Taken Over (Book 2 The Ravening Series) (17 page)

BOOK: Taken Over (Book 2 The Ravening Series)
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“We need to
make a stand.”

   Lloyd barely glanced at me before firing off another round. “Do you honestly think we can beat those things?”

   “Do you honestly think we can outrun them?” I managed to choke out, horrified by the notion that Lloyd didn’t think we could
beat them.

   “
Run.”

   “Don’t wait too long.”

   I jumped off the boulder, fleeing into the woods
behind Jenna and Bret now. We needed to hide, we needed to find somewhere to go to ground, or we were going to die. My heart pounded, I could hear the blood rushing through my ears in giant pulsing waves. My vision was beginning to blur, I could barely breathe through the terro
r hammering at me. Hope, I was t
rying to cling to hope, but
it was completely eluding me at the moment.

   All I had was mind numbing fear.

   I was so focused on keeping my legs moving, and trying to see through the bright lights exploding before my eyes
,
that I didn’t realize Bret and Jenna had stopped suddenly until I
nearly plowed into them. “Who the hell puts a fence in the middle of the damn forest!?” Bret exploded.

   Dismay and horror filled me, my mouth dropped as I stared at the chain link fence before us. My eyes traveled slowly up, I nearly vomited at the sight of the barbwire twisted thickly around the top of it. I looked to the right
,
and then to the left
,
but the fence stretched as far as
I could see
.
A strange guttural sound of complete dismay
escaped
me.

  
“This way,” Bret said crisply.

  
He turned to the right and began to run along the length of the fence. I didn’t know what he was looking for, but he kept his hand on the fence as he
moved
. I glanced over my shoulder, relief filling me as I caught
sight of Lloyd closing in on us.
Bret stayed close to the fence line, but it was Barney that found the hole first. I didn’t even
see
the hole, or
know
that we had gone past it, until
I realized
Barney was on the other side
.

   “We missed something!” I gasped.

   Barney followed me as I darted back along the fence. “Bethany!” Bret hissed.

   Though Barney didn’t bark, he began to run back and forth in the same area. I stumbled, nearly fell as I tried to push myself harder, but my legs were too tired,
and I was too fatigued to move any faster than I already was.
I skidded to a halt, nearly falling over as I stopped abruptly. Leaves and dirt kicked up around me, Barney’s tail wagged in eager excitement as he made one more
trip
back and forth. Vines an
d weeds had sprung up along both sides of
the fence
;
it was easy to
see how we had
missed
the hole even though it was a decent size.

    “Here!” I gasped. “Here!”

   I tore at the bittersweet and grape vine.
They
cut into my hands,
tore at my skin, but
clung to the fence with frustrating and frightening tenacity
. Lloyd appeared at my side, his eyes narrowed as he pulled and ripped at the vines with me.
“Go,” he hissed when we had cleared enough of the hole to fit through.
“Go Bethany!”

  
I slid through the fenc
e
,
tugging at my shirt as it was momentarily caught up on a piece of broken metal.
I heard my shirt tear, felt the bite of metal against my back, but I didn’t care.
I p
ush
ed
Barney back as he eagerly tried to lick my face.

They s
hould have named
you
freaking Lass
ie
,” I muttered
at
him.

   He licked me one more time before backing away.
His tail tucked between his legs, his ass end dropped down as he began to cower. I refused to look behind me, refused to see what had hi
m so frightened all of a sudden, w
hat he could see approaching
and
I could not. It might be spineless, but I found I could not turn and face my death head on.
Jenna, Bret, and Lloyd came through the fence next. “This way.”

   Lloyd broke into a brisk run that we all struggled to keep up with. Though the fence had kept us out, there
was no doubt that it would do the same for
the things hunting us
. “Wait!” I gasped suddenly skidding to a halt.

   “What is it?” Jenna demanded.

   “
Shh
,” I whispered, placing my finger against my lips
as I watched Barney
.
He had stopped suddenly;
his
withers were hunched up
,
his
head tilted to the sky
.
There was something out there, I could just barely make it out, but
if I concentrated I could
hear
a
l
ow humming noise
i
n the air. I frowned as I lifted my attention to the sky. The ships we
re nearly silent
;
I had never heard them so clearly before, not even when the
y had been directly overhead, b
ut I was certain they were there now, coming toward us, searching for us
.
Hunting us.

   “Against the trees!” I comman
ded. “Now! Against the trees
!
Against the trees!

   They looked at me in confusion for a moment but followed my lead as I flattened myself against the tree. My back pressed against the trunk, my arms wrapped around it. I silently cursed the scraggly pines that sprouted everywhere throughout Plymouth
and offered little shelter
. I would have cut off my own hand for a giant oak or maple right now.
Even a Locust would do.
B
ut all we had were the small rough trees and the little bit of
protection
they offer
ed
us.

   I was trying hard not to shake, trying hard not to completely freak out and go fleeing through the woods
as terror pulsed through my veins with every rapid beat of my heart
.
E
specially as the sound of snapping trees continued to ring through the air
a
s
one of those things
grew s
teadily closer
. We were trapped
,
cornered beneath what was hunting us from above, and what was pursuing us from below.

   “What the hell do we do?” Jenna hissed.
 
 
 

   We all looked to Lloyd, but he seemed just as confused and uncertain as I was. What could we do?
If we continued to run the ship
would only track us
from above.
It
would follow us
through the woods
,
and none of us
knew
exactly what their defensive mechanisms
were
capable of. I thought of the bridge, of the blin
ding white
light
that had erupted from nowhere. I recalled Aiden’s description of the man, the one that had seemed to burn from the inside out. The one who’d had flames shoot from his mouth
moments
before becoming a crumbling pile of ash. The heat it had taken to incinerate
a
person
so completely
,
in such a short time
,
was nothing short of
amazing
,
and terrifying.

   Though the ships had not been present at the
bridge
, there was no way to know if perhaps they had the capability of doing such a thing also.
I shuddered, my fingernails dug deeper into the tree coming up with only rough hewn bark
and sap
. Not now, not like this.
I did not want to go out like this.
I was shaking
, trembling so fiercely I was certain my legs were going to give out.

   The sun slowly began t
o disappear
.
It seemed as if a
solar eclipse
was taking over the sun,
than something straight out of a horror movie
slid into view
.
It took over our world, encompassed everything
above us
as it moved slowly over.
Barney
cowered by my side, his head down, his ears flattened against his skull. I don’t know why he stayed
with me
, why he didn’t
just
run. He had a chance of escaping these things
. He was faster than us, and
they might not even want a dog. But then again I didn’t think they would discriminate
against anything warm blooded, or cold for that matter.

  
The bright light of the afternoon
had
be
co
me dusk in a matter of
moments. I tilted my head back;
my heart ach
ed
with dismay as the ship crept over us. The sun’s rays shone around the edges of it, but the dusk of the day was absolute as long as the massive ship remained
above
us. Barney whimpered softly
as he pressed against my wobbling legs.
 
 
   

   A loud thump echoed through the forest. I tore my eyes away from the ship
. Trees snapped in the distance, folding over like toothpicks beneath the encroaching beasts. We had managed to elude them this long, and
they appeared to have lost our trail
,
but it wouldn’t be for long, and especially not if that ship spotted us.

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