Today's
#fridayflash was actually a short story I wrote a long time ago. I've
decided to break the story into three parts, so here is part two. Part I was up last Friday (February 15), and Part III will be up the Friday (March 1) after.
PART
II, S.S. Argonaut
Panic twirled from person to person as
infectious as the flu. A scream here. A shove there. Mayhem reigned while
compassion for fellow man halted. This very terror seized me by the throat. I
twisted and pushed my way through the crowded hallways while attempting to
contact Bethany and the kids with my wristscreen.
A hazy image appeared, but I couldn’t hear
her tiny voice over the discord.
“I’m coming, sweetie, stay where you
are.” I punched in a button for her location. A little red dot blinked in
Sector C, Section 3. What was she doing in our room still?
I reversed course and jogged against the
current heading toward Sector E.
Cruuunnch!
BANG!
When my feet left the floor, my first
thought was someone deactivated the gravity sensors, but I was falling, not
floating. My arm struck the wall, smashing my wristscreen. Instinctively, I
grabbed hold of the man beside me, and we both tumbled, barely missing being
squashed by three people.
The alarm faltered from wail to sickly
whine. The lights stopped blinking. The dim glow of emergency lights was all we
had left.
I scrambled to my feet. Pain spread from
my wrist through my arm, but I clutched the appendage and continued toward
Sector C.
When I arrived there, silence descended.
A ghost town had sprung up in this residential corner of the spaceship. I listened
for people as I raced toward Section 3. Turning a corner, I arrived there. A
slow burning fire crackled from ripped wires. Smoke obscured my sight, and I
felt my way towards our rooms.
A soft voice cried the word, “Mommy.”
I recognized that voice, and it clutched
my heart in a vice.
“Jax,” I called to my son, shoved away a
fallen panel, and entered our rooms.
The smoke was thicker in here, causing
me to cough. I blinked back the tears when I saw Jax, Lara, and April huddling
next to Bethany.
Dark blood oozed from a gash in her
forehead. The sight stole my breath away, and I tumbled to her.
“Bethy, sweetheart,” I whispered, slowly
checking to see whether or not she was alive.
She moaned and I could breathe again. I
ripped a piece of table cloth and wrapped it around her head. Our children
looked fine, scared, but fine. I lifted Bethany into my arms and looked at
them.
“Jax, you and Lara hold April’s hands.
We’re getting off the Argonaut.”
“What happened to mommy?” Lara asked,
her eyes wide and pooling with unshed tears.
My heart ached for them. “She’ll be
fine. We gotta go, though. Follow me.”
Seven-year-old Jax took three-year-old
April’s hand and five-year-old Lara did the same. I ushered my three children
out of Section 3 as we trekked toward Sector E.
And speaking of science fiction, have you seen the fantastic cover art of Alex J. Cavanaugh's CassaStorm? If you haven't, then you don't have to wait any longer because it's here. *grins*
And speaking of science fiction, have you seen the fantastic cover art of Alex J. Cavanaugh's CassaStorm? If you haven't, then you don't have to wait any longer because it's here. *grins*
CassaStorm by
Alex J. Cavanaugh
A storm gathers
across the galaxy…
Byron thought
he’d put the days of battle behind him. Commanding the Cassan base on Tgren, his
only struggles are occasional rogue pirate raids and endless government
bureaucracies. As a galaxy-wide war encroaches upon the desert planet, Byron’s ideal
life is threatened and he’s caught between the Tgrens and the
Cassans.
After enemy
ships attack the desert planet, Byron discovers another battle within his own
family. The declaration of war between all ten races triggers nightmares in his
son, shaking Bassan to the core and threatening to destroy the boy’s
mind.
Meanwhile the
ancient alien ship is transmitting a code that might signal the end of all life
in the galaxy. And the mysterious probe that almost destroyed Tgren twenty years
ago could be on its way back. As his world begins to crumble, Byron suspects a
connection. The storm is about to break, and Byron is caught in the
middle…
Release date:
September 17, 2013
Science Fiction
- Space Opera/Adventure
Print ISBN
9781939844002
E-book ISBN
9781939844019
20 comments:
Very exciting scene - I can't wait to see what happens next!
Alex is three for three. The man has some awesome covers!! :)
Love the flash fiction, I am curious to know whether they get off the spaceship.
Wanted to cry when I read "Mommy." is it next Friday yet? =)
What a great way to introduce his cover with a little scifi of your own. You left it hanging- good job though on the tension in this piece.
<3 Alex's cover
Wow, your scene was riveting!!
Thanks for posting my cover this morning. You rock, Cherie!
Nice work Cherie!
Big congrats to Alex!
I'm loving this story! So heartbreaking and exciting. :)
And here I am for the second installment of this thrilling story. I am your fan, Cherie! Big fan, indeed. Keep them coming!
That's a pretty instense scene, Cherie! Well done - I'll be tuning in next week.
Congrats to Alex on CassaStorm - the cover is awesome!
Cherie, Very nice writing there. Really grabbed some heart strings.
Nice cover for Alex.
Really enjoyed this weeks scene. Can't wait for next Friday.
The cover art is very nice.
I can empathize with things spreading like a flu.
Touching scene with a lot of anxiety. What will happen to your little family in Secion E?
Part II is so intense! I cannot wait for part III to see if they all end up okay in the end...
Alex is all over the blogosphere today!
Such a great cover!
I'm totally hooked on this story and can't wait to see what happens next! You do a great job bringing your character's emotions to life!
and Hooray for Alex!!!
I am enjoying the story in installements! Lots of action! :) Can't wait for part 3.
Great cover for CassaStorm! Yeah for Alex!
~Jess
How sad for those poor children. Great job showing that!
The Ninja is everywhere in the blogosphere these days :D
Trying to figure out how I missed this last week - and this week. (grumble)
Great job setting the stage for the final escape! (and the cover's pretty cool, too)
Post a Comment