Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 999

Chapter 999: Freaky Monster

Two streets east, low in one of the rubble walls that had sealed the side roads since noon, a mail slot had been cut at knee height, and the barrel was back inside it before anyone found the flash.

Every eye in that square had been on the skyline, because snipers go on roofs. They had spent twenty seconds naming every roof in Kawanami. The thing had spent that time cutting itself a hole in a wall.

The round took the pachinko sign off its pylon a meter from Aria’s boots. And the sealed streets opened again, three chutes this time, shell-boars in front like rolling shields with the hounds flowing behind.

Nyx folded the lead boars’ charge back into their own front rank and said nothing about it.

Bastet’s dominion flattened one pack into the asphalt without her rising from her crouch. "It watched us choose those three locations. So it cut itself a slit we would never think to watch."

The square got loud. Around the medic and Oda, the squad’s shields locked under Alexandra’s spread of light. Kaiden and Calypso stayed on the wall through all of it.

"You all look way too tasty, but I’m oh so busy!" she bellowed at the boars between devastating hits.

The thing fired twice more through its loophole. Then it broke cover to relocate.

"It’s moving! East roofline, running north!" The halo flared white on every word, and Alice’s voice rang off it loud enough to bounce back from the shopfronts.

Luna rode the call. She poured down the east roofs as continuous lightning, caught it mid-leap between buildings where nothing alive can dodge, and opened its flank from hip to ribs with the Stormblade. Plate sheared away with a sound like a train braking.

The thing made no sound at all.

Aria’s lance arrived before it landed, a line of moonlight that nailed its hind leg to a rooftop through the joint.

For one full second, the fight was won. It hung pinned and leaking, and Luna was turning on the roof ridge with the Stormblade coming around for its neck.

Then it tore its own leg through the lance.

Plate and a rope of dark muscle tore free and stayed hanging on the moonlight. The thing dropped off the building’s far side onto three and a half legs, already at full speed before it finished landing.

It cleared the first intersection while the roof tiles it had kicked loose were still falling, and the asphalt kicked up behind it in a rooster tail of torn grit. Nothing that size should have been able to move like that. Nothing bleeding that hard should have wanted to.

"Oh no you don’t!"

Luna went after it and the roofline came apart under her, tile, gutter and chimney brick blowing back off every landing as she flickered from one to the next.

But to her shock, the gap between them refused to close.

"What is this BS? Stop running and fight, bitch!"

Aria crossed the rooftops behind her, silver and silent, moonlight pouring off her heels.

The tube-ridge on its spine spun up mid-stride.

It did not slow and it did not turn. The ridge simply rotated backward until it was pointing over its hindquarters at the two of them, and it hosed the roofline behind it while it ran.

"Luna!" Aria shouted.

The first burst took the roof out from under the Storm Valkyrie’s next step. She came through the debris cloud as a bolt of violet-white and kept going.

The second burst walked up the street toward Aria, and Aria did not dodge it. She flew straight down the middle of it, killing rounds out of the air with clipped little crescents, two and three at a time. Her face never once changed. Every round she killed was a round that never reached Luna’s back.

"Faster! It’s turning at the market!" Luna shouted it back over her shoulder without slowing.

The moonlight stopped falling behind it and started falling in front of it. Aria walled the intersection with a curtain of lances coming straight down, and for the first time all day the thing broke stride, hind claws shrieking across the asphalt as it slewed sideways into the mouth of a walled chute.

Luna was on it before it got through. The Stormblade went in under the plate at the base of its skull with all of her weight and all of her speed behind it, and it came out with a hand’s width of the blade shining wet.

It was not enough to get through that much stolen bone.

It went into the chute with her still hanging off its neck and kicked off the wall hard enough to peel her loose. Luna hit the far side of the street and rolled twice before she stopped.

By then the chute had swallowed it toward the river, and there was nothing at the end of it but dark.

Aria landed in the intersection with her hands still lit and did not fire again, because there was nothing left to fire at.

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