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looking up at the General. "You want to use that murdering fanatic as an asset?"
Milner shrugged, " Yultorot is like all the rest. He can give us a dozen important targets and do us more good in the field than in some prison. I told you, I've been doing this job longer than you have been alive. You should have done as you were told. Now, you'll have to pay the consequences."
Vic was lifted back to his feet by his captors and struggled to get as close to the General's face as he could, "I hope you burn in hell for this. I hope the dead souls of all those children drag you down where you belong."
The General sniffed and said, "Grow up. You're going to have a long, long time to think about all this, but at least you'll be around people you know. You've put almost as many people in Gratersfield Penitentiary as you did the morgue."
The soldiers cranked Vic's arms behind his back until he cursed and pushed him away from the General before he could respond. They were taking him to the ship. Vic's mind reeled as it tried to catch up to what was happening when he heard the far away whine of what sounded like a thruster failing. He looked up in the air and said, "No way."
Flame sputtered out of two jetpacks attached to Monster, strapped to his body to support his massive weight but unable to compensate for the rapid way he was careening toward the planet's surface. His space chute was shredded and the wind whistled through it as he dropped, almost as loud as the Mantipor's yelling.
The soldiers scattered to get out of the way of the four-hundred pound meteorite, and even the guards holding Vic had to stop and watch as Monster collided with the ground. An enormous cloud of dust kicked into the air on impact, making the ground under their feet ripple and shift. Monster shot to his feet and tore off the jetpacks, snarling ferociously like an animal at the sight of his captain being restrained. "Let… him… go!"
"Take that thing down," the general ordered. "Non-lethal."
Two of the nearest soldiers fired at Monster, sending electrically charged probes through the air as fast as bullets that stuck in the fur of his arm and side, sparking with energy. They probes sizzled and sparked, sending waves of bright blue current through the creature's body, making him roar in pain. Monster tore out the probes and lunged at the nearest solider, grabbing him by the face and tossing him at the others like a bowling ball.
"Again!" Milner shouted.
Two more soldiers fired, their probes sinking deep into Monster's neck and chest. The enormous beast dropped to one knee but he roared and fought through the pain, lurching forward and swinging at the nearest soldier. The man's body cartwheeled across the grass and smashed into the alley entrance. "Let him go!" Monster bellowed.
A half dozen soldiers threw themselves in front of Vic and raised their rifles, the red dots of their sites painting the Mantipor's blackened and scorched fur. "Switch to lethal measures," Milner said.
"Stop!" Vic cried out. "Big Man! Stand down, please. That's an order."
Monster skidded to a halt, looming high over the terrified soldiers, glaring down at them with red, furious eyes. General Milner walked around to Monster's side and raised his sidearm, firing two electrical probes at point blank range at the Mantipor's face. Monster groaned as electricity circled his head and his eyes rolled back into his skull. The great beast staggered and finally collapsed backwards, unconscious. The air stunk of singed hair and ozone.
Milner shut off his weapon and said, "Find restraints big enough to hold him and drag his sorry behind on board. Since he wants to be with you so badly, he can go to Gratersfield too for all I care."
Vic watched them dig the probes out of Monster's skull and cursed at them, telling them to be careful, even as the soldiers dragged him away. His boots left trenches in the mud
Milner shrugged, " Yultorot is like all the rest. He can give us a dozen important targets and do us more good in the field than in some prison. I told you, I've been doing this job longer than you have been alive. You should have done as you were told. Now, you'll have to pay the consequences."
Vic was lifted back to his feet by his captors and struggled to get as close to the General's face as he could, "I hope you burn in hell for this. I hope the dead souls of all those children drag you down where you belong."
The General sniffed and said, "Grow up. You're going to have a long, long time to think about all this, but at least you'll be around people you know. You've put almost as many people in Gratersfield Penitentiary as you did the morgue."
The soldiers cranked Vic's arms behind his back until he cursed and pushed him away from the General before he could respond. They were taking him to the ship. Vic's mind reeled as it tried to catch up to what was happening when he heard the far away whine of what sounded like a thruster failing. He looked up in the air and said, "No way."
Flame sputtered out of two jetpacks attached to Monster, strapped to his body to support his massive weight but unable to compensate for the rapid way he was careening toward the planet's surface. His space chute was shredded and the wind whistled through it as he dropped, almost as loud as the Mantipor's yelling.
The soldiers scattered to get out of the way of the four-hundred pound meteorite, and even the guards holding Vic had to stop and watch as Monster collided with the ground. An enormous cloud of dust kicked into the air on impact, making the ground under their feet ripple and shift. Monster shot to his feet and tore off the jetpacks, snarling ferociously like an animal at the sight of his captain being restrained. "Let… him… go!"
"Take that thing down," the general ordered. "Non-lethal."
Two of the nearest soldiers fired at Monster, sending electrically charged probes through the air as fast as bullets that stuck in the fur of his arm and side, sparking with energy. They probes sizzled and sparked, sending waves of bright blue current through the creature's body, making him roar in pain. Monster tore out the probes and lunged at the nearest solider, grabbing him by the face and tossing him at the others like a bowling ball.
"Again!" Milner shouted.
Two more soldiers fired, their probes sinking deep into Monster's neck and chest. The enormous beast dropped to one knee but he roared and fought through the pain, lurching forward and swinging at the nearest soldier. The man's body cartwheeled across the grass and smashed into the alley entrance. "Let him go!" Monster bellowed.
A half dozen soldiers threw themselves in front of Vic and raised their rifles, the red dots of their sites painting the Mantipor's blackened and scorched fur. "Switch to lethal measures," Milner said.
"Stop!" Vic cried out. "Big Man! Stand down, please. That's an order."
Monster skidded to a halt, looming high over the terrified soldiers, glaring down at them with red, furious eyes. General Milner walked around to Monster's side and raised his sidearm, firing two electrical probes at point blank range at the Mantipor's face. Monster groaned as electricity circled his head and his eyes rolled back into his skull. The great beast staggered and finally collapsed backwards, unconscious. The air stunk of singed hair and ozone.
Milner shut off his weapon and said, "Find restraints big enough to hold him and drag his sorry behind on board. Since he wants to be with you so badly, he can go to Gratersfield too for all I care."
Vic watched them dig the probes out of Monster's skull and cursed at them, telling them to be careful, even as the soldiers dragged him away. His boots left trenches in the mud
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