The Rules of Supervillainy (The Supervillainy Saga Book 1) by C.T. Phipps

Author:C.T. Phipps [Phipps, C.T.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Publisher: Amber Cove Publishing
Published: 2015-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Where I Encounter My First Zombies

The Falconcrest City First National Bank had been having a bad two days. If it wasn’t insane killer ice cream men, it was insane killer zombie ice cream men. The Ice Cream Man had returned from the grave and was now robbing the bank with the same five or six henchmen I’d fought earlier. I was watching them through the lobby glass doors, doing a bit of solo reconnaissance.

The Ice Cream Man was standing over the bodies of a couple of dead half-eaten employees with a huge mallet in his hands. Which offended me since that was out of his theme. Maybe if was ice-cream cone shaped, it’d be appropriate, but this was just wrong.

Having only been dead for a day, the Ice Cream Man didn’t look too different. Well, except for the fact he was missing a number of teeth and half his head was caved in.

“I want everyone to know being dead hasn’t changed my rosy attitude! Ha! I’m going to kill and eat you all! Then I’m going to find your children and eat them! Hehehe. If you don’t find that funny, well, I guess you have to be dead to get it.”

During this disturbing display, the Malt Shop Gang was once more attempting to empty out the vault. All of them had been transformed into zombies, parts of their head or necks missing from where someone had bitten them. I presumed the Ice Cream was the party responsible but, for all I knew, a host of zombies was running around Falconcrest City.

Still, according to Cloak, the bulk of Falconcrest City’s zombie problems were a few months away. It would take time for the other Reaper’s Cloaks, once merged with hosts, to create an army of the dead. Right now, it was just the Ice Cream Man and his crew and I was certain I could handle them.

Walking in through the front door, I addressed the crowd, “Hey, Cream Puff. We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

“Watch the revolving door. You don’t want to get me caught in it.”

“Good point,” I said, pulling my cape close behind me.

“You!” the Ice Cream Man hissed at me, his voice lisping from where I’d knocked out his front teeth. “You killed me!”

“Yes, yes I did.”

“Thanks!” The Ice Cream Man replied, swinging his mallet at me. “Allow me to return the favor.”

“Sorry, Chuckles, not happening,” I turned insubstantial to avoid the blow before conjuring a free-floating fiery ‘M’ behind me to signal my henchmen. “I suggest you duck now.”

Diabloman drove a stolen armored car through the lobby entrance, shattering the glass windows and sending their fragments flying in every direction. The vehicle smashed into our foes, crushing the first two of the Ice Cream Man’s thugs under its wheels. The other four were thrown up against the wall like rag dolls, much to the screaming horror of the hostages around them.

Cindy stepped out of the armored car’s passenger’s side, carrying a fire-ax marked with the inscription, “How’s My Hacking?” and a phone number underneath it.

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