[Night Lords 01] Soul Hunter by Aaron Dembski-Bowden

Author:Aaron Dembski-Bowden
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction. warhammer 40000
ISBN: 9781844168101
Publisher: BL Publishing
Published: 2010-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

Indriga wasn't spooked.

He was, however, losing his temper. The others were getting twitchy with the lights going out and the generator towers dying. The girl wasn't struggling anymore, but that was hardly any reassurance. She'd already bitten and clawed chunks out of Edsan and Mirrick, and Indriga had a feeling lurking at the back of his mind that the dangerous bitch was just waiting for the right moment to lash out again.

Between two powering-down towers, the four men froze in the darkness. The crash of destroyed glass had reached them even over the towers' death whines. Handheld lampsticks speared into life as Indriga and Edsan turned on the shotgun-mounted lights they'd taken from slain prison guards.

The girl moaned, coughing loud enough to make Indriga jump.

"Shut her up," he whispered. "And keep your damn light on the ground."

Edsan obeyed, lowering his stolen gun so the beam was no longer lancing off into the avenues between the towers. "You just messed your pants, Indri. I saw you jump like you were shot." It wasn't mockery in Edsan's voice. It was something not far from panic.

"I ain't spooked," Indriga whispered back. "Just lower your Throne-damned voice."

Edsan didn't reply at first. Indriga sure looked spooked, and that meant bad things. Indri was a hive ganger like most of them, but his skin was black with tats listing his kill counts and blasphemous beliefs. You didn't get that big without being vat-grown or significantly cut up and put back together by some augmetic-hungry doc, that's for sure.

When his nerves got the better of him, he said, "Indri. There's four of us, right? That's good, yeah?"

"Yeah."

Edsan had the distinct feeling Indriga wasn't listening to him at all. That was nothing new-Indriga was big news in R Sector, he'd never had time for small-time players like Edsan-but this time, it wasn't like Indriga was brushing him off out of disrespect. This time, Indri just looked like he could smell fire around the corner and was thinking about making a run for it.

It was weird. Looking at him now, he was like one of the beefy attack dogs Edsan's boss used to use in pit fights. Gene-changed to be hulks of slab-like muscle and wide jaws, and before a dog fight they'd be tense and shivering, staring off at stuff only they could see. They were glanding stimms, sure, but it was still weird to see an animal so... focused. Indriga looked like that now. Shivering but rigid, staring at... Well, that was the problem. Like those ugly dog-things, he was staring at the Emperor only knew what.

"You see something?" Edsan whispered.

"No. Can hear it, though."

And then, just like that, Edsan heard it, too. Maybe the girl did too, because she moaned again, earning a slap from Mirrick, who was still bleeding, still back there with her. A new noise blended with the fading howl of the generators. Something rhythmic, like the metal thunk-thunk-thunk of... of... of something. Edsan didn't even know what it sounded like. He'd never heard it before.

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