The Prophet of Starfall: Episode 14

“I asked you a question,” Jericho said. “Why did you shoot me?”

Realizing that he was up against something far greater than he, John Stafford quickly considered his options then with renewed vigor again pressed the pistol to Charlene Reynolds’ neck.

“Don’t come any closer or she dies,” Stafford demanded.

Then backing out of the hallway, he yelled, “Beschütze mich!”

Immediately, clones poured into the room and formed a line, keeping anyone from following Stafford.

“What now?” Elisabeth asked.

“They will not let us pass without a fight,” 4 21 said.

“That’s pretty obvious, but we’ve got to do something. As much as I don’t like that woman, we can’t just stay back and let him kill her,” Elisabeth pointed out.

Jericho cracked his knuckles and said,

“Okay. Listen. You two take off through the hole in the ceiling and head them off while I make a path through these goons.”

4 21 retrieved his guns and flew up and out while Elisabeth stayed behind.

“What about Nathan?” she asked.

“He’s out there somewhere,” Jericho said.

“You left him alone?” Elisabeth exclaimed.

“He didn’t give me much choice. Quit worrying about Nathan and go help Reynolds,” Jericho insisted.

When Elisabeth hesitated, he added, “Nathan will be fine.”

As Jericho lowered himself to the floor like a football lineman and charged the wall of clones, Elisabeth spread her wings and shot through the ceiling with a gust of wind.

High above the facility, she caught up with 4 21.

“It seems we have a second army laying siege to the front gate,” he said.

Elisabeth looked down and saw Kyran McAddams and his men tearing through the front gate.

“That’s Ian McAddams’ men. I bet he’s here for the virus,” she figured.

“We must not let a weapon of that magnitude fall into the hands of our enemy,” 4 21 insisted.

“Of course not,” Elisabeth agreed, “but shouldn’t we rescue Reynolds first?”

The idea of helping Reynolds made her feel sick, but she knew it was the right thing to do. She couldn’t ignore someone in trouble just because she despised them.

“You are correct,” 4 21 said. “Let us make our way to the front entrance.”

Looking back at the building, 4 21 said,

“I wonder how far Jericho has advanced.”

Elisabeth followed his gaze to the hole they had just flown through. After the two of them had watched for a few moments, Elisabeth was about to give up when one of the clones shot through the roof of the building and spiraled end over end before crashing into a car in the parking lot.

Almost instantly, the brute pulled himself free from the wreckage and stood up.

Elisabeth looked at 4 21 and said,

“I’m guessing about that far.”

 

*          *          *

 

As he headed for the main building, Nathan heard a loud crash and stopped just in time to see one of Dr. Gishlain’s clones crash into a parked car. He looked up and saw Elisabeth and 4 21 hovering just over the building.

Suddenly a hot flash tore through his temple and everything blurred as he saw a vision as clear as though it were in front of him.

Kyran McAddams had seen the clone crash into the parked car and figured he knew where Jericho was.

“He’s inside already,” he told his men. “Do what you want with the others, but he’s mine to deal with.”

A flash of light caught his eye and he looked up.

“Somebody’s up there,” he said. “Shoot them down.”

At the command, one of his men broke away from the group, positioned himself, and raised his rifle. Taking aim, he fired, shooting first Elisabeth and then 4 21 before either could react.

Both Elisabeth and 4 21 fell, dead before they hit the ground.

 

*          *          *

 

Nathan snapped out of the vision and quickly looked in the direction he had seen the sniper. The gunman was already moving into position. Nathan knew he had only seconds, not enough time to get to the man and stop him.

With a heavy sigh, Nathan grabbed his revolver.

“I guess this makes number one,” he said.

Taking aim at the sniper, he pulled the trigger sending a bullet tearing from the barrel, dragging with it a stream of fire. As the bullet cut through the air, it struck the gunman, throwing him to the ground just as the dial on the revolver clicked to one.

Nathan felt nauseous, but he knew he had no other choice. Holstering the weapon, he started up the bike and continued on his way to the front entrance of the building.

 

*          *          *

 

Pinned down by security forces, Kyran McAddams and his father’s men returned fire.

Suddenly an explosion loud enough to be heard over the gunfire caught his attention.

When he turned to see what it was, he saw Nathan Nichols headed toward the front entrance. Elisabeth and 4 21 stood waiting for him at the front doors.

Pointing toward Nathan, Kyran gave the order,

“While we get the virus, kill him and bring me his head. Do it right this time. Then kill the woman. I’ll deal with 4 21 and Jericho.”

“Sir,” Otis Morton said, “there’s no way through.”

Kyran McAddams became enraged. He was done playing nice.

Moving out from behind cover, he held out his arms, palms together. Suddenly his hands began to glow. When he separated his palms, a ball of energy formed, growing larger and larger until his hands were shoulder length apart. Then turning his hands outward towards the security blockade, he shot out a beam of energy the size of a tractor-trailer. It tore free with the sound of a hundred explosions and burned a path through the blockade and the men who didn’t get out of the way in time.

“Now go!” he barked.

 

*          *          *

 

Just inside the lobby, Nathan dove to the floor as a force of energy burned away part of the building, barely missing them.

“What was that?” Elisabeth asked.

“Garrison,” Nathan said.

Elisabeth went pale for a moment just before the door behind them exploded outwards and Jericho came charging through holding a clone in front of him like a shield.

“Hey, you found him,” he said, tossing the clone aside and shaking off the dust.

“Where’s Stafford?” Elisabeth asked.

“Afraid I lost track of him,” Jericho explained. “These things are tough and determined. Hard to get rid of. Kind of like trying to get gum out of your hair.”

When he saw the burned remains of the building, he asked,

“What happened?”

“Garrison,” Nathan answered.

“Wow! He really wants that virus,” Jericho said.

“So what are we doing about Stafford?” Elisabeth asked.

“I know where he went,” Nathan said.

“You two go get him. 4 21 and I will take care of this,” Jericho suggested.

“Come on, Elisabeth!” Nathan said, heading toward the hall.

As Elisabeth followed, no one seemed to notice Otis Morton and Joseph Horton slip past Jericho and 4 21 and race down the hall after Nathan and Elisabeth.

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