Excerpt:
Goth Girl screeched and fell back,
landing with a dull thump on the floor.
A sizzling hole the size of a grapefruit vented her lower torso. She gasped, convulsed and then went limp,
sightless eyes stared at the ceiling.
“Oh my God!”
Dread jerked back just in time to
avoid a direct hit. The black locks
sheared from the side of her head leaving tiny tendrils of smoke spiraling up.
“You sonofabitch!” she screamed, starting out the door. “I’ll
kill you!”
Shagal crashed through, barreling
into Dread as they dropped in a writhing heap of arms and legs.
Nose to nose, he snarled, “Are you
crazy female?”
“He shot my hair,” she screeched,
eyes flaring. “I’m gonna kill ‘im.”
Kara rushed to the doorway and took
up Dread’s position, firing a haphazard spread of glowing bursts. Her peripheral vision caught sight of
Mordaq’s silvery white braids flying out as he spun, plowing through the line
of Deg’Nara. He tossed the plasma gun
aside, whipping out the formidable Tar. The weapon slashed and diced. Alien soldiers crumpled. The huge Warrior was holding his own—and then
some!
Shagal scrambled up, grabbed Goth
Girl’s weapon and leapt out the door, both hands firing as he charged into the
chaos. Biker Chick glanced their way,
shrugged in resigned acceptance, and then jumped, following him into the fracas.
“You dumbasses!” Dread screamed an
anguished wail of unrestrained terror.
“You’re gonna get killed out there!”
“We’re going to get killed in
here,” Anne snuffled against her sleeve.
She reached over and gently slipped the dead girl’s eyelids down. “We don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of
surviving this.”
“Says you,” Kara muttered, snapping
off another round. “I plan on getting
naked with Tegan and doing the nasty again.”
Dread’s head whipped, her mouth
dropped open, dark eyes rounding. “You
screwed Lord Tegan?”
Another burst of pulsing
light. “Yep and I’m gonna do it again as
soon as I get a chance, so shut up and shoot the bad guys.”
“Like I said,” Anne hissed. “We don’t have a snowball’s chance in
hell.” She pointed. “Look over there.”
A vehicle emerged from the Deg’Nara
ship. Heavily armored, squat and ugly,
its outward appearance comparable to an armored tank. The upper portion lifted, swiveled, and then
retracted, a barrel-like object coming to rest directly in line with their
position. The machine rumbled forward on
clanking metallic treads.
Kara’s lips quivered, her teeth
chattered. They couldn’t fight that frickin’ thing!
A flash of light hit the edge of
the door nearby showering sparks, the brilliant array blinding her for a few
long moments. She blinked, attempting to
clear the white spots clogging her vision.
I’m
going to die and I’ll never see Tegan again!
Self-pitying tears flooded her eyes
and spilled down her cheeks.
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