| Dark Potential
A second later Jack was crashing through sharp, wet foliage. His skin stung with scratches as he tumbled and fell, finally landing heavily on his back – or rather, on his well-stuffed rucksack. It had probably saved him from splitting his skull open on the frozen ground.
He lay stunned for a few moments. Then Ava and Amon appeared beside him and dragged him to his feet.
'Are you all right?' Ava asked, breathless from the descent.
'Think so,' Jack replied, feeling the scratches on his face.
'Had to sodding show off, didn't you,' said Amon. 'Come on, round to the front. We need to get to the car!'
Jack set off unsteadily after them, then heard an angry shout.
'Hey, wolf boy!'
He turned to see the Asian guy staring down from the window above, flanked by two of his buddies.
'We know what you are,' the guy shouted. 'You can't run from us, man.'
'Watch me, asshole!' Jack yelled back.