Tesla's Revenge by Renee Sebastian

Author:Renee Sebastian [Sebastian, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Séance Press
Published: 2014-08-02T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Niagara and Bullets

“Trust has to be proven daily, not garnered in your pocket.”

-Gus, A man I met in a pub in Ireland, 1889.

From Dorian's Journal of Memorable Quotes to Live By

We approached from behind the house and as we rounded some brush, I could see the fire's light haloing the cabin. There was a monstrous mountain lion that seemed to have lost most of its fur with its muscles torn asunder and put back together slightly wrong. It was mouthing a human's putrefied arm, the blood looking black and thick, was smeared across its muzzle.

I put away my pistol in one pocket and took out my Westinghouse. I flipped the charge on and crept behind Dorian who had taken point. He also had his blood sword out. We both stopped in our tracks when we heard Bea call out, “Come out you son of a bitch! I know you’re out there. You ain't getting' my boy to muck about in his head.”

As for the boy himself, he was girdled by his monster cat and dog, ready for the opportunity to prove his salt.

Dorian called out, “Bea, Wendy and I have returned, don't sick your beasts on us.”

“How do I know the dead head hasn't gotten to ya'?”

We cleared the corner of the house and slowly approached the ring of firelight. She stood with one of her contraptions in her hand while she held her elephant-killer shotgun in the other.

Dorian protested, “Bea, we are having a conversation of the most rational sort. I'm not going to kill you, your son, or any of his pets. Please, put down the gun.” It wasn't the gun I was worried about, but rather the contraption in her hand that was spinning like a top.

She held the gun steady on Dorian as he slowly rounded the corner of the cabin and came into direct view. “Bea, look at me. I haven't suffered any kind of fatal wound that would have caused a death or that could have resulted in me becoming a deader.”

She elbowed her son and he sent his dog over to sniff us over. Dorian lowered a hand to the beast and the dog, and in turn, they licked his palm. To his credit, he didn't flinch when the cat’s tongue rolled across it. The beast then loped over to where Jeremy was standing.

“Awe Ma, he's all right. Put down the gun.” She did just that, albeit very slowly, and then I walked into the dying firelight.

Bea declared, “Guess you are who ya' say yer' are.” She lowered the converted shotgun to rest on the sand and continued by saying “Damn revenants and deaders. We didn't see nothin', 'ceptin' this zombie grabbin' for that fellar you came with.”

“Where's Tesla, Bea?”

“Being distracted and all, like we were, I don't rightly know, since my responsibility was leanin' towards protecting my own.” She patted her son's shoulder. She couldn't be more proud of her son, defending their home and family.

I immediately looked for my carpetbag and took notice of its absence and Tesla's horse.

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