The Rising Sun: Episode 2 by J Hawk Read Free Book Online Page B

nodded. “All right. You say you can … save
me from this, huh?”

    Eryx nodded. “I can.”
     
    “All right,” Ion said, trying to slow his
breath down. “Where do I meet you?”
     
    “Ask for Narcis point.” said Eryx. “Its a few
miles from where you’re at. Get there by foot. Don’t stop anywhere.
And leave before you wanna see them arriving.” he added, as Ion
continued to look out the balcony.
     
    Ion slowly turned and looked at the face in
the screen.
     
    “Fine,” he told Eryx. “I’ll be there.”
     
    Eryx nodded, and the screen faded.
     
    Ion pocketed his z-com, his eyes
automatically jumping out the balcony again.
     
    For almost three or so whole minutes, he
peered down the many streets, trying to see if he could spot any
black cloaked, hooded figure coming down them towards his building.
But he saw nothing.
     
    They aren’t anywhere near yet … it’s not
too late. he concluded at last, feeling some of the panic drain
within him. Turning around, he strode back into the room of the
apartment.
     
    And standing inside the room were six black
cloaked, hooded figures, standing as still as stone.
     
    The Zelgron were already here.
     
     
     
     

 
     
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    Time seemed to suddenly go sluggishly slow,
as Ion gaped at the creatures for what felt like a few eternities.
In the darkness of his room, nothing could be seen of the terrible
features etched below their hoods. All of them stared at him in a
thundering silence … and Ion stared back, his blood frozen.
     
    Then, without the press of a conscious
thought, he turned and dashed back into the balcony. Before he knew
what he was doing, he had thrown himself over the balcony edge, and
found himself in a graceful mid air soar…
     
    His body was sucked downwards by the
concrete, earthen floor, which came racing up at a mindless
speed.
     
    Crawling seconds towards an imminent, painful
death, Ion felt everything slow down. His mind went granite in
focus. With clarity like never before. He summoned a steady gush of
his mystical powers to make his body sway to the right as he soared
down, closer to the building nearby. As the edge of a balcony
rushed up, Ion threw his arm out with split second precision: not a
fraction of a second too late, his arm latched around the wall of
the balcony. His fall broken suddenly, his body clashed against the
building’s wall. His arm, latched around the wall, almost snapped
at the sudden break of his fall.
     
    He took a fleeting second to re gather his
breath, his blood racing. Then, climbing onto the balcony of the
building, Ion darted into the room. He paused at the room door for
a fleeting glance back, and as his vision relayed to him, his heart
froze: The Zelgron had reached the balcony in one giant leap from
the nearby building, and were straightening up from the heavy
landing.
     
    Turning back, Ion fuelled every ounce of
energy into his legs as they propelled him through the wrecked
house, out its door and into the long balcony outside in a
senseless sprint. He knew that the Zelgron had speeds that fell
close to even mystics’, but something told him the six he was now
dealing with were not the ordinary type he had faced years ago …
they were far more powerful: as their leap between the two
buildings passed Ion again, panic coursed through him like an
electric surge.
     
    Reaching the end of the balcony, he dived
down the half torn staircase. As he arrived halfway down the
building, he could hear the heavy padding of footsteps above him.
Without looking up to see where his pursuers were in the flight of
stairs, Ion hurled himself to the bottom of the building from the
stairs at the second storey. A heavy thud sounded as he landed on
all fours. Picking himself up hurriedly, he tore down the deserted
night’s lane, which lay veiled with layers of murky white fog.
Desperate, Ion sent his gaze running along both sides of the street
in an attempt to find aid of any sort.
     
    Swerving in