Superhero By Night (Book 3): The Wraith [Guerrilla Warfare] by Jeffery H. Haskell

Author:Jeffery H. Haskell [Haskell, Jeffery H.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Superhero Fantasy
Publisher: Molten Press
Published: 2019-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

Power flared through me and for a brief second blue light lit up the interior of the lift as Wraith returned with a vengeance. I hit the floor and ducked to the side, letting the man hit the grating in full force. I kicked out, slamming the emergency stop button with my foot.

A ringing bell drowned out their shouts of surprise. I focused on that place within and stepped through the shadows to the other side of the small lift. My straight jacket didn’t come with me.

I stepped out of the shadows on the other side of the lift. Leaping up and kicking off the wall into a spin, I wrapped one leg around the second man’s throat, hooking my shin with my other leg to secure it in place. With my only arm, I grabbed the light fixture and did my best to secure myself while I jerked my leg like a vise around his neck.

He struggled for a second, but then his neck cracked and his airway collapsed. I let him fall but hung on to the ceiling. He hit the deck with a thump. I could see perfectly, the dark shaft lit up like a parade. The two remaining on their feet had their pain-sticks out and were waiving them where I had been. When they accidentally hit the guy I used to break the lights he screamed in agony.

I dropped down, kicked the one on the ground in the head, spun, and slammed my heel as hard as I could into the one on the lefts groin. He dropped like a sack, holding his privates and howling like a monkey. The last one turned and jammed him with the pain-stick, thinking it was me.

Red emergency lighting kicked in and my last foe could see again. He leaped back against the wall, eyes wide with shock as his friend fell to the ground, mewling like a baby from both sources of pain.

He looked down to the man I killed, his head practically twisted backward.

“How?” he asked as I closed in on him.

He jammed the stick at me and I batted it aside, spinning to close in on him, bringing my elbow around to connect with his temple. He gasped as he fell sideways. I grabbed his wrist; using my body for leverage I turned until his arm snapped at the elbow. He screamed and let go of the pain-stick as the bone splintered.

I took the stick, flipped it into the air and held it like a dagger.

“No, please!” he pleaded.

“That’s what they all say,” I said as I jammed it down into his eye, smashing through his brain in the process. His body twitched as he fell, lifeless. It only took me a second to snap the necks of the other two and finish them off as well.

Their deaths registered and power swelled through me. I shook my head, my locks flying freely about my face.

“How come I felt that? I would have thought I’d be in a deficit right now?” I asked Spice as I went about searching them.

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