Monster M.D. by Leighton Lawless

Author:Leighton Lawless [Lawless, Leighton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Monster Harem
Published: 2018-09-03T04:00:00+00:00

Fifty yards beyond Pike’s position, roughly smack-dab in the middle of Sheol, stood Jer and the rest of his crew: Damiana, Dakota, Max, and now Ambrose. They were frozen in place, looking around, listening to the echo of screams and gunshots, watching the fireball ascend and billow over Sheol and its inhabitants.

“We need to hurry!” Jer shouted.

“Understatement of the century, boss,” Dakota quipped.

Jer glimpsed a blurred form from the corner of his eye and realized it was too late. One of Pike’s harpies charged at them with a pair of swords in its hands, cutting its way through the middle of a cluster of tents. With a wave of his hand, Jer signaled for everyone to run in the opposite direction. Max led the way as they dashed between tents and shacks, following a dirt path that wound toward the far side of Sheol.

A series of explosions rocked the city as wild-eyed monsters ran for cover. Some were killed mid-sprint by Pike’s harpies, while others were atomized by rockets that screamed through the air and blasted apart the ground, leaving six-foot deep craters.

Jer and the others managed to get far enough away to avoid being cut down. They ducked between a series of pale gray columns that supported a kind of lodge house as bullets continued to fly through the air.

Jer covered his head as rounds ricocheted off the columns, striking some of the nearby monster inhabitants. They collapsed to the ground, their heads and bodies wounded and bleeding. The groans of the dying resonated throughout the city.

During a brief pause in the action, Jer peeked around the column. As he witnessed the death and destruction, he cursed himself, convinced that he was somehow responsible for Pike and her kill squad invading Sheol.

There wasn’t time to worry yet, or feel even guilt. There would be time enough for remorse and reparations after the battle. Right now they needed to escape Pike’s rampage before getting the chance to personally feel what death was like.

Caught up in the fog and dust and smoke of battle, Jer lost sight of the others. He stumbled into a filthy tent and caught sight of a form seated in the rear. It was an older monster with long, white horns that were chipped and deformed. A bubble of blood lingered on the monster’s lips. A bullet had entered just above his right eye and blew out the back of his head. That he was still alive at all was almost unbelievable.

The monster wheezed unexpectedly, his chest rising and falling rapidly. One eye opened, and he lifted his hands to offer something to Jer—A partially rusted automatic pistol. With his last breath, the monster handed it over. Cradled in his hands, the gun felt warm and oily with a faint current emanating from it. He studied the gun and then felt the weight of the weapon.

He began to exit the tent, only to see one of the harpies leering at him from the tent’s opening, holding a pistol.

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