One minute until trial...
Time for more Weekend Writing Warriors snippets. We post 8-10 sentences from one of our works every weekend.
I’m giving you snippets from the upcoming novel: Fire & Blood, a Contemporary Sci-Fi Thriller. Again, I’ve skipped a few paragraphs in the manuscript. Next week, you’ll get to meet the protagonist of this particular tale. (Vartan is the first cadet to reach the final round of injections.)
When the medic began to assemble the vials and opened the bags with the syringes, though, Vartan jerked as though startled. His eyes looked to his left and his breathing increased. Nobody enjoyed going to medical and all of the cadets hated the injection process. Each shot brought them closer to their goal. Since they only took Uncle Sam’s finest, each one of the men and women who had become a MYTHOS cadet, understood that. They may have hated the process, they may have died going through it, but they never ran off.
Not that there was anywhere for them to run to.
Abel crossed the first and middle fingers of his right hand, hoping that this was exactly what they needed: a cadet who would survive the sheer amount of chemicals in his system.
“One minute until trial,” Abbot said and began to count backward. “Fifty-nine, fifty-eight…”
They lost everything fighting for their country. Now they must fight to stay alive.
When disabled Navy SEAL Han Whitefeather loses the job he’s worked for his entire life, he grasps at the only opportunity left to him—a top secret military organization—to stay in active duty. From the moment he arrives at MYTHOS base, things are not what he expects. There are no ranks. He’s known only by his codename, Roarke. It’s not the military he knows.
From day one, they are pushed into training that has nothing to do with modern-day warfare. Stuck inside the Greenland Ice Shelf, they’re given injections to help them fight off the cold and the pain. Fights and all-out war break out between the cadets. Attempts are made on Roarke’s life and the one responsible is not brought up on charges. To make matters worse, cadets are dying in droves.
When they are divided into four separate squads, Roarke hopes things will get better, only to find himself face-to-face with his most deadly enemy.
With his life on the line, Roarke refuses to give up. He has to believe that everything they’ve gone through will be worth it. Even when he finds out that the injections they receive don’t just protect them from the cold. They do something far worse.