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|12 February 2021Happy Almost Valentine’s Day!|
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You know that space pirate story?
Well, I’m stinking LOVING it!!! Not to toot my own horn, but I think it’s my best work yet! I’m insanely excited about it!
I think I’m about 10 percent of the way done already!
Sure, that’s just for the first draft and there will be a lot of edits, but I’m still excited. 🙂
We’re sticking with Gideon here.
Chapter Twenty-Two – Part Two
West of Paradise, Galatia
Gideon throws all his weight against the old steel door at the front of the building and it finally breaks free. Swinging inward five centimeters or so, Gideon looks in and asks the ladies, “Alright, how much looking around are you thinking?”
“A lot more than just that,” Sylvia laughs when Gideon pulls away from the narrow opening.
“Obviously,” Gideon grunts as he looks the rusted door up and down. He was surprised that he made it move as much as he did, as such, he wasn’t convinced that he could force it any further open.
“Maybe we’ll have to find another way in though,” Sylvia says when she sees Gideon’s expression.Gideon nods once at Sylvia who frowns and then looks for any other potential entry points into the building. She was a lot more observant than Gideon originally thought and he chuckles when he thinks about how much she impressed him at this point. For being so standoffish, Sylvia seemed very in tune with what was going on. “Or Gideon can force the door the rest of the way,” Meghan points out as she lightly kicks the base of the door.
“It’s pretty stuck,” Gideon shakes his head.
“We can blow it up,” Meghan offers, “You should have some explosives in your pack.”
“That’s probably not the best idea,” Sylvia cuts in, “We don’t want to make too much noise, just in case there are hybrids around. On top of that, we don’t know if we might need those grenades and whatnot later.”
“It was just an idea,” Meghan pouts.
Not wanting to let Meghan sound too oblivious, Gideon volunteers, “I guess I could give the door another shot.”
“I’ll help,” Sylvia sighs.
Gideon takes his place furthest from the hinges where his strength would be most impactful, and Sylvia wedges her rifle in the chasm to use it as a crowbar of sorts. After several minutes of seemingly pointless shoves and strained grunts, the door squeals, moves a bit, and then falls flat onto the ground.
Carried onward with his own momentum, Gideon follows the door down and Sylvia isn’t much luckier.
“Well, that makes two times today,” Sylvia laughs once she and Gideon come to a halt. She begins untangling herself and her gun from Gideon as she adds in a whisper, “You know, there are better ways to get close to a girl.”
“I heard that,” Meghan hisses, “And I still have dibs.”
“I wasn’t—” Gideons starts before he stops himself and shakes his head. Knowing that he was beginning to blush, he slides further into the building and away from the light outside to make sure the girls didn’t see. Rising to his feet as casually as he can, he clears his throat and announces, “Let’s get this over with. I don’t want to be stuck in here any longer than we need to be.”
“Yes, sir,” Sylvia sounds in a tone that dripped with sass.
Gideon glances back to the girls and sees that Sylvia is offering him a mocking salute. Shaking his head slightly, he opts to ignore her. Great, now I got two girls who think I’m supposed to be into them, he thinks with a sigh.
“You going to use a flashlight?” Meghan asks hesitantly.
Gideon glances back once more and he sees that Meghan is now standing all by herself at the doorway.
Sylvia closes the remaining distance between her and Gideon before she turns back and teases, “Awe, you still scared of the dark?”
Meghan gives Sylvia a dirty look before she stammers, “No… it’s—it’s not smart to walk into places where you can be ambushed like this. There are… too many shadows for hybrids to hide in.”
“She doesn’t like the dark,” Sylvia fills Gideon in, “It’s a thing for her.”
“No one should like the dark,” Meghan snaps, “Especially after last night. They got Tyson!”
Sylvia stiffens beside Gideon, “They? They who?”
“The hybrids!” Meghan exclaims before she breaks down and begins crying softly. She leans back against the doorframe and slides down to the ground. Rocking back and forth slightly, she reaches up to cradle the back of her head as she continues crying.
Seemingly oblivious to Meghan’s current status, Sylvia demands, “You saw them? Why didn’t you do anything?”
“I—I was… scared,” Meghan manages between sobs. Her crying had escalated and Gideon can’t help but wonder if she was making enough noise to draw in any hybrids.
“You watched them kill him!?” Sylvia demands incredulously, “How could you do that? He trusted you! We were supposed to watch out for each other!”
“Sylvia, hey,” Gideon stops her from verbally assaulting Meghan any more. Lightly touching her shoulder, he softly offers, “Let’s give her a second to calm down.”
“I—she—ah!!!” Sylvia screams at no one in particular before she rips herself out of Gideon’s reach and storms off deeper into the building.
“Well, I don’t know if I played that one right,” Gideon breathes before he lets a soft chuckle rise from his gut. Sometimes there was no winning.
Looking over his shoulder, Gideon sees Sylvia kicking through some rotting furniture on the far end of the massive room that they are in. At the center of the room is a large circular desk and a dozen or so doors provide them easy access to the rest of the building.
Gideon turns back to Meghan who is now crying softly once more. Her rocking has stopped, replaced by silent sobs that make her whole body shake. Glancing back to Sylvia, Gideon reasons that she was probably going to be able to cool off by herself. Turning his attention back to Meghan, he sighs and approaches her.
“Stay away,” Meghan whimpers, “I’ll just get you killed too.”
“I don’t know about that,” Gideon chuckles, “I like to think that I’m pretty hard to kill.”
Meghan stops crying long enough to look up at Gideon with puffy eyes. There was normal crying and then there was ugly crying and he had just interrupted Meghan in the middle of an ugly cry.
“I’m going to take a seat by you, and I won’t be going anywhere until you’re feeling better,” Gideon pledges before he closes the distance between him and Meghan. Sliding to the ground beside her, he adds, “Take your time, I’m in no rush.”
At that, Meghan resumes her mourning, but it’s a lot softer now. A few minutes pass and she grows silent. Before Gideon can check to see what’s wrong, there is a flash out of the corner of his eye. Whatever it is, it smacks into his chin and, with a bright flash, his world suddenly goes dark.
Yeah, I’m playing with emotions a bit in this chapter. I didn’t see this coming with Meghan and Tyson, it just sort of happened. I wrote it before I realized what I wrote!
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