Zephyr Box Set 1 by Warren Hately

Author:Warren Hately [Hately, Warren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-11T06:00:00+00:00

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WITH SYNERGY’S POWER amplification trick still hanging in there, it feels like almost nothing for me to switch into hyperspeed and dodge around Infernus’s attack. Without Quietus here to try and stop my vital organs functioning and Frost distracting me with doubts about whether I might technically be attacking my own unborn child or not, I’m free to manifest my powers to their fullest. The only real danger is starting the mother of all forest fires – but that’s all the more reason to close shop on this fucker quick and good.

I come in an arc around the flaming attack and my hard looping right emerges from hyperspace to connect with Infernus’s cheekbone like a hammer of the gods. Bones inside his head crack in a symphony of sickness and he goes sprawling across the road and into a tree. I follow up, still strangely half-in and half-out of my accelerated mode, and for every defense the red guy tries to mount, I am simply too fast and too strong. It’s just him and me now and unlike our encounter at Riker’s, and Mys-Tech before that, there’s no chance to emerge from this scenario with illusions intact.

He is a tough opponent. Tough and strong. But today is my day. I’m the storm god. I feel like goddamn Thor or someone, swinging tight uppercuts and hard jabs that land like thunderbolts, no need to resort to the wider array of my powers. Smoke hisses from my attacks. Black blood gushes from both his nostrils, his mask is askew, and at some point Infernus makes a stupid rush, tries to clasp his burning hands around my shoulders. Instead, I sweep him from the ground, pick him up over my head and twist and spin and hurl him back onto the hard-top where he lands with a heavy groan and goes chillingly still.

I stagger back toward him, adrenaline and power at war within. Infernus rolls over, spent, only half looking up at me. And when he does, it’s without much more than a divorced resignation, no actual fear beyond the immediate pain and discomfort.

“You got me . . . fucker. . . .”

“Tell me why Fuse is so important to you that you’d risk something stupid like this,” I ask.

“Not Fuse.”

“Fuse is in White Nine.”

“Maybe,” Infernus replies, hawking something up and groaning and starting to roll over before thinking the better of it. “Still wasn’t the target.”

I nudge him with my boot.

“Who, then?”

“. . . Crescendo.”

“You motherfucker,” I say and shake my head slowly.

He’s just named one of the people in this world who hate me most. Him and my wife.

“Why him?”

“He knows things.”

“Tell me.”

“Fuck you, Zephyr.”

“Pride’s good, Toby,” I say and look around.

It’s times like these I wish I smoked. It would help with the pacing of my impending monologue.

“Let you remind me we’re in the middle of Assfuck, Canada. I am not beyond going all Guantanamo Bay on your ass.”

Infernus looks at me all put out and shit, reminding me of

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