Page 3 of Kintolf Rising


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The robot arm jabs the needle into the left side of my neck.

Fire starts at the injection site, slowly spreading down my chest, my arms, engulfing me in its poison. It has to be poison. I shudder uncontrollably, willing myself not to scream, and failing. When it finally dulls to a smolder, they release the restraints and grab my arm. I want to fight back, but my body refuses to cooperate as it fights the offending liquid.

God, what are they doing to me?

After releasing the restraints, I almost fall face first onto the floor. One painful hand clutches my upper arm, helping me get my balance. Okay, I doubt he wants to help; he wants me on my feet and back in my cage as quickly as possible.

Shuffling my feet, I can barely walk as the Acradidia drag me back down the passageway. When we come to my cell, he opens the door and shoves me inside. Too weak to catch myself, I fall face first onto the hard floor, striking my head. Blood trickles down my right temple, anger bubbles up, and I want to kill every fucking one of them!

I can’t move.

After a while, the fire in my veins calms somewhat, my aching head dulls, and the blood dries my dirty dark auburn hair against the side of my face. When I hear them bring the blue guy back to his cage, I can’t even get up to hopefully see his face. I feel too ill and weak.

Lying on my side, trying to ignore the change taking place in my body—and there is a change, I can feel it—I think of Mom and Dad.

Living on the farm with only my dog Henry to talk to, I just wanted to live a little. They never allowed me to go anywhere, but my Aunt Viv knew I wanted more out of life than just being a farm hand. With her help, I escaped that life for a while.

And now I’m stuck here, wishing I was back on the farm talking to Henry.

A day passes. I haven’t moved from my side- lying position. With my eyes closed, I hear him (or them) coming again.

Clop…clop…clop…God, I hate their species. The sound stops in front of my cell and I hear the locking mechanism unlock, but I remain lifeless, still hoping he moves on.

A strong hand reaches down and grabs my arm, yanking me to my feet.

“Argh!” I cry out in pain, not that he cares.

Almost dragging me down the barely-lit cave tunnel, my eyes beg anyone who’ll meet my gaze for help. Most avert their eyes, knowing they can’t. Hell, even I know they can’t help.

When we pass by the blue guys, anger transforms their faces but they remain silent as they scrutinize the situation. The slightly larger one peels his upper lip back somewhat, showing large teeth. I gasp and quickly look away.

I think they’re taking me back to the experiment room, but when we stop in front of a cell door, I’m even more afraid to look. Afraid to know what’s in there staring back at me, but I have to. They unlock the door and I lift my chin just as they try to shove me in.

Oh, hell no!

“No, no, no, no!” I scramble backward and claw at its hand, trying to break free. “I ain’t goin’ in there!”

Something wolf-like paces from one side of the five-foot cell to the other. His head snaps up and black, alien eyes pierce mine. His lips draw back and a fierce growl tears from his throat. It flash-freezes my blood for a mere second, and then…something inside me rises to the challenge. It’s strange, almost like a stranger hijacking my body, but I lift my chin and stare him down, or try to. He growls, baring all of his teeth.

Everything happens so fast. The tan wolf bursts through the slightly ajar cell door, knocking the Acradidia backward and releasing me from its grip. I stumble but quickly find my footing.

The wolf dashes around everyone, racing down the bleak, dark passage. My head whips back and forth, staring from the Acradidia to the prehistoric-like wolf that’s running away, and back to the Acradidia.

I’m getting outta here!

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Myla

As the wolf races off, I chase after him, staying a good distance behind. Not that I could catch up to him if I tried—he’s a wolf!

Running as fast as my legs will carry me, I try to catch glimpses of tan fur...anything to show me the way.

This cave feels endless! I race down one passageway after another. It’s large, like an entire underground city. Running through another opening/door, I come to a screeching halt and almost fall flat on my face. Ten sets of beady eyes swivel in my direction. Eight of them are on the other side of a glass wall, while two of them are trying to secure the clawed alien to a floating sterile metal table even as he fights them every step of the way.

It’s him!

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