Fic: Original. Character history snippet

Hello,

For my Club100 challenge yesterday this little background snippet came to me. The characters are in an original WIP I'm working on. It's SFR, meaning a Science Fiction Romance. This is from a defining moment in his history. This is a lot more "horror" than the actual book.

Hope it's interesting.

Please, DO NOT BORROW ANY OF THIS because it's all subject to ending up in my novel.

Thanks!

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The sky screamed.

Morgann dove for cover behind a three wheeled all-terrain jeep. Keller dropped in beside him, breathing hard, sweaty, stinking. But they were the last two. The only ones left of forty soldiers.

"What is it? What the blazes is it?" His brown eyes were wide and frantic, glassy. He'd lose it in a moment, go ballistic and make a suicide run.

Morgann pitched his voice low, soft. "It's the enemy."

"Which one? Which blazin' one?"

"The one that's gonna drag us off if you don't shut up!" Morgann shifted his grip on his Pel20 las-pistol and prepped to break cover and take a shot at the bastards.

Keller's breathing alone was loud enough to give away their position, he thought bitterly.

Go on one, two, th--

The screaming stopped.

Morgann froze. Listened.

His heartbeat pounded in his ears, drowning out the soft whimpers Keller made.

A tiny sound brought a cold sweat to his brow.

Tink. Faint and metallic. Claws on metal.

Tink. The other side of the jeep.

Tink. The roof.

Morgann shrank down into a defensive crouch. Slowly, he looked up at the roof of the rusted jeep, and into the eyes of Hell itself.


~End history snippet~