Dillon Hunt And The Desert Oasis Resort, Chad Stewart [hot novels to read .TXT] 📗
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The old man’s eyes rolled back into his head from the pain, then he felt himself falling. He hit the ground hard and felt pain shooting through his body. Everything was spinning. He didn’t know if he was dead or still alive. Then he heard a familiar voice speaking to him.
“Tom Tom! Tom Tom!” came the voice.
His eyes fluttered open and there, staring at him from above, was John!
“You okay old friend?” John asked frantically. “Speak to me!”
“You need to shave,” replied Tom Tom weakly as he tried to smile.
John laughed. “Come on then. We need to get you out of here.”
“What happened to the snake-thing?”
“I gave it a cocktail of acidic chemicals to take it down a notch,” John replied. “It’s not going to bother anyone again.”
Tom Tom looked over at the creature only a few feet away writhing on the ground in absolute agony. It appeared to be in its death throes. “You got anymore of that?” he asked.
“Unfortunately not,” replied John as he placed one of Tom Tom’s arms around his neck. “I have no more compounds to use. The others are on their own with that.” He turned slightly to note the battle that was going on by the cages with Troy, Jordan, and Derek. They saw Derek go down and Jordan knock the creature into the cages again.
“That kid’s got spirit,” Tom Tom remarked.
“He has more than that,” John replied cryptically. “Let’s hope it’s enough,” he finished as he began moving Tom Tom to the other side of the room, careful to avoid those who would never have a chance to leave again.
Dillon ran across the room as fast as his feet would carry him. He glanced back and saw that the spider was in pursuit and gaining on him. He looked down at the syringe while he ran and knew that he only had one shot at this. At that moment he realized he couldn’t be concerned with the spider-thing right now. He knew what he had to do.
Troy came at Jordan with all his fury! The teenager met the charge. He balled up his hand into a tight fist and punched Troy right in the stomach as he came in. He could tell that the blow had hurt the creature, but Troy didn’t relent from his attack. He swung his fist around and nailed Jordan right in the face. Jordan’s head rocked to the side, but he shook off the blow.
Jordan punched again, this time hitting him in the face. Troy’s head snapped back from the blow. The creature grabbed Jordan around the throat with his other hand and punched him in the stomach. The kid felt that one! But he shook off the pain and came in again with another punch, screaming as he did. Troy took the punch and pulled back again with his free hand, opening it as he did, showing his terrible claws, claws that were surely going to disembowel the kid. Somehow Jordan managed to grab the beast’s wrist and deflect the oncoming blow. One claw managed to glance across Jordan’s side, drawing a line of blood. Jordan winced from the pain, but took the opportunity to kick out at Troy’s leg. He hit him solidly in the upper thigh which caused the monster to stumble a little.
Troy quickly recovered and hoisted Jordan up by the neck and slammed him against the wall. The boy didn’t give in but continued to trade blows with the creature. Blood started to flow from both of their faces. Jordan realized that the Centrigenix must also have pain dampening properties in order to endure this amount of punishment, as he seemed to be holding his own against the ferocious beast.
He felt Troy’s grip tightening, trying to close off his air supply. He shot his free hand up and grabbed the creature’s arm. He started to press down with all his enhanced might. The strength of the two opponents seemed comparable to each other as Jordan couldn’t break the hold. He dropped the bar and grabbed on with his other hand and started to scream as he pressed down on the creature’s wrist, trying to break the hold.
Troy reached back with his other hand, winding up for another strike. Jordan started to gasp—Troy’s grip was beginning to have an affect and he couldn’t break the hold. He could feel the creature’s claws digging into the back of his neck as he continued to squeeze the life out of him.
Troy roared! Jordan knew that he was about to enter into darkness and he was certain he wouldn’t be coming out of it.
Jordan gasped, trying desperately to get air into his lungs. Troy pulled back his free arm and readied to deliver the final blow. The beast snarled, but then suddenly glanced to the side.
Dillon crashed into the creature and plunged the syringe into the arm that was holding his brother. Troy instantly let go of Jordan and began to scream as he held his arm. Jordan crumpled to the ground holding his throat and gasping. The spider that was chasing Dillon leaped for the young boy, but Dillon pushed himself off of Troy and crashed hard on the ground. The spider-creature landed on the monster as it started to move away from the boys.
The monster stumbled away screaming. He looked in horror at his arm as it actually combusted! The spider tried to leap away but the flames quickly spread and ignited it as well. It squealed but still jumped for Dillon again. The boy quickly shot out his foot and knocked it away. It shrieked and then slumped to the ground, being consumed by the fire.
The flames quickly spread to all other parts of Troy’s body as he ran wildly in any direction he could. The screams were horrific! He didn’t make it far before succumbing to his fate. The smell of burning flesh quickly filled the air.
Dillon went right to Jordan to see if he was okay. Derek stumbled to his feet and stared at the combusting mass just a few feet away.
“Are you okay bro?” Dillon asked.
Jordan nodded, unable to talk just yet.
Relief hit him as he slump back, thankful that his brother was alright. Then it struck him. “Wait … we need to see if Gwen’s okay!” Dillon said urgently, remembering that his sister was stowed away in a cupboard.
Dillon ran over as fast as he could and threw the cupboard doors open. Gwen shrieked. When she saw Dillon standing there she dropped the scalpel and launched herself at him. He wrapped her in a big hug that seemed to last forever.
“You’re okay,” he reassured her. “We all are.”
After what seemed a long while she finally let go. She wiped the tears from her eyes and followed her brother over to where Jordan and Derek were. She ran to Jordan and wrapped her arms around him.
“Come on everyone. We have to go,” said an insistent Tom Tom waving them over from the other side of the room. He and John were standing at the door on the opposite side of the room from where Dillon, Jordan, and Gwen came through earlier.
Derek, the kids, and two of John’s team members who managed to survive the onslaught rushed over and, as Dillon was exiting the room, his eyes glanced upon the smouldering mass of what remained of Troy’s monstrous body. After a brief moment he turned and walked away, sealing that image in his mind.
They walked through a corridor and came to another room which had the label “Medical Aid” written above it.
“We’ll look at everyone’s injuries here before we head back to the resort,” John explained as he opened the door.
The room was large and well furnished with all the supplies they needed. Everyone found a cot to sit down on as John and his crew started to assess everyone’s injuries. Thankfully, one of the men who had survived, Trevor, had medical training and started addressing the injuries.
“Good job Dillon.” Derek congratulated as he sat beside him waiting for Trevor to get set up with his supplies. “But are you okay?” he asked sympathetically.
Dillon looked at him for a long moment, not really understanding at first what Derek was asking. Then the realization of his question, and what he had just done, began to sink in as tears started to well up in his eyes.
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