Flux Zone (Chasing Andros)

By R Kain

In a world of super heroes and villains, having superpowers doesn’t necessarily make you a hero or villain. Sometimes you might save a damsel-in-distress on a whim. Other times you might rob a drug dealer blind and fleece an unsuspecting mark for cash. In my case, I’m simply out for revenge against Doctor Andros, a death dealer to villains everywhere, after escaping being experimented on for three years and developing powers of my own.

But I’m not alone. Several others gained abilities of their own and working alongside a team, we have to try and collect the rest of our allies before Andros gets his hands on them first. And we have to do it all without drawing the eyes of the Hero Coalition or other villains who’d love to find out just what makes us special.

This exciting action-adventure novella is over [27,700 words] and serves as the first entry into the Chasing Andros series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: R Kain
• Release date: Jan 27, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301991136

R Kain

Author:R.Kain is an author of various short stories and novellas centered on Urban Fantasy in contemporary settings. These tales tend to be dark, where good may or may not triumph over evil, but the price will be high, and sometimes the line between them is non-existent. Heroes may be just as dirty as the villains, but in the end, the only one they must answer to is themselves.Hobbies:* Reading* Writing* Playing Videos GamesFavorite Genre Book: FictionFavorite Genre Game: RPG

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Flux Zone (Chasing Andros Vol.I)

By: R.Kain

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Table of Contents

Waking into a New World

Lost Time

Final Loss

Reunion

Releasing the Beast

Aftermath

Challenge

Confrontations

The Hunt Continues

Excerpt from Novum Aevum: The New Age

Waking into a New World

Thump.

Something slammed into my chest and pierced my skin. A small hiss followed as a warm sensation flooded through my body and numbing to the point of sluggishness. Reaching up I felt something metallic and pulled it out. It looked like a dart, but with a glass bulb in the center.

Did I just get shot? What the…hell…?

Everything blinked.

I was on the cold ground, the world spinning and dividing into three. Someone was walking towards me, but I couldn’t tell who. I felt tired…like I couldn’t keep my…eyes…open…

Thump.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up and sirens were blaring. My vision was blurred, cold and stale air filled my lungs, and when I tried to move I couldn’t. I was trapped inside some kind of containment pod.

The muffled whirring sound of moving machinery grew louder and louder, until what could only be described as a mechanical spider (at least that’s what the outline looked like in the distance) six feet tall came into view. It was firing at something, the flare of a gunfire flashing made that clear. Then something speared through it and pinned in to a wall before it went limp.

What, no explosions?

Now another blur was making its way towards me. I think it was a person, being the right size. It was hard to tell without my glasses. Whoever it was did something. The pod started to open, the metal straps came flying off, and I fell into their arms.

The sounds of a battle were clear now—an explosion here, gunshots there, and sirens acted as the ambient sound. The scent and taste of metal and fire overloaded my nose and mouth, leaving my eyes watering from the sting of being freshly exposed. God knows how long I had been crammed in there judging by how I felt so…weak.

"Come on! We have to go! my rescuer’s voice was feminine and panicked. Can you follow me?"

No glasses, I said with a parched throat. Can’t see right.

There’s no—wait, there they are! her hand darted over my shoulder and returned, shoving them roughly onto my eyes and restoring my vision. That’s good, right?

Yeah… I said, looking around. I didn’t know where I was, although it seemed like some discount laboratory for a mad scientist. How did I get here in the first place?

Before anything else could be said she clenched my wrist in a tight grip with her gloved hand and pulled me along, forcing me to move and getting the blood flowing to my legs again. We’re escaping, you need to keep up!

Escaping from where? I asked as we ran along a corridor, my voice haggard and dry. What’s going on?

I’ll explain later, right now we— she cut herself off and threw me against the wall as one of those robots appeared, the head rotating until the crimson-illuminated lens caught us. Her hand came up and a solid steel panel about three times my size popped out of the wall with a brisk groan of metal and pop, before the sound of gunfire came from the other side of the impromptu shield.

The small thumps of the bullets hitting the thick steel were stopped after she sent the panel forward and checked it into the mech. It was pushed back into a wall and continued to be pressed by an invisible weight until the various pieces popped off and rained down, black and green gel spattered against the back of the wall like blood as it was crushed.

Then the floor shook from a great weight and the woman sucked air between her teeth and started running again with me in hand. They’re getting antsy. Come on!

We ran turned down the fork that the squished mech had came from and kept running until we were in a lobby of some kind. It was filled with broken bits of machinery and part strewn about like my bedroom on a weekend.

Oh, and an epic battle the likes of which I hadn’t seen before. That was kinda hard not to see.

The wind howled as it formed a ring of air, large and wide enough that it looked like it could hula-hoop a school bus, around an ebon-colored sphere the size of a basketball spinning on the fingertips of a guy’s right hand. His green T-shirt ruffled while the yellow scarf he had around his neck billowed madly like a flag. With a toss it flew just like a saw, carrying a vacuum force that threatened to suck me in even at this distance.

The attack tore through the ranks of the enemy, dragging them into the torrent and tearing them apart before spitting them out everywhere. When more of them appeared from the right through a hidden entrance panel, he cringed and backed away with small beads of sweat dotting his brow.

"Zephyr, shield up!" someone yelled. The wind-user, held his hands close together and another sphere was formed, before a spiraling dome of air followed, dense enough and with enough spin to fragment the incoming bullets on impact.

Another guy was running in the air above him—literally, he ran on the air. He extended his hands and it looked like the air itself distorted, shimmering heavily. Everything inside the resulting dome began to weigh down, the metal practically crying in pain as the tarantula-bots, the entrance, tunnel behind it, and even the floor were crushed in seconds.

CRASH! There was another loud crash to the right and I saw a group of more bots being crushed under a heavy, translucent block that faded out of existence as a tanned-skinned guy landed after it. The end result was what happened when a normal spider met the bottom of a boot.

To say I was confused, frightened, and impressed was an understatement. After I pulled off my glasses, cleaned them on my shirt (one that I didn’t recall wearing), and replaced them to make sure I was seeing this for real, I could only stand there in shock.

About time you got here, Levi! said the dark-skinned guy. He was tall and fit with some obvious muscles showing through the sleeveless vest he had on, but not in a showy, muscle-builder kind of way. Instead it was the ‘punch things until they died’ kind of way. Drifter, Mercy, and Marionette are already with the other escapees. What’s his deal?

Levi, he called her, gazed at me. I think he hasn’t blossomed yet like the others, if ever. He’s the last one, Atlas.

Fantastic, the wind guy, Zephyr, chimed in. It was then that the