Free Vampire Apocalypse: A World Torn Asunder (Book 1) by Derek Gunn Page A

on his own. He could pace freely and count down the
remaining seconds. He looked again at his watch and felt a calm
suddenly come over him as all the tension passed.
    It was time.
    He bent down, picked up the axe
from the grass and smiled when he saw that his hand no longer
shook.
    Harris waited until the guards
on sentry passed his position and then dropped from the tree. They
would take only ten minutes to complete a full circuit of the
complex, so he hurried over to the fence and began to climb. When
he reached the top he threw a rubber mat over the barbed wire to
protect himself. He looked around quickly to make sure he hadn’t
been seen and then pulled himself over and dropped to the ground.
He checked his backpack was secure, pulled an Uzi machine pistol
from its holster on his hip, and then disappeared into the
darkness.
    Sandra Harrington sighted along
the aiming bubble at the end of the crossbow. The subject of her
attention was a thrall in the east tower. She followed his pacing
for a second and then allowed herself to exhale slowly. She forced
herself to relax and said a quiet prayer. Her finger squeezed the
trigger and she felt the weapon snap back against her shoulder.
Many thoughts raced through her mind. Would her training pay off?
Would she miss and cause the alarm to be raised?
    The thrall suddenly jerked
upright and then crumpled silently to the floor of the tower.
Sandra smiled grimly and allowed the crossbow to swing from its
strap. She looked again at her watch and then began to climb.
     
     

Chapter 7
    “My Lord, the prisoners are all
assembled as per your instructions.” The captain of the guard rose
from his knees and began his report. “The cameras will be ready in
five minutes.”
    “Excellent,” Nero replied and
turned away to view the proceedings.
    The cameras had been his idea.
Screens had been set up everywhere and they would pipe the feed all
over the city. He smiled at the thought of the terror this massacre
would instil in the cattle. The serum might take away their ability
to act independently, but it didn’t stop them from being petrified.
Maybe this will make these rebels think twice before attacking
their masters.
    Harris hurried through the
darkness toward the motor pool. A line of jeeps and trucks were
parked neatly in three lanes, and he ran through them to the fuel
dump at the far end. He shook a number of cans and grunted in
satisfaction when he found one almost full. Then he slipped back
between the vehicles. He laid a trail behind him, removed petrol
caps and sprinkled petrol liberally around the whole area. When he
reached the last vehicle he poured the remaining fuel in a line
leading back to the fuel dump.
    When he was satisfied he checked
around the grounds for sentries and sneered when he saw that most
of them had given up their patrols to view the proceedings in the
centre of the camp.
    Morbid bastards, he thought, and
then slipped silently toward the barracks.
    Tyrone Johnson could feel his
heart thumping in his chest and sweat trickling down his face. He
fought to remain still, but couldn’t help pressing his left arm
tighter against his side to ensure that the miniature crossbow was
still strapped there. His eyes moved wildly from side to side while
he took note of the each of the vampires” positions.
    Jesus! They were terrifying up
close. They moved with such grace and assurance that he began to
wonder how a pitifully small crossbow could do anything but piss
them off. Was Harris mad? Were they all mad? He could feel his
muscles spasm in fear and he clamped his teeth tightly together to
stop them chattering. He was convinced that they would smell his
fear any second and set upon him before the others were in position
but he forced himself to remain as still as he could. Jesus, how
did he get himself in this position? He liked Harris, he really
did, but he would have to have some strong words with the boy after
this. If there was an after.
    He had expected to be