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The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 5: Defeat

Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

me. I followed him out of the house. He was already hoping into his SUV. “No way in fuckin' hell,” I muttered as I sprinted to the barn. “What's going on?” Heather asked, holding her daughter Donna. “We need to kill him!” The words hit me. We had to kill the Sheriff. He couldn't be allowed to escape. Everything we had worked for the last eight months would be ruined. We were so close to rescuing the Ghost from Hell. We only were waiting on Tammy's daughter to be born. I burst into the barn, heading right for the weapon cases. I pulled out an M16 from the box, slapped in a magazine, and racked the chamber. I strode out, aiming the rifle at the fleeing SUV. I flipped the selector to a three round burst and pulled the trigger. The M16 barked. Sparks flew on the Sheriff's SUV as he backed down the driveway to the road. I pulled the trigger again and again, the rifle thudding back into my shoulder. “Die!” I screamed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sheriff Caleb Barends My windshield turned into a cobweb of cracks as the first bullet punched through. Metal pinged and more glass rained down inside me. Small holes punched through the windshield. I couldn't see anything. I kept looking behind me, ducking low as I could as I floored it. My heart beat fast. More guns barked. I could only pray the dykes didn't have good aim. “Get me out of this, Living Gods. Don't let your enemies slay me.” Pain flared on my neck. I reached the road, backing around the corner. I put the car into drive ... and grabbed my radio. “Officer in distress, 28 Yale Road,” I screamed into the radio. My passenger window shattered, glass spraying across the seat. I floored it. “Officer in distress!” “Officer in distress, 28 Yale Road,” the dispatch answered, her voice sounding cool. “Which unit?” “The Sheriff!” I screamed. “I'm declaring a tac alert. All units are recalled. Full riot gear. Bust out the MRAP and the assault rifles.” “Copy that, Sheriff. All units, county wide tac alert. All off duty units are recalled.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Deidre Cheshire “Blow the mines,” I screamed as I burst out of the house. Rhonda May, Marybeth, and Kelly were firing at the fleeing SUV. He was already on Yale Road, flying towards the interstate. “Hurry! Before he's past them!” None of the three young women heard me over the bark of their M16s. Loud cracks filled the air, brass casing twinkling as they fell at their feet. I raced to the barn. I would do it myself. This was a complete disaster. What had gone wrong with the illusions? The gunshots stopped. The Sheriff was a half-mile down the road. Past our mines. “Dammit,” I gasped. “I'm so sorry,” Carla cried out. The redhead burst naked out of the house. She was crying, her body shaking. “It's all my fault. I-I dropped the illusion.” “How?” I demanded, panic and anger swirling inside me. “He's going to bring help.” “H-he fired his gun while he was in the illusion,” Carla answered. “You know how's he's been getting. He pulled it out and was ...