TITLE: Light Bringers
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
Ryan sagged against the brick wall outside of a dilapidated building in the old shipping yard. A headache pounded through his head, but he kept a sharp eye on his surroundings. He had already screwed up, and wasn’t planning to make it worse by getting himself jumped again. He touched his forehead, and his fingers came away slick with blood.
“Great,” he muttered, ignoring the queasiness squirming through his stomach. He listened to the black water slap against the pier, listened to his fellow soldiers closing off a perimeter, and listened to his heart practically beat through his chest.
Ryan straightened slowly as Lieutenant Charles Diesel stepped out of the abandoned warehouse.
Diesel approached, folding his python arms over his chest. “You alright, son?”
The superior officer studied Ryan with hard eyes, then he turned and shouted, “Gage!”
Corporal Heath Gage hurried out of the building.
“Check over your partner,” the lieutenant said. “Make sure he hasn’t broken his brain. Then call in the Cleaners, see if they can get anything useful from the scene.” Diesel strode away, barking orders into his Communicator.
The perimeter of Heath’s irises sparked like a blue flame as he gave Ryan’s head a once over. “You’ll live,” he said. “Well, you’ve got a slight concussion, but nothing Kalie can’t handle.” He shot a glance over his shoulder, then whispered, “Ch**** mate, what the bloody hell happened back there?”
“Dude, he cracked my head,” Ryan snapped. “That tends to slow me down a bit.”