Tales of BlackStar E-Book

Rayden Haslyn

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2014

Beschreibung

Tell me, and be honest. Who says that there's no such things as monsters? People who haven't seen them themselves! Follow BlackStar through his first two adventures as he protects the world in his own violent way as he stops the Sigma organization from world domination.

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Rayden Haslyn

Tales of BlackStar

Adventures One and Two

I would like to dedicate this to all of my friends and family, but mostly one guy who's been my inspiration on how to few life. No matter how many times life punches you in the gut, you have to keep going.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

BlackStar and The Spider's Nest

"If I were you," I stated, "I'd take the shot now Fiona."

"I need a second to concentrate first." Fiona replied. "Let's see you try to shoot a Flapper Demon that's flying around a eighty miles an hour." She peered through the scope of her sniper rifle. Below us, the Flapper Demon flew around as it tried to avoid getting shot.

"You should take the shot now." I said.

"I need to concentrate." she protested.

"Take the shot."

"Not ready yet."

"It's going to get away! You're gonna lose it!"

"I need a sec-"

"Fiona! Fiona! Fiona! Fiona!"

"Oh forget it!" Fiona pulled the trigger swiftly, sending a silver bullet towards the demon. It struck the demon right in the center, splitting it in half. The demon fell to the ground and disappered in a cloud of black smoke. Fiona spun around to look at me, her eyes as red as blood.

"There! I took the freaking shot! It's dead! Are you happy now?!"

I smiled slightly. "Are you just a treat?"

(Wait...what the heck are you? Yes you! The one who just dropped down into the middle of my life! *Sigh*... Fine, you can stay. Just... don't think any of this is fake. Listen, I don't have much time to explain, but remember that this is real life ok? I'll explain as the story goes along.)

"So that's your field report?" Lady Haslyn (my boss) asked me.

"Yup." I answered.

"You were taking a walk through central park."

"Yup."

“And you somehow saw a pack of rouge Sigma Demons.”

“Yes.”

“So you, and I quote, ‘decided to put them out of there misery by-”

“By slaughtering all of them and shotting them down.” I finished the sentence. “Seriously, did we not just go over this?”

Lady Haslyn sighed. “This is exactly why you should stop taking walks.”

“No, this is exactly why you should hook up some god dang cable in this place!” I replied. “Do you know how boring it is to live here without even Comcast to entertain you? I’m a growing boy. I need my television.”

“We’ll handle that later.” She stated. “But right now, I have another mission for you and Fiona.”

“Lay it on me. I’m all ears.” (Not like I really cared anyway. I just need to get out of this place.)

“For the past few day, our intellagence have noticed some unusual activities happening in the country of Ireland. We have reason to belive that these events are also unnatural.”

I raised my eyebrow. “How unnatural are we talking?” I asked.

“Disapperences of various citizens, civilians acting in very strange ways.” She answered. “Pretty much what you would expect them to be doing.”

“Sigma’s at it again.” I smiled. “And this time, they sent leprechans. We’re hunting tiny irish people now.”

“You’re not hunting leprechans!’ Lady Haslyn shouted. “Can’t you be serious for at least five minutes?”

“Wait a second...Is Samual there?” I asked. (Samual is Lady Haslyn’s butlar. He has an awesome english accent!)

“Yes?” Lady Haslyn replied, puzzled.

“Can I talk to him?”

“You’re on speaker phone. He’s right here.”

“Hey! Samual!”

“Yes sir?”