1. 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

    putting it in the illusion's mouth, making her suck it. When he came, he pulled the trigger. It startled me.” “Lionesses!” Latonya, the cheer captain shouted as she poured out of the house. “Let's arm up and get out to the fence.” The Boone High cheerleaders had determined faces as they pulled out their M16's and handguns, tucking the sidearms into their pleated skirts. Latonya looked fierce, her ebony face hard as stone. “Let's hurry, ladies,” she clapped. “We've drilled this.” “What are we going to do?” Carla sniffled. “Pull yourself together,” I told her. “You can't fall to pieces right now.” “Right,” she nodded as another sob wracked her body. “I'm trying. My hand won't stop shaking.” The cheerleaders raced to the prepared trenches dug in the field along the driveway. Rhonda May and her twin sister joined them along with a few of the older women. This was a complete, fucking disaster. “Heather,” I barked at the redhead standing in the center, her face pale with shock. “Yes, Miss Cheshire?” she stammered. “Get Tammy and all the infants into the basement with their mothers.” “What about Ursula, Kelly, and Latonya?” Right, three of the cheerleaders were mothers, and they were already out in the trenches. “Have Cheryl-Lynn, Dr. Savitri, and Nevada watch their daughters.” “And let Lynn watch my Annabeth,” Carla added. “Hurry, Heather,” I snapped at the young woman. “The cops are going to be racing here.” “Should we activate the shield?” Carla whispered. Once the shield was ...
    activated, there was no hiding what we were to the world. It would be a sign. The Theocracy would bring every ounce of its power upon us. Mark and Mary had solidified their control over half the world and all of the Americas. I knew this would come to end one day, but if the Theocracy learned about us, it would be far sooner. Maybe before we had even rescued the Ghost “If we have to activate it, we will. But if we can somehow defeat these cops, then we might get out of this. We have the charms. We can shield ourselves from their weapons. The Sheriff is proud. He won't call in help. If we can destroy the cops, that could buy us a few more days.” Carla nodded, hope blooming in her green eyes. I wanted to believe my words so bad. But despair was nibbling away at me. I pushed it down. I had to be strong. I led these thirty women here. This was all my plan. “Carla, let's man the mines. We'll be ready to detonate them when they come down the road.” “Okay.” She swallowed. “We're going to kill them, Deidre.” I winced at the pain in her voice. “They'll be tryin' to kill us,” I answered. “What we're doin' is a death sentence these days.” “Fucking Mark and Mary,” spat Carla. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sheriff Caleb Barends My neck throbbed. One of those cunt's had grazed me. I patched it up as I waited for back-up on I-84 at the turnoff to Yale Road. Just a cunt hair over and the bullet would have struck my carotid artery and I would have bled out. My body trembled as the adrenaline ...
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