Chapter 66
Dec. 23rd, 2005 12:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
“Continuation of Armageddon”
No one waited for the monster to attack, they continued with all the power they held.
Sanchez blasted Kane from one side, Vaskania from the other.
Claus move forward on the thing while William Wetfoot guided Muntz out of the line of fire.
Dante ran right for the oncoming goliath. Her twin 45’s trained their fire into the place that she hoped would at least give this male bastard some pain.
He looked surprised that he felt what she was doing, but it did not slow him.
He reached down to pick up the detective, but a blast from the Baron’s sword tipped him away.
William Wetfoot picked up his friend and moved her away, knowing he could be disintegrated by a mere thought from the enemy.
Ethel Muntz found herself standing again. She swore she was not done.
Claus tripped on something and fell hard on the ground. Most of those around heard the bone snap, and the grunt that followed was telling. He never stopped pointing his weapon at the being that loomed above him.
Sanchez ran to Claus’s aid, laying down cover fire from his talisman, and dragged the man behind what was, at some time in the past, a car.
Harriett flipped over a fence and began emptying round after round into her opponent.
There was a roar from the giant beast. It was equal parts anger and pain.
The second after the sound all the other sounds stopped.
All the weapons were disabled.
Ethel Muntz tried to fire her will at the thing, but it was no longer functional.
Sanchez looked at Claus, and they both knew they were now unarmed. Sanchez took his hunting knife from his boot, stood and threw it at Kane.
The beast knocked the sliver of iron away like a bothersome gnat.
The Baron leapt from a tree top onto the shoulders of the evil thing. He stabbed his sword into the throat of his enemy.
Kane brushed him off with one unconcerned hand.
“It’s over,” it mumbled, “You’ve lost.”
Though no one said anything, they knew he was right.
© 2005 by C. Wayne Owens