Children of the Sands - TeaserA Story by David JaeA Teaser for my upcoming story, Children of the Sands, a post-apocalyptic story of survival where humanity is in danger of becoming an endangered species.
Ras drummed her fingers on the console, her chin resting on her hand, as she glanced across at Rahd. Her brother was seated on the couch, his nose buried in a book and she sighed under her breath. She hated monitor duty, it was so boring.
Their home was an old fallout shelter, the heavy steel hatches and dented walls in contrast to the battered furniture and the piles of magazines and holo-disks. Checking the Rahd wasn't looking, she reached for her pocket, pulling out her music player and slipping one of the headphones into her ear. 'Put it away.' Rahd said, without looking up and she groaned. 'Come on, Rahd. I'm bored.' 'You're on watch, Ras.' He said. 'You need to be...' Rahd stopped, looking up from his book as he heard the faint pinging of the motion detector, glancing over at her. Ras sat up hurriedly, her fingers tapping at the keys. 'Got something.' She said and Rahd moved to stand behind her, leaning over her shoulder. 'I worked that out.' He said, drawing a glare from her. 'What is it?' 'Well, seeing as we don't get takeout delivered here...' She said, leaving that statement hanging in the air and Rahd grimaced. 'Mutants.' He said. 'How many?' 'Not sure. Only one, I think. It must know that we're here.' Rahd nodded; Mutants seemed to have an unnerring instinct for detecting their prey, even through the steel walls of a fallout shelter. ' Don't worry. It can't get in as long as the hatches are sealed.' There was a long pause and he turned to Ras. 'The hatches are sealed, aren't they?' '...No.' Ras said. 'Uh...I think I might have left the east hatch open.' 'D****t, Ras.' Rahd said, heading towards towards the door. 'Where are you going?' Ras asked. 'To close the hatch.' Rahd said and she sprang to her feet, nearly knocking over her chair. 'I'm coming with you.' 'No, you're not.' Rahd said. 'Stay here.' 'I'm not letting you do this by yourself.' She said, following him out into the corridor. 'You've done enough already.' Rahd snapped, gesturing for her to stop. Carefully, he peered round the corner, seeing that the east hatch was half-open. 'Stay here.' Rahd whispered, edging slowly towards the door and starting to push it shut with the squeal of rusty metal. It was almost closed when an arm thrust itself through the gap, grabbing at his jacket and he felt something slam against the door. 'Rahd!' Ras screamed and he looked up into the yellowing eyes of a mutant, it's tongue lolling out of it's mouth. 'Get out of here!' Rahd yelled, pushing against the door with all his strength. 'Run.' Ras stood frozen for a second, then she darted towards the other side of the door, pulling open the panel on the wall and yanking out the cable inside with a shower of sparks. 'Get out of here, Ras. Save yourself.' 'It'll kill you!' 'It'll do worse to you. Now, run!' 'I'm not leaving you.' Ras yelled, yanking out the resistors and getting a firm grip on the cable. 'Let go. Now!' Rahd threw himself backwards as she touched the cable to the hatch, feeling the jolt run up her arms as the electricity coursed through the metal. From the other side, there was an inhuman shriek as the Mutant got the full force, the surge knocking it back into the tunnel with a burning smell that nearly made her vomit. Ras kicked out and the door slammed shut, the lock clicking into place and she gave a sob of relief. Dropping the cable, she collapsed to her knees, looking across at Rahd with a weak grin. 'We showed him, huh?' 'You almost got us killed.' Rahd said, standing up and dusting himself off. 'Yeah, but...' She began, as Rahd stormed past her. '...I saved us, too.' She muttered, following him with her hands in her pockets. © 2015 David JaeAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on January 16, 2015 Last Updated on January 16, 2015 Tags: Science fiction, apocalypse, desert, family, mutants, children, horror, future Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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