Dead Soul (In Her Name, Book 3) by Michael R. Hicks

Author:Michael R. Hicks [Hicks, Michael R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Michael R. Hicks
Published: 2011-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Lionel Jackson watched through hooded eyes as the alien warriors continued to sweep through the concentration camp in a whirlwind of building and cleaning.

They had come late the night before, hundreds of them, seemingly hell-bent on a sudden “do right” campaign to ease the suffering of their human prisoners, and had worked tirelessly by torchlight. The warriors mucked out the human waste and built proper latrines, quadrupled the size of the camp by extending the fences, brought in a supply of fresh water, and now were building what passed for primitive housing.

They’d also brought in a great deal of food, an odd assortment of vegetables and fruits that they must have collected from the farms around the town, along with game animals that they distributed throughout the compound. They even built fires over which the meat could be cooked.

But what came as the greatest shock was that they dropped a few knives, every one of which looked to be unique and with the incredibly sharp blades shared by all of their edged weapons, with each animal they brought, apparently expecting the humans to use them to gut and skin the carcasses.

Of course, a few enterprising souls had gotten the idea that they could use the knives as weapons to fight the Kreelans.

Unfortunately for them, the aliens enjoyed this development immensely. Every time someone had tried to attack one of the warriors, other warriors formed a ring around the combatants, who then fought in a battle to the death.

In two cases, the humans had won, and the Kreelans let them go about their business after hauling away the bodies of the dead warriors.

As for the humans who weren’t so lucky, their bodies were hauled out along with the rest of the waste.

The first glow of the rising sun was just visible on the horizon when the gates swung open and a group of warriors entered, carrying two women and eleven children.

Curious, Jackson made his way toward them. He ignored the bustling alien warriors, just as they ignored him.

The warriors shooed away some people who had occupied one of the newly built shelters and carefully, almost gently, lay the two women down on the bed of leaves, then lay the children down beside them before turning and marching away, back through the gate.

Pushing his way through the sudden crowd that had gathered around the new arrivals, Jackson felt his pulse quicken as he looked at the two women. They were wearing Marine combat uniforms.

The fleet’s here, he thought, or it’s coming. Has to be.

He knelt down beside one of them, a blond, and did a double-take as he got a better look at her face in growing light.

“I don’t believe it,” he whispered.

Someone else pointed at the woman. “Isn’t that Stephanie Guillaume?”

A low murmur ran through the circle of people, expanding through the camp as more people came to see what was happening.

“What’s she doing here?”

Steph’s eyes fluttered open at the sound.

“Miss Guillaume?” Jackson asked. “Can you hear me?”

“Yeah,” she groaned, rubbing her temples.

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