Demon Squad 7: Exit Wounds by Tim Marquitz

Author:Tim Marquitz
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781500528836
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-12-31T17:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

“That’s enough!” I screamed as I ran the short distance between the dragon’s landing strip and where I’d told Rahim to lay low with Rala and bring our hopeful savior into play. I pushed Karra ahead of me to keep her out of the line of fire. “Stop reading! Please…” It was probably too late to stop the guardian from thinking we were some kind of crunchy hors d'oeuvre with a creamy filling, but I would feel better if the little alien quit poking the hornet’s nest while my dick was still in it.

Too bad the Dungeon Master of this particular D&D module was a right bastard.

The guardian whipped its tail about, the tip of it catching my ankle. I expected someone to scream, “Homerun!” because it felt as if it’d taken a bat to me. The fucker was on some serious A-Rod vitamins. I hit the ground face first and probably ate about a pound of dirt before reality reasserted itself and momentum stopped driving me into the dirt. My legs slapped down somewhere behind me, still connected fortunately, and shifting my weight, and I was finally able to pull my face free. Good thing I didn’t need to breathe. Still, I’d given Mother Tenebrae one hell of memory. I wondered if she’d call me later.

Other folks weren’t so lucky. The guardian ripped one of the greenie’s heads off just above where I lay. Warm gore rained down across my back and made me really wish I had some clothes on just so I could take them off. There were squishy bits leaking into places I didn’t even want to imagine. Of course I did, though, because that’s the kind of idiot I am.

That particularly gooey image still clinging to me, I rolled aside and dodged a stomping foot, hoping to catch my bearings before Smaug became the lord of my O-ring. The last thing I needed was to be anybody’s precious.

I got to my knees once I was clear, ankle throbbing something fierce, and surveyed the scene, grateful to see that Karra was a short distance off, half-hidden behind a tree. That only helped salve my ego a little. The rest of the fiasco was still kicking my proverbial ass. What had been a masterful stroke of genius inside my head turned out to be something way more problematic once it reached the outside. The greenies were scattering for real this time, so that was a checkmark on the right side of things, but I really hadn’t expected the guardian to take an interest in what we were doing once Rala stopped chanting. I figured it would sniff out the non-existent portal and fuck off like it had the last couple times it popped by. This, however, was something different. I’d brought a Pacific Rim sequel down on our asses, and I was all out of giant robots.

“God damn it, Frank!”

I knew Katon’s patented shout anywhere, though Scarlett would have kicked his butt for profaning the Big Guy.

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