Previously I send Doc out for a burner phone. When he returns we say our reasonably polite goodbye. He’s going to ground for a while until things cool down. He’ll be fine. Kate is mostly pleased just to have us out of the garage and to get back to the business of animal healing, not … Continue reading The Last Assassin: Part 5 →

Previously When the sun rises, so do Kronos and I to make the trip to see this Council. A small fleet of vehicles arrive in the suburb, brimming with tough looking mortals with sunglasses. Some of them are shiny with nervous sweat, it is too cool a morning for anything else. Kanati guides us to … Continue reading Hyperion 2: Part 4 →

Previously “Is he dead?” It’s a girl’s voice that filters into the darkness that I live in now. At least it feels like I do. I sort of recognize it. I think. “Sadly, no.” This time a man speaks, one that usually uses grunts. Doc. “Be nice! The girl is concerned!” A woman. Her voice … Continue reading The Last Assassin: Part 4 →

Previously I wake, opening my eyes slowly. I expect drab gray ceilings and walls, that everything will have been a dream and I will be waking up in Tartarus once again. I expect a prison. I am pleasantly surprised by sunlight pouring in through a window over my head while my hands touch smooth sheets … Continue reading Hyperion 2: Part 3 →

Previously The flashbang should shatter my eardrums and demolish my retinas, at least temporarily. It doesn't. Nova. The air roars with light and sound but it doesn't get further than a foot and a half away from the device. Which means the first pair of boots to come down the stairs is expecting us to … Continue reading The Last Assassin: Part 3 →