Red the First by C. D. Verhoff

Author:C. D. Verhoff
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: action, aliens, war, plague, paranormal fantasy, fantasy bilderbergers freemasonry illuminati lucifer star, best science fiction, fiction fantasy contemporary, best fantasy series

“Look what I found!” Nate said with a full mouth. “Delectable chemical fake fruitiness—just like I remember. Mmmm… want one?”

“Quit horsing around. Find the fuse box. Circuit breaker. Something useful.”

Together they found it in a little room behind the checkout counter. After much experimenting, Nate figured out how to power the gas pumps using his electrical generative skills. “Now what?”

“Hope for a gusher.” Red said. “Now sit tight while I fill the containers.”

His plan panned out; the pump activated when Nate did his number on the circuit box, and gas poured out of the hose. After he filled all their gas cans, Red told Nate about the next order of business. They’d use some of the gas to fill vehicles and bring them back to Hewego.

“Why?” Nate wanted to know.

“I hope you never know the answer to that question, Nate. Look for something that can carry a lot of people, like a bus or something. We also need a few with speed.”

“There’s a black ‘Vette on the corner of Rothman and Wheelock.”

“Perfect.”

The men resumed their walk, pulling the full gas cans behind them in Red’s faithful Radio Flyer.

“You know who I have my eye on?” Nate said out of the blue.

“Who?” Red tried not to smile.

“Blanche.”

“She’s a smart girl.”

“Yeah. And she has big baboombuhs.”

“That’s always a perk.”

“Perk, ha! Good one, Red.” He sighed deeply. “Only trouble is she doesn’t like younger guys.”

“How old are you anyway?”

“Seventeen.”

“How old is Blanche?”

“Almost nineteen.”

“Wow.” Red tried not to laugh at the younger man’s troubles. “I’m surprised she’s not using a cane to assist her feeble old legs.”

They walked a while longer without talking, but Nate was not the type to remain silent for long.

“You know what would be a really cool ability?”

“What?”

“If I could shoot thunderbolts out of my eyes, or the end of my fingertips.” He spread his fingers. “I’d even settle for my fudge maker. KA-BAM!” He bumped his pelvis forward as if lightning had just shot out of his rear. “Electric Assman to the rescue!”

“Uh, Nate…”

“It could happen.”

“Shut-up and keep pulling.”

“Whatever you say, Bossman.”

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