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genius had already opened them up. I hadn’t predicted a victim attack in that short space of time, and that ruined things on the ground, that and Keswick. Even after a victim attack and Sanderson trying to kill him, he still managed to unlock the gates for us so the crash was sustained. And to think you blamed the poor guy.’
‘You’d have died in the crash too, though, you were on the airslicer.’
‘I would have happily died to see that woman burn,’ he said, and for the first time I saw an insane rage in his eyes, rather than the usual warmth. ‘Keswick was right about her; she’s a scourge to the world. Building these bases in dead zones is insane. She doesn’t care about the soldiers she leaves here. My daughter-' he cut himself off, and the light in his eyes darkened. ‘She sees casualties as statistics. So I’ve added her to them. Another casualty of war.’
‘You know the problem all evil geniuses have?’ I asked, doing the best I could to ignore the white hot pain in my hand.
‘Do tell me,’ he said.
‘You spend so much time gloating about how great your plan is that you distract yourself from an impending attack.’
He grinned, that gold tooth of his flashing in the lumalight. ‘You’re not going to attack me.’
‘No, but he is,’ I said, just as the victim gave a primal howl and collapsed onto Parker’s back, sinking its teeth into the soft flesh of his shoulder.
Parker screamed in pain from the bite, I screamed in pain because he crunched down on my hand, and the victim screamed in pain and fell backward when Parker punched him in the gut.
‘Shit!’ he screamed into the night, knowing as well as I did what a victim bite meant. ‘No. No, no, no.’
‘I thought you were happy to die for your cause?’ I said, taking the opportunity to pull my hand back and cradle it to my chest. The noises and the light were drawing victims to us and we were surrounded, I didn’t need light to know that. My hand wasn’t broken, but it hurt when I got my gun into position to pull the trigger, so I shifted it to my left side. My aim wouldn’t be as good but it was better than nothing.
The scrape of shoes on concrete was my guide as I pushed myself to my feet and began firing out into the darkness. I could hear when my shots hit home and every so often when I turned I would see the flash of red eyes in my lumalight. One pair was too close for comfort, so instead of firing I slammed my boot into its chest and it sprawled backwards into the dark, but another was soon taking its place, and then another grabbed my arm. I slammed my head back into its face and pain blossomed in the back of my skull, then something grabbed my ankle and pulled me down to the floor. This time it was Parker, and the victims had been at him too. The left side of his face was bleeding and I could see claw marks in his cheek.
‘I wasn’t an evil genius. I wasn’t evil. I just wanted revenge,’ he said. 'She was my little girl. Cartell sent her off to die and for what? For what? '
‘You were going to kill me too in that airslicer crash,’ I said. ‘And you were the one that told me to expect casualties in war. You can burn in hell for all I care.’
I pulled away from him and dodged a set of teeth that tried to bite into my arm. I rammed my elbow back and felt teeth shatter, then I spun around and smashed the butt of the gun through the top of the victim’s skull. Another hand reached out of the darkness to grab at me and I roundhouse kicked the body away from me, just as another hand grabbed my hair and yanked me backward. I nearly overbalanced but managed to find my feet just in time, and shot out blindly behind me until the grip loosened. I plucked the amputated hand from my tangle of hair and tossed it to the ground, then something pulled at my leg. Before I had time to look down I felt pain explode in my thigh and I crumpled to my knees, my hand clamping over the wound where warm blood was beginning to soak
‘You’d have died in the crash too, though, you were on the airslicer.’
‘I would have happily died to see that woman burn,’ he said, and for the first time I saw an insane rage in his eyes, rather than the usual warmth. ‘Keswick was right about her; she’s a scourge to the world. Building these bases in dead zones is insane. She doesn’t care about the soldiers she leaves here. My daughter-' he cut himself off, and the light in his eyes darkened. ‘She sees casualties as statistics. So I’ve added her to them. Another casualty of war.’
‘You know the problem all evil geniuses have?’ I asked, doing the best I could to ignore the white hot pain in my hand.
‘Do tell me,’ he said.
‘You spend so much time gloating about how great your plan is that you distract yourself from an impending attack.’
He grinned, that gold tooth of his flashing in the lumalight. ‘You’re not going to attack me.’
‘No, but he is,’ I said, just as the victim gave a primal howl and collapsed onto Parker’s back, sinking its teeth into the soft flesh of his shoulder.
Parker screamed in pain from the bite, I screamed in pain because he crunched down on my hand, and the victim screamed in pain and fell backward when Parker punched him in the gut.
‘Shit!’ he screamed into the night, knowing as well as I did what a victim bite meant. ‘No. No, no, no.’
‘I thought you were happy to die for your cause?’ I said, taking the opportunity to pull my hand back and cradle it to my chest. The noises and the light were drawing victims to us and we were surrounded, I didn’t need light to know that. My hand wasn’t broken, but it hurt when I got my gun into position to pull the trigger, so I shifted it to my left side. My aim wouldn’t be as good but it was better than nothing.
The scrape of shoes on concrete was my guide as I pushed myself to my feet and began firing out into the darkness. I could hear when my shots hit home and every so often when I turned I would see the flash of red eyes in my lumalight. One pair was too close for comfort, so instead of firing I slammed my boot into its chest and it sprawled backwards into the dark, but another was soon taking its place, and then another grabbed my arm. I slammed my head back into its face and pain blossomed in the back of my skull, then something grabbed my ankle and pulled me down to the floor. This time it was Parker, and the victims had been at him too. The left side of his face was bleeding and I could see claw marks in his cheek.
‘I wasn’t an evil genius. I wasn’t evil. I just wanted revenge,’ he said. 'She was my little girl. Cartell sent her off to die and for what? For what? '
‘You were going to kill me too in that airslicer crash,’ I said. ‘And you were the one that told me to expect casualties in war. You can burn in hell for all I care.’
I pulled away from him and dodged a set of teeth that tried to bite into my arm. I rammed my elbow back and felt teeth shatter, then I spun around and smashed the butt of the gun through the top of the victim’s skull. Another hand reached out of the darkness to grab at me and I roundhouse kicked the body away from me, just as another hand grabbed my hair and yanked me backward. I nearly overbalanced but managed to find my feet just in time, and shot out blindly behind me until the grip loosened. I plucked the amputated hand from my tangle of hair and tossed it to the ground, then something pulled at my leg. Before I had time to look down I felt pain explode in my thigh and I crumpled to my knees, my hand clamping over the wound where warm blood was beginning to soak
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