Demon Gate: Beyond the 9th Circle: The Rapture Was Just The Beginning. by Joel Heath Read Free Book Online Page B

driver’s
seat. Gretchen was already seated in the
passenger seat.
“So, what are we going to do now?”
Gretchen asked.
“I think the best thing for us is to continue
on to Prescott, we’ll-”
Spencer stopped when he heard a sound
coming from the direction of the abandoned
truck, a sort of scraping and hissing sound. “Did
you hear that?” Spencer asked turning toward the
source of the noise. “I didn’t hear anything.”
Spencer reported, gazing into the driver’s side
mirror.
“Spencer!” Gretchen shrieked, drawing
Spencer’s full attention.
Out the passenger window Spencer saw a
demon like the one he saw in Dunn latched onto
the exterior of his car, shrieking and hissing as it
raised its head. Spencer drew his Glock and
aimed. As the demon’s cold red eyes settled on
the weapon it leapt from the side of the car and
quickly disappeared.
“Where do you think it’s going?”
Gretchen asked, still shaken about seeking the
demon outside her window. At that moment the
driver’s side window shattered throwing glass all
over the interior of the car. Spencer instinctively
raised his Glock to the window; his eyes fell on
the demon. Spencer noticed several injuries that
could only have been caused by a gun; was this
the same demon they faced off against in Dunn?
Spencer realized that if this very demon had been
tracking them, he needed to eliminate it or it
could communicate with others. He fired four
shots, and the demon dislodged itself from
Spencer’s car, and returned to the sky.
“I think we should get out of here.”
Spencer suggested.
As Spencer started the engine Gretchen
lean into the back seat for a weapon. Her choices
were the M-16 or the P-90, she chose the M-16.
Spencer slammed his foot onto the gas pedal and
sped out of hiding. Reaching the open road
Gretchen rolled her window down.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Spencer asked.
“That thing is going to dog us everywhere
we go.” Gretchen shot back.
“You realize that you probably won’t kill
it?”
“They can be killed. I’m going to shoot
and hope I get a lucky hit,” Gretchen retorted as
she leaned out the window and set the demon in
her sights.
“Be careful, you fall out and I’m on my
own.” Spencer yelled.
“Don’t remind me.” Gretchen racked the
weapon. The demon was following a hundred
feet behind, gliding thirty meters above the
ground. Gretchen fired several rounds at their
demonic pursuer, but most missed; the demon
didn’t even have to evade. The GTO was
swerving everywhere.
“Hold it steady.” Gretchen shouted.
Spencer managed to keep his GTO going
in a relatively straight line long enough for
Gretchen to get three decent shots. One by one
the three rounds slammed into the demonic scout.
Spencer peeked into the rearview mirror, but was
unable to see their pursuer.
“Where is it? I can’t see it.” Spencer
shouted.
Gretchen squeezed off a couple more
rounds. “I can see it, and it’s getting a little too
close.”
“Hang on!” Spencer shouted as he passed
the off ramp for Sweetwater Texas, accelerating
faster and faster. Soon his GTO had passed a
hundred miles per hour and the demon was still
trailing behind the hybrid car. However it was
acting rather erratically, circling in the air and
shrieking.
“Is it doing what I think it’s doing?”
Spencer asked. Gretchen glanced around and
spotted what looked like a dust storm about a
mile to the east, and another one to the south.
They were moving together, converging like two
drops of water.
“Shit, I think it’s calling for back up.”
Gretchen shouted as she slid back into the
passenger seat and dropped the M-16 into the
back seat; it was little more than a band-aid on a
broken leg.
“What now?” Gretchen asked.
“We make a run for it?” Spencer asked.
Gretchen glanced out the rear window, then out
the driver’s side window; was it even possible or
would they be lucky to make it to the next town?
Gretchen watched the two converging
hordes of demons;