Condemned (Death Planet Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

away, and pushed it down into the pit. The bug hissed at her, and she turned the branch until it was leaning toward the man.
    “Please, Comrade Furry,” he said. “Just go away.”
    “I'm not going to eat you.”
    Though she was hungry. The newbie ignored the branch, turned away, and began to hum. She swung it toward him, but he dodged out of the way. If he was some kind of trap, it was the stupidest fucking trap she’d ever heard of. Maybe she should just smack the stupid shit on the head, and leave him there.
    Then again, she’d be quaking in her boots if she was in his position, too. Perhaps some gentle persuasion would work?
    “Grab the fucking branch, Comrade Fuckwit, or I'm going to eat your head and shit it down your neck.”
    He stared at her. She growled, and bared her teeth. He got the message, and grabbed the branch. She pushed it in until it touched the bottom of the pit, and the broken wood scraped against the dirt-covered metal. He stared at her as he clambered up, and finally grabbed the edge of the pit to pull himself out. As his knees reached solid ground, he rolled away, keeping the pit between them.
    He stood, and brushed the dirt, debris and mud from his jumpsuit. “Thanks. But I hope you won’t mind if I don’t want to stick around.”
    “Just get the fuck out of here before I kill you.”
    He opened his mouth to speak, then his head disappeared. Blood spurted from the torn, red remnants of his neck, and he continued standing for a few seconds before the legs gave way and his chest tipped forward. He went over the edge of the pit, and tumbled down. The branch cracked as he landed on it, and the bug scuttled away.
    A black mass crunched on bone, in the shadows beneath the trees. The bug waited a few seconds, then scuttled across the floor of the pit, into the expanding pool of blood around the man’s severed neck. It climbed on his back, and began to chew.
    Something squeaked behind Brunhilde. A furry creature about half a metre long stood on a rock, its long ears twitching, and eyes locked on the crunching black thing.
    The black creature turned and stared at Brunhilde with all three of its eyes, one on each side of its head, and the other in the forehead. It twisted gently from side to side as it studied her, and pushed itself up on its haunches until the eyes rose almost to her chest. It opened its mouth, and bared four rows of sharp teeth. It took a slow step toward her, and growled.
    Fuck this shit.
    She raised her arms, extended the claws from her fingers, and slammed her feet onto the ground. Then she stretched out as far as her arms would go, and roared.
    The creature lurched back, and hissed.
    “Fuck you, motherfucker,” she yelled, and ran toward it, swinging her arms as she jumped onto a nearby rock.
    It raised itself onto two legs as she swung her claws toward its face. Then it twisted around, and slammed down to the ground, facing away from her. As she swung again, it jumped away, and raced into the darkness between the trees as rapidly as its six legs could carry it.
    “If I ever see you again, you’re dead,” she yelled after it.
    The long-eared thing was still hunched on the rock, staring at her. It backed away slowly, and she crouched, retracting her claws and holding out her paw toward it. It took another step back, then stopped. It sniffed the air, then took a step forward, and sniffed her paw. It looked up.
    Its small, dark eyes stared into hers. She stroked its head. Its ears twitched at the touch. Kind of like Fluffy Bunny, the rabbit she befriended at the barracks in EdCamp. He used to hop around beneath the barracks building, and stare out at her whenever she passed by. Almost as though he thought she was a relative, not a person.
    That was nice to come home to, when the instructors had spent all day shouting at her, or the other kids had been making fun of her. At least someone loved her, and didn't think she was an abomination that should never have been born.
    It