Fatal Reaction, Battle of the Hunted by M. A. Hollstein

Fatal Reaction, Battle of the Hunted by M. A. Hollstein

Author:M. A. Hollstein [Hollstein, M. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1981424814
Published: 2017-12-18T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter 7

“They’re gone! How’s the door holding?” Sheriff Mike Wilson yelled over his shoulder after backing into the restaurant. He bolted the glass front door even though the aliens could easily bust through the glass.

Hiro rushed from the kitchen to join Mike, semi-automatic weapon in hand. “I think the vehicles drew them away from the back door.”

“Good.” Two tall, aliens covered in dark clothing from head to toe loomed dauntingly in front of the restaurant, staring at them through the glass. Mike could see a third one walking toward the restaurant from the commissary parking lot. “I think we’re drawing them all out. They don’t seem to know what to make of the glass.” One of the aliens placed a gloved hand on the restaurant window.

“Won’t take them long to figure it out,” Hiro said, ready to fire.

Mike eyed his yellow Corvette parked in front of the restaurant. The aliens were unknowingly blocking them from their escape. “You ready?”

Hiro gave him a curt nod. “Ready.”

Walking up to the glass, Mike stood there for a moment, letting the aliens get a good look at him.

“What do you want with us?” he asked. He wanted to try to communicate with them first, if at all possible. However, he doubted it was. He had no idea what it was they wanted. It was apparent the first aliens that had appeared on the silver ship were afraid of the alien creatures. Maybe the first aliens came to Earth looking to hide from their enemy.

Looking deep into the fierce yellow eyes of the alien creature that was pressing a leather-covered hand to the window, he could see why. “Can you understand me?”

The alien lifted the right corner of its top lip and sneered, exposing jagged, pointed teeth. Metallic razor sharp claws, the length and appearance of medium-sized daggers, grew from the fingertips of its right hand. A loud rumbling growl resonated from within its chest.

Mike held its stare, continuing to look into the alien’s reptilian-like eyes, unblinking. He refused to back down. He matched the alien’s threat of showing its claws, by holding up his gun and aiming.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?” he asked again, making his voice both deep and loud.

Bam! The alien balled up his left hand and slugged the window. Bam! Bam!

Mike held his ground. He wanted the alien to know he wasn’t afraid.

With a quick swipe of its right hand, the bladelike claws scraped down the glass, cutting into it. Mike backed up a couple of steps as the alien slugged the cut marks with his left fist that he’d made in the glass, to weaken it.

“Now!” Mike ordered, making sure he was clear of the target. Hiro shot off a round of bullets. Glass shattered, crashing to the ground as the bullets sprayed the window. Mike raced to the kitchen and Hiro walked backwards letting off another round.

Screeches of pain rang out, piercing their eardrums. The high-pitched screeches were more deafening than the sound of the machine gun. Dark blood splattered from their wounds as the bullets made contact with their flesh, but didn’t put them down.



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