Author: Adam

The Devil’s Fool, Part Nine

Continued from Part Eight That night, at a private airport outside Philadelphia, the Sword stood in his uniform, Dark Mystic beside him. Mystic grinned. “Only three left to go.” The Sword frowned. “Four: Revelator, the Empress, the Defender, and Captain Revolution.” Mystic laughed. “Oh, come on. It’s hardly necessary to hold up the flight for…

Crossroads, Part Eight

Continued from Part Seven Snyder sat with several recruits in a chamber full of tear gas. Snyder’s gas mask protected him from any ill effects, but that wouldn’t last. He’d read up on this. When he left the chamber, he’d have to take off the mask and then Cutler would ask a question. If Snyder…

The Devil’s Fool, Part Eight

Continued from Part Seven Two weeks later, Jesse Miller’s terry cloth bathrobe hung loose as he stood on his recently stained deck, staring at the stone wall surrounding his massive property in the suburbs of Philadelphia. He pulled a 9mm revolver from his pocket. Not as effective as the Sword’s blade, but far less suspicious. Jesse…

Crossroads, Part Seven

Continued from Part Six Snyder ducked behind ferns and a vine as a bayonet blade came flying towards his head. He stabbed his attacker in the back. The attacker fell to the ground and Snyder delivered a final blow to the shoulder blade of the holographic opponent. The opponent disappeared and so did the jungle,…

The Devil’s Fool, Part Seven

Continued from Part Six After calling Major Karmokov, he changed his van’s tires, put his shirt and coat back on, and drove to his headquarters, an old garage on the outskirts of town. Upon entering the garage, the Defender sighed. Did the Sword have to see the garage this way? The smell of grease was…