Devil's ChantI am a god,
But where's my throne?
And where's your savior now?
If he can't save you,
no one can!
So on your knees and bow!
The Blackness of Space Ch. 13Eric made his way down the narrow corridor that led to the stairs, gun in hand. James had asked Eric if he had handled a gun before. In all honesty, he'd only really done it once. He had gone hunting with his step-dad when he was twelve. They were out there for seven hour and Eric only ever managed to accidentally shoot a rat. However, here, on the Liberty it was different. He had some sort of God-given focus now. And just when Eric was content to find the stairs in silence,
A man limped out in front of Eric. He was a tall, broad-shouldered black man who was bleeding slowly from his mouth. The man ran towards Eric. Eric lifted the gun out of instinct and then lowered it. This man was no threat.
"Please. Help me!" The man screamed in a panic, "THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!"
Eric helped to prop the man up on a wall and said, "Okay, you're okay. What's your name?"
"Ted. You gotta get us outta here! They're gonna get us!"
Eric shushed Ted, "I'm going to the infirmary. We can get yo
The Blackness of Space Ch. 12As the infirmary was three levels up they would have to backtrack and take the stairs up. Thirty minutes in Jo started to cough up blood.
"Oh God," James said, "How close are we?"
Eric sat down and exhaled, "Shouldn't a captain know his ship?" He smiled mischievously and said, "I don't know maybe... a mile or two to go?"
James nodded. He was breathing hard and looked as if he was going to be sick.
Eric cocked an eyebrow, "Out of shape?"
"Cushy job," James shrugged, "I guess." He looked around and walked over to a wall. He wiped dust off a portion of the wall. It read "C DECK" James coughed, "My room's on this deck. In fact," He stood in the middle of the corridor and turned his head both ways. "It should be this way. C'mon, I have a first aid kit in there."
They carried Jo into the room and set her down on the bed. James started to look for the box and Eric sat down on a chair trying to catch his breath.
James mumbled as he looked for the first aid kit, "I know it's here! I always make
The Blackness of Space Ch. 11James' tough demeanor had dropped like a stone.
"We'd be taking just as much of a risk with her life if there were more of those up there! Which there probably is!"
Eric ignored James' protests and walked over to the remains of the creature. They had burned it's body to be sure that any disease did not get to them. Eric bent down and grabbed the piece of metal that he had stabbed the creature with. Just then it came again: The screeching roar of the creature. The sound was like a lion and a bat. And yet, it came from a person.
Eric stood up quickly, gripping the metal shard tightly.
"I think you were right, James."
The creature appeared out of the shadows. It was a woman this time. She looked between Eric, James and Jo. Eric could almost hear the gears in her head grinding. She was assessing who would be the easiest to catch, the easiest to kill. Suddenly the woman started running towards Jo. As she leaped over Eric time seemed to slow. Eric threw the metal to James. James caught it an
The Blackness of Space Ch. 10After the attack they decided to rest a bit. Eric found a bathroom and James lent him his knife. Eric may have liked his long hair and beard, but it was only a nuisance in this long journey through this boat. The bathroom was small, no larger than an airplane's, but Eric made due as he began to cut his hair. The hair was easy, his beard on the other hand, was not. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Eric cut himself with the knife. As he reached for some toilet paper he shouted gruffly, "What is it?"
James opened the door and said, "I hope I'm not disturbing you."
Eric rolled his eyes, "You're always disturbing me. What the hell is it?"
James sighed, "Look, Eric," he emphasized Eric's name, "I know that we haven't gotten along since... But I think we can put the past behind us for now."
"You thought wrong, Major." Eric used James' rank as something of an insult, as if no one would dream of becoming a major in the military.
"Listen you little scum, you already got your rev