That Which is Unexpected by A. L. Bridges

Author:A. L. Bridges [Bridges, A. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.L. Bridges
Published: 2013-03-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19: The birth of a weapon

We get home and I rush to my room to quickly hide my presents before Cheza gets home. I see that I barely made it as Sara and Cheza walk through the front door just after I exit my room.

“Hey! Welcome home Cheza! How was your day?” I ask, going for nonchalance.

“Umm… fine? Are you feeling alright Cole?” Cheza asks, making me realize that I fail at nonchalance.

“Yeah! I’m great!” I say, realizing that I sound like I’ve been in the bathroom snorting coke or some other sort of suspicious activity.

“Anyway, I have to go down to the armory. Bye!” I add and rush down the steps. I find Tia standing at the gun bench, disassembling the new Glock 20.

“Here, replicate the slide first,” Tia says, handing me the top part of the gun.

I pull out my knife and slice open my left arm from elbow to wrist. I grab the slide and look at it from every angle, and then I close my eyes and feel it thoroughly until I have a solid picture in my mind. I slide my right hand over the cut and will my blood to take the shape of the image in my mind. I feel the slide solidify in my right hand and realize that I’ve never made something this dense before.

(5.0 Liters) Airi says.

“Holy hell! It took nearly a liter of blood to make this thing!” I say to Tia.

“Did that voice whisper to you again?” Tia asks. I nod solemnly as she sighs. “Well, how much do you have left? Can you do it?”

“I have roughly two liters to use up before I feel anemic, another half and I’ll pass out if I drain it all quickly. If spread over the next five minutes, I should be able to use up 3.2 Liters from what the voice said the other night,” I tell her.

“SARA! PREP A SALINE DRIP AND BRING DOWN SOME JUICE!” Tia shouts.

“Alright, all you will have to make is the outer casing. The innards, like the barrel, we should leave as they are or it may affect ballistics. Now make the grip like this,” Tia says and shows me a sketched blue print.

It’s a Glock 20 grip, but a block-shaped hand guard flows from the trigger guard and connects into the butt, just above the base of the clip. That should adequately protect my fist when I’m wielding it. There’s a space between the base of the magazine and the butt on the Glock 20, but this modified version includes a six inch blade jutting down from that space, which is a dangerous idea unless you consider the fact that the blade can never cut me. Finally, sticking out of the bottom of the trigger guard and running parallel with the barrel is a half inch thick bar.

“What’s this bar here for?” I ask Tia.

“Ah! That is for catching your opponent’s blade and disarming them. When an opponent swings a sword at

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