Fate Girls by George Saoulidis

Author:George Saoulidis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mythography Studios
Published: 2016-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Six

Antioche ducked left, because they always did that and they knew how one another would react. She began firing at the first man, who didn’t move in time and got in a lucky shot that floored him instantly. Even in cramped quarters the angle was wide, so she wasn’t worried of hitting her teammate.

Snip.

The soldiers had done one fatal mistake, they had come in the proper way, not pointing their guns at the intruders. Enforcers, police or otherwise, were always trained to never point a gun at something you don’t fully intent to shoot. They simply didn’t have the time to register a raging female charging them head-on and closing the distance with immense speed.

The second soldier she charged was down before he could even see her bloodshot eyes. The machete bit into his kevlar, which was only meant to stop bullets, and as it was pulled out a gush of blood from a severed artery painted the wall beside him.

Snip.

The third soldier, the one standing next to the fallen man, managed to fire off a few rounds which clipped Bremusa on the shoulder but didn’t penetrate her armour. She brought down the machete and he dodged it, falling behind and around the cover of the door.

The fourth soldier aimed at Antioche but hesitated. She thought it was because of the Fates behind her, the soldier didn’t want to injure her accidentally.

He fired though, and right on queue the women screamed, the first two of the three. Klotho and Lachesis, the weaver of fate and the measurer of life respectively, stopped their work and put their frail hands on their ears and screamed.

Antioche fell behind cover and fired back, injuring the fourth soldier who was then knocked unconscious by Bremusa with a backhanded blow.

Footsteps fell hard just like before but they were going the other way. The third soldier had fled, obviously a smarter man who was about to call reinforcements.

“Yeah you better run!” said Antioche half-heartedly and as she moved her hand she felt wetness in her belly.

“Oh by the Huntress, you are wounded!” said Bremusa and rushed to her side.

Antioche was silent for a minute but then slapped her hand away. “I’m fine, it’s mostly flesh. I’ve been meaning to do liposuction for the love handles, how many more bullets do you think it will take for the same effect?”

“Don’t joke about that,” Bremusa said and sprayed her wound with a first aid blood-clotting liquid.

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