GENRE: Urban Fantasy
Leyik's head was forced underwater. A stream of bubbles rushed past his face as he screamed. He didn't have much time left.
Leyik struggled to move his head above the water, but strong hands gripped his neck with such power that they could have easily broken his spine. He thrashed his arms and legs against the jagged metal tank, but couldn't break his shackles. His body buzzed from what felt like ten thousand pinpricks in his fingers and toes. Little specs of light burst into his vision from a spasm of blood vessels in his brain. He started convulsing, moving his body in desperate attempt to flood his lungs with oxygen. Finally the reflex to breathe was too great to be controlled. He opened his mouth and sucked in water. A moment later a man with a shaved head pulled him out of the tank. A slap across Leyik's face accompanied his violent gasp for air.
A barrage of questions came before Leyik could clear the water from his lungs. "Who are you working for? What is your mission? What are you planning on doing with VANGUARD?"
What the hell is vanguard? "I don't know what you're talking about!" Leyik coughed. "What did you do with Mike?" The man threw Leyik to the ground. He wore a white lab coat that covered the length of his slender form. Thick-rimmed glasses rested on his pale, sunken face. The scientist walked across the room to switch on surgical lights above a medical table.