Teaser Tuesday: Dragon Twins

teaser tuesday

Last week you met Jade.. sweet girl really. Just might be in a world of trouble. In the meantime its time to meet another character … Julian!

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A loud crash startled Julian awake. He opened his eyes and was disoriented. What was that?

 

“Help m—”

 

Julian sat up and looked around for a moment. Was he still dreaming or did he really hear those noises?  

 

He heard a shuffle in the hallway. He quickly rolled out of bed and into a crouch on the floor just as the door swung open and someone stepped into the room. His heart was pounding in his chest. He looked under the bed. In the darkness he could just see the outline of a pair of heavy black boots standing just inside his door.

 

“Come on out, Julian. I don’t want to make this any harder on you than it has to be.” The voice was quiet with an accent that Julian couldn’t quite recognize. This person certainly wasn’t someone who wanted to pay a polite, social call. And how did this guy know his name?

 

Julian grabbed the baseball bat that he had left under his bed just as the feet started to move and walk around the edge of the bed. He waited for a moment, took a deep breath, and rose with a shout and swung his bat with all his might.  He caught the guy standing in the middle of his room by complete surprise. His bat’s arc hit the man square on his shoulder.

 

The man in the ski mask howled in pain and cursed in a Chinese dialect he didn’t understand. Then he dropped down on his knees. Another man wearing an identical ski mask appeared at the door and started toward Julian.

 

Julian still held his bat aloft and used it to ward off any further attacks coming from the men. The other man stopped his beside his fallen comrade, who was still on the floor writhing in pain.

 

Who are these guys? Julian thought. And what in the hell were they doing in his house?

 

He tried to think of what he was going to do next when the man that had just entered spoke to him. “Julian, you are coming with us one way or another, my dear boy.” The man’s accent was clearer that the other’s and Julian realized that they were both Chinese.

 

What in the hell was going on?

 

“I am not going with you anywhere,” he said with as much of a threatening tone as he could muster.

 

“Oh, but I think you are. And that bat you’re holding is not going to be able to protect you forever you know. You will get tired of fending us off soon and that is when you, my dear boy, will make a mistake and then we will have you.” His partner was all ready rising to his feet and shaking off the pain in his shoulder. So much for it being broken.

 

“I don’t think so.”  He was trying to sound confident. He thought maybe these guys would decide that they might be at a slight disadvantage and leave him be.

 

Where is Martha? Is she all right? The thoughts stuck him as he remembered the crash and the cry for help that had been cut short. He stood there for a moment eyeing his opponents wondering what they had done to her. He would have to get rid of these guys quickly. If Martha needed medical help he wouldn’t be able to help her if he was busy trying to ward off these guys.

 

It all felt too surreal for him; like something out of a horror movie or an action movie. It wasn’t making any sense. Why in the hell were they in his house trying to kidnap him? He was a nobody.

 

The man he had hit with the bat started to make his way slowly around the side of the bed toward him. The other man blocked his only exit by stepping backward toward the doorway. He was trapped and he knew it. They were right: it was only a matter of time before they got him.

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