Title: The Wedding
Series: Heroes & Villains
Author: Harper Kingsley
Genre: mm superhero, sci-fi
Rating: Mature
Word count: 22,950 (92 ms pages)
Summary: The core members of the League of Superheroes have gone to attend a wedding. In their absence, the Junior League is left in charge. And at first things go smoothly, until there’s a containment leak in Science Lab 1 and a deadly entity is released. Features: A romantic wedding event, a dangerous alien outbreak, m/m romance, snarky superheroes, and plenty of Captain Victorious being himself.
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EXCERPT —
He had a job to do here and nothing was going to stop him.
That is until he turned the corner and froze in place. His breath sounded loud in his helmet and he felt his bladder trying to release.
It filled the entire hallway before him, a heaving, pulsating mass of gelatinous yellow flesh that glistened under the light of his halogen lantern. Toothless mouths opened and closed over its entire body and reaching tentacles of flesh seemed to gesture him closer. It had no eyes, but he had the disturbing impression that it could still see him anyway.
“Ehk,” he said, then began to slowly back away. His only hope was that the vibrations of his footsteps wouldn’t bring it toward him.
Once he was back around the corner, he took a few steps then began to run as fast as his legs could carry him. He figured he would find a different route to Lab 4 and then he could…
“Oh shit!” he hurriedly backpedaled, his heart thudding loudly.
The blob was definitely bigger than he’d thought it was. Because while he’d run what felt like miles, here was another part of it, shining moistly, ready to pull him right in and start digesting him down to nothing.
There wasn’t a whole lot of thought in his head other than the instinctive need to get away. He couldn’t fight the creature, he had no weapons to even slow it down, and now he was trapped.
Feeling hopeless, he opened the door of what seemed to be an empty lab space and threw himself inside, kicking it closed behind him.
He looked around, trying to find something to help him, but there wasn’t a whole lot to see. The room had been stripped bare and the only thing of even remote usefulness was the fire extinguisher mounted on the wall.
He’d never really thought about how much it would suck to almost make it, then screw up at the last minute.
Knowing that he was probably going to die, he pulled down the fire extinguisher and went to sit in the middle of the room. If he listened closely, he could hear the strange rushing ocean sound of the blob moving through the air ducts over his head, surrounding him.
There really wasn’t a whole lot he could do but to wait to die.
Some small kernel of stubbornness began jabbing away inside him and he huffed and pulled himself to his knees. The biohazard suit made it hard to move around comfortably and he finally cursed and jerked off the gloves and began stripping out of it, wrinkling his nose at his own stink–old sex and sweat. It was like being trapped in a gym locker.
Once he was down to his usual costume–sans cape, which always made him feel partly naked–he began using the base of the fire extinguisher to tap at the floor, listening for echoes. If he was lucky, maybe the blob hadn’t spread under him and he would be able to bust through the floor and drop down a level.
Finally he thought he heard a hollow sound and he couldn’t help a fierce grin of victory. Maybe he would get out of this after all.
Reaching into his bag, he pulled out the battery powered diamond-blade reciprocating saw he’d tossed in for just in case situations. He hadn’t believed he would need it, but it was going to come in handy.
Switching the saw on, he knelt down on the floor and positioned the blade to begin cutting.
The metal alloy infused laminate flooring squealed in protest as he began the arduous task of cutting out a body-sized circle. He had to grit his teeth against the vibrations traveling up his arms and rattling through his head.
He mentally groaned when he realized that he was getting a headache. As though he needed anymore kind of hardship in his life.
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