from where he was motioning a younger agent to leave him alone, there were more seriously injured than he, "Everyone who can, grab an icer and go in teams down each and every corridor, use your own judgment for survivors. Let's clean this place up, people."
They went in teams of four, inching down hallway after hallway, freezing any of the beasts that crossed their paths even having to freeze some of the survivors to make sure they stayed that way. The farther and deeper into the complex the agents journeyed, the less bodies were uncovered but there were more and more strange burns and larger claw marks everywhere. In places the very walls themselves, strong and sturdy all, had been torn down or ripped into or even melted. Melted. The walls could have survived atmospheric re-entry if need be and they had been melted.
What danger could this portend?
end Ch. 2
This one was really short, huh? As in all, please tell me what you think. Thank you.
Miss Lizz ^_^