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Burned Cover
Erika Walker has a problem. Her mother isn’t who she says she is. An urban-fantasy set in supernatural Chicago. -
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31 – i – Forewarned is Forearmed
The Tower hopped from rooftop to rooftop, scaled wings letting him glide between the larger gaps. His wings weren’t powerful enough to generate real lift, requiring the use of his claws to scale a larger building. He could grow them larger, but they would have to be an absurd size to actually carry him into the air. So he clawed up the side of the old, abandoned clinic, pausing only once as he thought he heard a distant cry for help. Listening, he couldn’t hear more than the din of Chicago’s night…-
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30 – The Carrion _____
“нⷩiͥiͥ,̓ hͪiͥiͥ,̓ hͪiͥiͥ…” Jack didn’t get the chance to step forward. Leslie fired twice, lever action flashing with the speed at which he actuated it. A flash of blue hit Jack in the chest and thigh, spreading out like a paintball, only to keep spreading—cracking. Her flesh turned to ice, frozen solid, only for the effect to stop abruptly the moment it reached one of her many tattoos. “Hya!” Rick shouted, bringing down his blade. Jack hopped back, bringing up her knee.…-
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29 – Can Eternally Lie
Erika stood with her neck craned upwards despite staring down into the chasm. The disorienting vertigo made her wobble where she stood, even with a hand placed against the car to steady her. If she fell, she was far enough away that she wouldn’t fall over the edge of the cliff. Probably. Turning to the approaching Emperor removed the sensation that she might fall, letting her stomach settle, but seeing the Carrion Eater in full gave her another hit of vertigo. More than its sheer size—which was…-
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28 – That Which Cannot Die
The birds did not follow. The SUVs carried on down the new path The Emperor carved towards the mountainous terror bird, but none of the birds were interested in them anymore. They stayed clear, still dotting the red skies in the distance, back toward the bridge, but without approaching. On one hand, it meant they weren’t having to fight endless hordes off while driving. On the other, Erika wondered what they were wary of. Nya said they feared the Carrion Eater, but it hadn’t moved since…-
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The Maid entered and exited the lounge three times, each with an accompanying narration. She tried an aloof, cool entrance, in which her… character pointed finger guns and winked at various people around the room—she slathered some gel through her hair, sweeping it back like some fifties greaser. Her next attempt was a more dainty, princess-like approach, gracefully entering the room with her hands clasped together and her hair in long ringlets that should have taken hours to style… though she still…
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22 – The Factions of Chicago
Erika would have said that cliques formed all around the lounge as each new arrival joined the gathering, but that wasn’t accurate. It was more like cliques arrived, already pre-made, and most people didn’t venture away from their own little circles. Even Erika wasn’t immune, sitting on the armrest of one couch while The Hermit lounged across the rest of it. The Hunters were nearby, still quietly talking with Barry. Sweeping her eyes over the room, Erika couldn’t help her interest. Sure, they…-
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21 – Masquerade
“I think we just got spirited away,” Rick said, van pulled over to the side of an old dirt road. He leaned out the window, glaring back at the odd pair of trees they just passed through. Erika craned back to stare as well. A pair of trees, entirely unassuming, flanked the road. She could see the difference between their side of the trees and the far side. They had just been driving through the outskirts of Chicago with everything stained red-orange from the dying light of the day. All that orange…-
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20 – Dress to Impress
“I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do with a grenade launcher,” Sofia groaned as she tried on one of Anna’s padded biker leathers. “Like, the glue canisters are the only thing I’ve got that isn’t indiscriminately deadly. Do I use them and hope Erika can ignore them or do I get everyone killed?” Erika laced up a new pair of combat boots—a gift from The Gadget. She wasn’t sure what she had done to warrant such affection, but she sure wasn’t going to turn down fancy shoes.…-
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“Alright. I’m at the spot,” Erika said into her walkie-talkie. Steelworker’s Park was a park. It featured grassy open areas, a fair number of trees, paved paths to walk or jog along, occasional benches… the usual park affairs. Lake Michigan stretched out to the horizon, and a few people were out fishing. The park’s main claim to fame was the large lumps of iron placed around as decorative art pieces and the remnants of an old steelworker’s plant—concrete walls converted into a climbing…
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