ENHANCED - Snippet

They raced forward, Sam stumbling under Darkside’s weight. A shout came from behind them as the guards caught up. Thirty feet. Twenty. Ten.

Sam cried out as an explosion of pain blossomed from his left shoulder. He stumbled, another explosion of pain opening up through his stomach. He tripped, falling forward to the ground. Darkside landed a few feet ahead of him, the jolt seeming to be enough to shock him out of his daze. Another bullet flew over their heads. Sam touched his stomach, then lifted it to his eyes to see the red stain. He locked eyes with Darkside, feeling the blood already oozing out of his mouth.

“Run!” He yelled.

Darkside glanced at him, then towards the guards, and pushed himself off the ground, crossing the ten feet to the wall in ease. He ran straight through it like it was made of air, and Sam was struck once again by how powerful his ability, whatever it may be, was. There wasn’t an Enhanced like him. Were all the Enhanceds that lived their lives out in pods that powerful? If so, he wasn’t surprised the Control had locked them up. It did, however, make him wonder what exactly his contacts had wanted with him.