Knights of the Apocalypse (A Duck & Cover Adventure Post-Apocalyptic Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

while trying to swear. It came out a muddled mess and
did nothing to stop the blood flow. He screamed and fell to the ground in the
fetal position.
    Erica looked back
into the square. Jerry had laid out one of the men and was a half second from
breaking another’s arm.
    “What’s the plan?”
she asked.
    The snap of the limb
caused the others to back off for a moment. “I’m going to go with run for now.
If anything else pops into my head I’ll let you know.”
    The man with the
busted nose was back on the platform and running towards her. “Can’t kick me
now, bitch.” He swung at her with his right.
    Erica caught the hand
and pulled him toward her. She stepped aside, put her weight down on his
shoulder and drove him face first into the wooden platform. Then she kicked
him.
    Mr. Christopher’s
voice was still wet with blood, but his voice was clear enough when he yelled,
“Get the girl!”
    A scrawny man in a
muddy pink ski jacket and a shorter man in what could only be a blanket rushed
at her from the edge of the platform. She kicked the man on the ground once
more and dashed into the marketplace with them in tow. Three more of the men
chased after her. The others attacked Jerry.
    There was nowhere to
run. Every knight turned away as she approached. The vendors looked to the
knights as examples and kept their seats in the corners of their booths. The
crowd did its best to stay uninvolved, moving only to get out of the way. There
was no safe haven to reach. There was no escape. There was only distance and
she was losing that. She could feel the men gaining.
    She reached the table
of homemade weapons and reached for a stick with a spike on it.
    The vendor put his
hand on it before she could pull it back. “Coin first,” he said with a grin.
    Erica grunted in
frustration and ran on.  
    The men in pursuit
reached the table and grabbed several sticks with several spikes in them. The
vendor protested, but he simply did not have enough hands to stop them. The
knights ignored his pleas for help and the attackers raced on.  
    Erica looked for any
escape, but there was nothing. She spun to face the men and backed up until she
bumped into the Durango souvenir table.
    “Hello again, dear,”
the elderly lady said. “Did you come back for a fridge magnet?”  
    The crowd in front of
the table cleared away as the five attackers reached the booth. They spread out
in front of Erica and brandished their sticks with spikes on them.
    “Is everything all
right, dear?” the woman asked with a fridge magnet in her hand.
    The man closest to
her tried to make his voice as soft as possible. “We don’t have to make this
violent.”
    “There’s nowhere to
go,” another added.
    “Yeah. Just come with
us and we won’t hurt you,” another rasped.
    The fourth man smiled
without teeth and added, “Much.”
    The group laughed at
this.
    Erica dug into her
shirt and pulled out a silver whistle.
    One of the men
laughed. “Oh wow. I haven’t seen a rape whistle in years.”
    She placed the
whistle between her lips and blew. The whistle shrieked.  
    The men laughed and
closed in slowly.
    “Oh, honey,” the
woman behind the table said. “I don’t think that
worked.”
    Erica dropped the
whistle back into her shirt and turned to the woman. “Could I borrow a couple
of those coffee mugs?”
    The woman cast a
glance in each direction to make certain the knights weren’t looking and handed
over two mugs. One said I Weed Durango with a cannabis leaf standing in for the
weed ensuring the sentence made absolutely no sense. The other was a leftover
from when the nearby ski resort was known as Purgatory. A kitten with devil
horns and large eyes provided an overzealous Purrrrr to the name.
    “You can keep them,
dear.” The woman ducked beneath the table as the men rushed forward.
    The first strike
hummed through the air with a wobble as the homemade weapon came crashing down.
    Erica rolled to one
side. The stick buzzed by her ear