Last Siege of Haven by Ty Drago

Last Siege of Haven by Ty Drago

Author:Ty Drago [Drago, Ty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, middle grade, boys, fantasy, survival stories, spine-chilling horror, teen horror, science fiction, zombies
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC
Published: 2015-05-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25


The girl in the bar had been right; it looked like a pigeon.

Except it was something like twice the size, had four wings that beat so fast they buzzed like a hummingbird’s, and instead of a beak it had a maw filled with tiny spinning drills where its teeth should have been.

As I stood there, dumbfounded by the sight of it, its dark eyes—like doll’s eyes—turned toward me.

Okay, I’m dead.

I knew how fast these things moved. In a second, this twisted monstrosity would come at me like a bullet and burrow its way straight through my forehead.

“Look out!” the Burgermeister cried.

Then he shouldered me aside, throwing one beefy hand up, just as the Malite darted forward.

It cut my friend’s hand off at the wrist.

As I watched in horror, Dave’s hand spun in the air. Then, opening its huge maw, the Pigeon-Thing snapped it up and swallowed it whole.

“No!” I screamed.

“Hot Dog!” Sharon screamed.

“Will!” Julie screamed.

In fact, the only one who didn’t scream was the Burgermeister, who stared at the empty space where his right hand had been with a kind of foggy astonishment. Blood gushed from the stump, almost hitting the ceiling.

For its part, the Malite buzzed in a tight circle around the boy. After all, it wasn’t really after him.

“Red!” Sharyn cried. “Run!”

But standing there, gaping at my maimed friend as the horror of what had happened to him sunk in, I realized something.

I was done running.

So, as the Pigeon from Hell came for me, I made a move that will probably seem a little—well—stupid.

I grabbed it.

You need to understand that I had two things going for me. First, the Malite hadn’t had time to really come up to full velocity. If it had, I wouldn’t have stood a chance. But, as it was, I clocked its speed as about as fast as a tossed baseball.

Second, I was seriously pissed.

I can be really quick when I’m seriously pissed.

So, as it made a literal beeline for my face, I sidestepped and snatched it out of the air, wrapping one hand around its hard, quad-winged body.

It was strong. Stronger than I would have thought, given its size. Making a sound like a boiling teapot, it struggled wildly in my grasp, at one point nearly pulling me off my feet.

“Help Dave!” I exclaimed to the others. “Now!”

Then the Pigeon from Hell did pull me off my feet.

Its wings, only one of which I’d managed to trap inside my fist, beat furiously at the air, managing to yank me off balance. I slammed against one of the nearby dining tables, knocking over two chairs, before sprawling painfully across the tablecloth and place settings.

Still, I held onto that disgusting creature like grim death—because grim death was exactly what waited for me if I let go.

It twisted and writhed, trying to reach me with those insane drill teeth. But the young Malum had picked a form that was big on offense but bad on defense. It couldn’t reach me.

As I fought with it, trying to right myself, I saw Sharyn out of the corner of my eye.


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