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The Mehliad

Chapter 38
Continuing the tale of young Dan Fogelberg (no not that one), who fell asleep in a storm and woke in a fantastical, creepy land. Beyond that, your guess is as good as ours.

I reeled backwards from Geoff’s sucker punch with stars swimming in front of my eyes. Before I could get my bearings he threw himself into my chest.

“You fucker! You absolute dick! You think I’m some kind of spy? I didn’t even want to be here!” He rained fists down on me while I tried to cover up as best I could. The noise from the struggle brought the rest of the crew to the deck.

“I detect a threat!” Norton screamed as he flung himself at Geoff, trying to free me from his grasp. Geoff ducked the blow and threw his arm out, jabbing an elbow into Norton’s face. The shriek that erupted from Norton told me his nose was likely broken as he crumpled backward.

I twisted underneath Geoff, leveraging my hips and driving upward to throw him off balance. He stopped hitting me long enough to throw his hands down and break his fall, allowing me to free myself and fire three kicks into his ribs while he was splayed on the floor.

“Stop! Stop!” Goggles was frantically trying to keep the peace, but it was too late. This had all erupted way too fast, and it was going to end ugly. The deck of the ship listed wildly with no one at the wheel to counteract the wind. I fell onto Geoff’s back as he tried to stand, wrapping my arms around his neck to try and choke him out.

“Threat! I detect a threat!” Norton was up, blood streaming from his nose, pointing at Geoff.

“I know he’s a threat you idiot!” I yelled back while hanging on for dear life to Geoff’s throat.

“No-” before Norton could finish, Geoff dropped his weight and threw himself forward, hurling me over his shoulders and into the doctor. The impact nearly knocked me out, and as I tried to stand I saw Geoff sprinting toward me, screaming. For a split second time slowed down; I weighed my options before doing the only thing I could.

I ducked.

Geoff hurled himself over the rail of the ship, falling to the Farkian plains below.

“How’s that for a threat detected, Norton?” I chuckled, dusting myself off. “How’s your nose?”

There was no answer. Goggles stared at me, dumbstruck. The ship sailed on.