Arsenal (Full Metal Superhero Book 1) by Jeffery H. Haskell

Author:Jeffery H. Haskell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Molten Press
Published: 2017-06-26T06:00:00+00:00

The last piece of my armor snaps into place with a click. I glance up at the status monitor, integrity checked in at one-hundred percent.

“Okay, Epic start a systems check and see if the new modifications are going to work.”

“Geez, niña, you make the superhero team and you still work all the time!”

“Carlos!” I let out a squeal as I spin around. I hate when I do that, but I am excited to see him. It’s been a few weeks. I roll over to him and he bends down to give me a hug.

“Is…uh, you know who, here?”

“You mean Domino?” I say casually as if I don’t know why he’s asking.

“Yeah, I thought I would say hi and stuff. Thank her for the keycard,” he waves it in the air. It’s black with the Diamondback logo on it, a triangular snake with the seal of Arizona behind it.

I smile, wheel around and roll over to the workshop, “It’s pretty late, I don’t think she’s around. However, I could text her and have her come by…”

“Nah, it’s cool. Besides, I’ll be too busy kicking your butt. Where’s the Xbox?”

Three hours, four cokes, and a pizza later and the problems of my life fade away. Carlos buoy’s my spirits by being here. I put the controller down and stifle a yawn. Despite my usual adeptness at shooters I’m feeling my tired today.

“Okay, amigo, I’m going to let you have this one. I have to hit the sack.” I wheel up the ramp. Across from my room is the bathroom, which all lay at the end of my workshop.

“You mind if I crash here? It’s awful late and the buses don’t run often.”

“If you don’t mind sleeping on the couch in the workshop,” I say. I run the water for a minute and splash it onto my face. It feels good to have the cold water. I grab a rag and scrub my skin.

“Uh, Amelia…” Carlos says from the workshop. His voice sounds weird, like he’s scared. I roll out of the bathroom and freeze. Vixen has her hands around Carlos neck, her claws tickling his jugular. Two men, dressed in skin-tight black suits and masks, flank her.

“A frigging cripple? You got to be kidding me,” she growls. I hate that word. I may be impaired, but I am hardly crippled. I glance at my screen, usually Epic has my armor diagnostics displayed there, it is blank. Why didn’t my security systems keep them out? A million questions scream through my head. I don’t have time to answer any of them.

“Don’t try anything stupid, girl, or I slice lover boy’s throat wide open.” Carlos’ face is white as a sheet. I’ve got to do something. The two men, the suits aren’t for decoration, they’re some form of stealth suit or something.

“Two, get the armor,” Vixen orders. As he turns I can see he’s carrying a pistol that looks an awful lot like the plasma rifles. Same tech. Who are these guys?

“Listen, Vixen, let Carlos go.

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