A Wee Bit O' the Fiction Options

[Kagetenshi]

Just wrote this, figured I'd post it. Comments are welcome.


It's been three days now. Three fucking days in this godforsaken sewer. We've got enough food to last us the rest of the day, and then we either surface or go hungry. Me, I just want to get out of this place. The stench, the dampness, the rats…

But we have no idea where we are. No fucking clue. Heron was carrying the maps and GPS, and he took a bullet back when this whole business went wrong. He was the first to go down.

We've been walking pretty much solid since then. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. Robin lost an arm back there; she shot herself when the infection made her too weak to stand. Wren went crazy and started shooting at the walls. When we left him, he was splashing in the sewage like it was a wading pool singing "Row, Row, Row Your Boat". I hope he died quickly.

We don't even know if we're outside of the facility yet. A dead end here, a branch there, a series of turns that must have been designed by a sadistic city planning manager… they add up, and quickly. We haven't passed Robin's body in a day and a half, though, so we must be getting somewhere.

I never wanted to do this, you know. I wanted to be a veterinarian. I was, for about a year, but I was short on cash and had speeding tickets to pay, so I agreed to work on some… less than legal animals.

He said it was a Barghest. It looked like a Barghest at first; the light was dim. It was a Hellhound. Once the ashes settled, there was a very thorough investigation. And that was the end of my legitimate career.

So here I am. The spitting image of a bold, dashing Robin Hood, pistol in hand, valiantly trudging through waist-deep sewage, praying that I'll live long enough to die from whatever I'm picking up down here.

I hate this. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it.

Things were just starting to go well. When I started out, I was barely making enough to live on. A cheap apartment, ammunition, booze, and a little on the side to save for the hospital bills. The last few months, though, I'd been hitting it big. I finally was making good money. I'd even bought a nice apartment.

I'm probably going to have to sell the apartment now.

Phoenix is shouting up ahead. It sounds like they've found something.

~J