Ex Supervillain by Shouse Brenden

Author:Shouse, Brenden [Shouse, Brenden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superhero Fantasy
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2020-07-17T04:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 14

I looked back at the others, “You guys hang back and look after each other. Make sure Alice is okay. We’ve got this.” I cracked my knuckles, “Come to die.” I sneered at the hellhound in front of me. Today had been a bad day, worse for Alexander. I couldn’t even imagine what he must have been feeling right now. All of his anger needed to be focused on a more constructive avenue, like, for instance, deconstructing the hellhound. Anthony’s hellhound bent down, ready to charge.

“Alexander, remember, we’re on a time clock. Don’t take too long to kill it,” I stressed the word.

The hellhounds charged, my comment had the intended effect, yay me. But there was a two-hundred-pound bundle of fire and ick that wanted to rip my fragile parts up, so maybe not yay me. I swung my arm out and punched the thing in the snout. It toppled over and slid past me. My hand ached, blood ran down it, and dripped on the ground. I winced. Now would be an excellent time to find a tire iron or a baseball bat lying around. I checked, just in case. As usual, I wasn’t all that lucky.

My head rushed to meet the concrete. I swung my arm out in front of me and stopped myself from getting a concussion. I rolled over, barely missing the rows of obsidian teeth. The hellhound laid on top of me and breathed fire in my face. I slid a water bottle and held it out under the hellhound between my neck and his teeth. Don’t judge me, I was stressed.

Are any last words, mortal? I was starting to get used to all the mental communication, but it was starting to feel like a breach of my privacy.

Holy cow, have you ever tried breath mints? I shot back. I can go for the easy joke once in a while.

The creature snarled and swung those teeth down to my neck. I dropped the water bottle and tried to hit the hellhound as quickly as I could everywhere. It snapped its jaws shut, and the fire died out. I grinned, Markus two. Bad guys one-

A pile of wet sooty vomit coated my face. Sometimes I wonder if my victim complex is all that much in my head. I got my feet under and kicked while shoving at it with my upper body. I flung the hellhound to the side. I magnanimously decided to call him Mints. Terrified me still loves to prod the bull.

I tottered to my feet and ran to where the jeep had landed. The tank was pretty much a pile of scrap now. If I were even a little lucky, the gun would be in there. My heart pounded in my chest. I had super strength. I never said anything about super cardio. I vaulted over the side, and a new line of fire across my palm added to all my other injuries. I whirled around. My shotgun had been lodged between the dash and seat when we had flipped.

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