Monster Hunter Legion by Larry Correia

Author:Larry Correia
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: Contemporary, General, Urban Life, Fantasy, Goodreads 2012 Horror, Fiction
ISBN: 9781451637960
Publisher: Baen
Published: 2012-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Mitch’s hasty directions got us there fast. The long red hallway he’d mentioned was one of the places where the casino connected to the shopping area. In the middle of it was one of the Last Dragon’s three nightclubs. The double doors were open. The lights were off inside. The four of us paused in the hall to ready ourselves. We had no idea what was in there, and I hated that. “Wait for backup?” Trip suggested.

“That’s the smart thing to do,” I agreed. Then there was a bloodcurdling scream of agony from inside. The sound made all the hair on my arms stand up. Someone was still alive. “So much for smart. Tanya, stay put. Edward, keep an eye on her.”

“I can help—”

I cut her off. “You are. We’ll flush it out. You’re cutting off its escape,” I lied. There was no time to screw around arguing with an obstinate Newbie. “When help comes, send them in, but I need you to guard this door.”

“Can do!” She saluted me, just like she’d seen on TV. Hunters don’t salute. Edward, baffled by that uncharacteristic display, did the same thing, only more awkwardly. “We’ll kill the shit out of it!”

Trip had taken cover at the corner of the door. He had point. “Ready.”

“Do it.” He swept around the corner, the brilliant beam of the Streamlight mounted on his submachine gun cutting a swath through the shadows. I followed right behind him.

Back when we were on the Amazing Newbie Squad, Trip had been a mediocre shot, with only barely passable proficiency. He’d come a long way since then, and the two of us had practiced this sort of thing hundreds of times. Now he was smooth, moving down the entryway of the nightclub crouched and quick, gun butt tucked into his shoulder, eyes flicking back and forth, ready to react instantly to any threat.

Something had gone down in here. A few lounge chairs had been flipped over. A table was broken. A picture frame had been torn off the wall. Trip came to a stop and held up one hand. He took a knee to inspect something. It was a bloody combat boot. Trip flipped it over with the long sound suppressor screwed onto the end of his gun. There was still a foot inside of it. A trail of blood droplets led away from the boot. We moved on with increased urgency.

I looked behind the bar. Clear. Trip stuck his flashlight inside the coat check. Clear. I couldn’t find a damned light switch anywhere. Trip looked at me and pointed two fingers ahead. I nodded. He moved silently onward.

There was a large opening where the lounge fed into a far bigger room. I had to blink as my vision adjusted. Black lights. Everything in the room that was white took on a glow. Since we were dressed in browns, greens, and grays, the only thing that stood out on us was our teeth and eyes. In the new light, I could see a white mist curling around the floor.

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