The War of Four Worlds

"I race through the woods, dodging trees and leaping over boulders, careful not to slip on the thin layer of frost on the ground. I routinely glance over my shoulder, seeing the pack of wolves quickly gaining on me.
I come to a halt when I reach a drop-off. Very long way down, and the cliff is vertical, no way to slide anyways. I hear the panting and paws crunching snow, so I'll try something new."

Read it to figure out what this is about! Hint: it gets very science fictioney (that's not a word) and there's plenty of blood and stuff so be warned.

Also, watch the 'trailer' (it's just a song, actually, but if you like rock music you should listen to it).


19. Chapter 19

I skid to a halt and stand up. I untie the restraints and Jonah falls into my arms.

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

He nods. "Thank you, Erika," he whispers, and starts to lean in.

Another explosion throws us apart. Jonah smiles and runs for the exit. I follow, slamming the door behind me before the fire spreads further.

We are back in the underground city. I see Jonah wince as he pulls out the knives, but thankfully sympathy and pity aren't clouding my thoughts anymore.

I know Jonah can handle the pain of a knife being pulled from his body. He isn't fragile. It's just . . . something about seeing him helpless like that . . .

I shake it off and we find our way to a bar to recover from . . . well, everything.

"Two waters, please," Jonah says to the Ragian at the counter. He slams down two glasses of water and Jonah hands me one.

"You really trust a Ragian bringing us water?" I ask jokingly as I take a sip, "He could always poison us, you know."

Jonah laughs. He smiles at me and puts my hand in his.

"You saved me," he says.

"Well, you would've done the same- "

"Maybe, but you . . . I mean, I thought I was just a partner to you. We were fighting this war together, but it wasn't . . . "

"What're you . . . "

"What I'm trying to say is- " He stops talking and briefly presses his lips against mine.

He turns away, blushing. I reach out to pull him back, but my arms don't move. I can't move at all.

A small smile spreads across Jonah's face. "I was wondering how long that would take to kick in," he says.

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