Dark Creations: Dark Ending (Part 6) Read Online Free PDF

matted, that blood, dirt and saliva had caked in the knots and tangles.  Her clothes had been torn and filth clung to her.  Terzini did not seem to miss any of it.  His features puckered unattractively and he crinkled his nose as though he smelled something foul.  Slowly, he peeled his eyes from her and settled his gaze on the Hunter.
    “So, you led your pack, your brothers, to their death,” he began with a tone laden with acid.  “And you did it without orders, no less!  Bravo, dog!  With one stupid decision, you managed to destroy my hard work,” he continued to fume while jabbing his index finger in the direction of the beast.  “What you failed to consider, what your tiny little mind did not understand, was that you were not designed to think.  You were designed to follow orders!  See what happens when you don’t follow orders?”
    Melissa watched as the Hunter, a hulking and powerful creature, lowered his head as if shamed.  After several seconds of hanging his head, he raised it and nodded toward her.  As absurd as it seemed, she could not help but think how pathetic the beast was, how despite quadrupling Terzini’s size, he still acted like a cat that had brought a mouse to its master seeking approval.  Little did the beast know, Terzini did not dole out his approval.
    “Oh, you think one little girl makes up for the destruction of my team of Hunters, rushing my plan to end humankind and threatening my entire objective?  Is that what you think, dog?” Terzini asked with bone-chilling calm.
    Melissa watched from the corner of her eye as the Hunter dropped his head again and whimpered softly.  She was about to turn her entire head to face him when Terzini withdrew an oversized pistol from an inside pocket of his sport coat.  Before she had time to react, the muzzle of the gun was at the Hunter’s temple.  A loud sound thundered through the house accompanied by a flash. 
    Brain matter and gore splattered in every direction.  She felt it dot her face and the bare skin of her arms. 
    “I do not tolerate disobedience,” Terzini said coolly.  “Ever.”
    Screams clawed at her throat, begging for escape, but froze where they were.  Melissa gasped and covered her mouth with her hand to stifle her panicked panting.  Her body shook so forcefully, she saw clumps of her disheveled hair on either side of her face quivering as well.  She looked down at her trembling hands, covered in the carnage of her captor and felt the world tilt on its axis, the phantasmagoric sequence of events too much for her mind to process.  Her stomach contracted violently and she doubled over clutching her belly.  The sudden urge to retch overwhelmed her.  She fell to all fours, gagging and heaving, yet nothing came up, just sobs that choked the air from her lungs.
    When hands gripped her face firmly and yanked it forward, Melissa did not have time to respond.  Terzini squeezed her cheeks tightly and stooped so that his face was just inches from hers. 
    “You are going to get something for me, do you understand?” he hissed.  “And you will not disobey me as Zogg did.”
    “I-I-I don’t know anything,” she barely managed in a voice that quivered with emotion. 
    “Oh, dear, sweet girl, I beg to differ,” he said and his grasp tightened.  His eyes were lifeless rounds of onyx.  “You know where Gabriel is, and you will lure him here to me so that he can watch you die before I kill him.  Only his will be a long, slow death, a tribute to the late Dr. Franklin Terzini.  I owe him that much, don’t you think?”
    Terzini’s words immobilized the blood in Melissa’s veins.  She wanted to say something, anything, to lash out, but the words, along with her body, had been arrested, seized by fear and shock.  All she could think of was Gabriel.  Terzini would kill Gabriel once he had him.  Melissa could not allow for that to happen.  She would not allow for that to happen. 
    The grip on her face