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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4581284" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Jack Frost: Part 11 – Cracked</strong></p><p></p><p>The shuddering of the temple below sent shockwaves through the ice. The whole tent shook from the violence of the vibration.</p><p></p><p>Hammer reached for his pistols. One of the guards held his own pistol up. "Don't even think about it."</p><p></p><p>Hammer slowly but his hands back up. "I think we have bigger problems." The ground was trembling. </p><p></p><p>Between the guard's legs, a hairline crack traced its way towards Howell. The guard didn't notice.</p><p></p><p>There was a horrendous crunch as the shockwave shattered the ice, sending one piece of ice higher along the fracture. The guard yelped as he slid backwards as the tent started to slide into the freezing water. </p><p></p><p>Hammer grabbed Howell and lifted her up, settling her on a more stable piece of ice on the opposite side of the crack. He hopped the widening distance.</p><p></p><p>The first guard scrambled at the edge of the ice, trying to maintain his grip. Then the tent slammed into him and he went under, disappearing beneath the churning surf.</p><p></p><p>The second guard, seeing the rift cracking towards him, turned and ran. He was making good headway when he suddenly fell screaming to the snap of metal jaws. Red splotches of blood and flesh were everywhere.</p><p></p><p>The guard clawed at his leg, bent at a horrible angle from the jaws of the bear trap. He screamed as the piece of ice he was on pitched forward, helpless to save himself. His scream was cut off as the ice flipped over and slammed his head beneath the freezing water.</p><p></p><p>"It's a shockwave!" shouted Howell over the ringing. "See how the ice is cracking in circles?"</p><p></p><p>Hammer didn't have time to confirm her theory. Their own patch of ice was becoming dangerously unstable. </p><p></p><p>"Go! GO!" Pushing Howell ahead of him, he turned and started running. </p><p></p><p>The cracking expanded in great furrows around them. Larger cracks appeared in concentric circles around the center of the lake, and smaller hairline cracks branched between them. Hammer hurled Howell across a widening gap, and then jumped…</p><p></p><p>He scrabbled onto the edge, almost losing his grip. Clambering to his feet, the ringing still in his ears from the temple below the water, Hammer saw that they were almost home free. The concentric cracks stopped closer to the edge of the lake. </p><p></p><p>Hammer kept jogging. They were going to make it. He could only hope Jim-Bean was able to swim his way out of this mess—</p><p></p><p>The ice cracked beneath him and his feet gave way.</p><p></p><p>The water was so cold, so hungry for his body heat that it felt as if he had been set on fire. He instantly lost all feeling in his lower extremities, replace by a burning sensation that encompassed all of his lower torso. It was as if he had no legs, just the pain of a thousand needles piercing his flesh. </p><p></p><p>Hammer could only let out a gasp. Howell spun around and, quickly taking stock of his dire situation, flattened to the ground. She grabbed Hammer by his jacket and started pulling.</p><p></p><p>Hammer tried to help. But he was shivering uncontrollably. He didn't even dare say anything, because he was afraid he would bite off his tongue. He kept reflexively trying to curl into a ball, but that made things worse, because he needed his legs straight to get out of the hole.</p><p></p><p>Howell grunted in exertion as she dragged Hammer out of the water a couple of inches. He slipped back again.</p><p></p><p>"This isn't going to work." Shaking her head, she got a firm grip on both of Hammer's shoulders. "We have to wait.</p><p></p><p>Wait? Hammer couldn't say anything, but he imagined his eyes conveyed his desperation. Wait for what?</p><p></p><p>There was another reverberation and the ice around Hammer cracked. With a yell, Howell used the opportunity to pull him forward with all her might. The big man flopped onto the ice and slid to the shore.</p><p></p><p>Howell joined him a few seconds afterward. She threw her coat over him and hugged him close to try to keep him from going into shock with her meager body heat.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean flopped out of the water a few minutes later. Dumping the flippers, he didn't even bother to peel off his wetsuit. </p><p></p><p>Howell got up. "Keep him warm. I'll drive."</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean looked back and forth between Hammer and Howell, stunned by the transformation that seemed to have overcome her in a crisis. </p><p></p><p>Then he caught sight of the night sky.</p><p></p><p>The pastel aurora faded as a massive, impossible figure swayed overhead in the snow-stained black air, silhouetted against the hard and distant stars. It had to be hundreds of feet tall. </p><p></p><p>A gigantic talon-like claw clenched. Snow gathered wispily around the air, pushed ahead of the massive splayed feet of the Wind-Walker and billowing in his endless horrid howl.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean shoved Hammer into the Humvee. "Drive!" he shouted to Howell. "Drive!"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4581284, member: 3285"] [b]Jack Frost: Part 11 – Cracked[/b] The shuddering of the temple below sent shockwaves through the ice. The whole tent shook from the violence of the vibration. Hammer reached for his pistols. One of the guards held his own pistol up. "Don't even think about it." Hammer slowly but his hands back up. "I think we have bigger problems." The ground was trembling. Between the guard's legs, a hairline crack traced its way towards Howell. The guard didn't notice. There was a horrendous crunch as the shockwave shattered the ice, sending one piece of ice higher along the fracture. The guard yelped as he slid backwards as the tent started to slide into the freezing water. Hammer grabbed Howell and lifted her up, settling her on a more stable piece of ice on the opposite side of the crack. He hopped the widening distance. The first guard scrambled at the edge of the ice, trying to maintain his grip. Then the tent slammed into him and he went under, disappearing beneath the churning surf. The second guard, seeing the rift cracking towards him, turned and ran. He was making good headway when he suddenly fell screaming to the snap of metal jaws. Red splotches of blood and flesh were everywhere. The guard clawed at his leg, bent at a horrible angle from the jaws of the bear trap. He screamed as the piece of ice he was on pitched forward, helpless to save himself. His scream was cut off as the ice flipped over and slammed his head beneath the freezing water. "It's a shockwave!" shouted Howell over the ringing. "See how the ice is cracking in circles?" Hammer didn't have time to confirm her theory. Their own patch of ice was becoming dangerously unstable. "Go! GO!" Pushing Howell ahead of him, he turned and started running. The cracking expanded in great furrows around them. Larger cracks appeared in concentric circles around the center of the lake, and smaller hairline cracks branched between them. Hammer hurled Howell across a widening gap, and then jumped… He scrabbled onto the edge, almost losing his grip. Clambering to his feet, the ringing still in his ears from the temple below the water, Hammer saw that they were almost home free. The concentric cracks stopped closer to the edge of the lake. Hammer kept jogging. They were going to make it. He could only hope Jim-Bean was able to swim his way out of this mess— The ice cracked beneath him and his feet gave way. The water was so cold, so hungry for his body heat that it felt as if he had been set on fire. He instantly lost all feeling in his lower extremities, replace by a burning sensation that encompassed all of his lower torso. It was as if he had no legs, just the pain of a thousand needles piercing his flesh. Hammer could only let out a gasp. Howell spun around and, quickly taking stock of his dire situation, flattened to the ground. She grabbed Hammer by his jacket and started pulling. Hammer tried to help. But he was shivering uncontrollably. He didn't even dare say anything, because he was afraid he would bite off his tongue. He kept reflexively trying to curl into a ball, but that made things worse, because he needed his legs straight to get out of the hole. Howell grunted in exertion as she dragged Hammer out of the water a couple of inches. He slipped back again. "This isn't going to work." Shaking her head, she got a firm grip on both of Hammer's shoulders. "We have to wait. Wait? Hammer couldn't say anything, but he imagined his eyes conveyed his desperation. Wait for what? There was another reverberation and the ice around Hammer cracked. With a yell, Howell used the opportunity to pull him forward with all her might. The big man flopped onto the ice and slid to the shore. Howell joined him a few seconds afterward. She threw her coat over him and hugged him close to try to keep him from going into shock with her meager body heat. Jim-Bean flopped out of the water a few minutes later. Dumping the flippers, he didn't even bother to peel off his wetsuit. Howell got up. "Keep him warm. I'll drive." Jim-Bean looked back and forth between Hammer and Howell, stunned by the transformation that seemed to have overcome her in a crisis. Then he caught sight of the night sky. The pastel aurora faded as a massive, impossible figure swayed overhead in the snow-stained black air, silhouetted against the hard and distant stars. It had to be hundreds of feet tall. A gigantic talon-like claw clenched. Snow gathered wispily around the air, pushed ahead of the massive splayed feet of the Wind-Walker and billowing in his endless horrid howl. Jim-Bean shoved Hammer into the Humvee. "Drive!" he shouted to Howell. "Drive!" [/QUOTE]
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