There were no monsters. The pilots’ frantic maydays reported a bullish woman with wings ripping their canopies off. Porn sex At least I think it was. Two more soldiers huddled on the side of the vehicle, firing their weapons in the same direction. They would be inconsolable, and in their grief they could spread a new plague. I glanced askance at Thamina. It was hard to tell with the angry clouds above. “Blackmail, Lilith?” Mark asked. More monstrous women rushed the soldiers, covered by the asphalt missiles. Six hundred yards down I-5 a mass of monsters waited, dark shapes in the driving rain. Lana, Chantelle, and Thamina leapt to obey, carving holes in the air to the Shadows. A bullish, winged woman dropped on the Stryker from the sky, the vehicle rocking on its four axles, groaning in protest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Noel Heinrich – Patriot’s Headquarters, Montana
“They found a girl,” Wyatt said as I stepped out of the portal from the Shadows. Hundreds had already died and thousands were falling sick. A thousand monsters out of the darkest nightmares of mankind.
