Vanguard: The Complete Second Season: A Superhero Serial (Vanguard: The Collected Seasons Book 2)

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Author: Percival Constantine
Tags: Science-Fiction, adventure, Action, Sci-Fi, Superhero, Superheroes, superhero teams
erupting over his crimson suit.  
    “Stop!” Thorne pulled the trigger but the gun just clicked impotently.
    “Guess they took something out when you got your weapon back at the airport,” said Pyre. “Too bad for you.”
    Pyre stood from the chair, taking a few gradual steps towards his target. Thorne backed against the door and gripped the handle, but it wouldn’t open. Thorne looked back at Pyre, his eyes pleading.
    “Don’t do this!” he said. “You said it yourself, you hate them. Come with me. Identify them and I can protect you!”
    Pyre looked down, contemplating the offer. But then flames coiled around his arms, forming into spheres in the palms of his outstretched hands. Pyre looked up, his eyes like burning hot coals.
    “Sorry, but it’s not my call.”
    Pyre’s flames extended outward, generating a small explosion that took out the room.  
    ***
    The phone rang in the office of General Nathan Callus. He lifted the receiver from the cradle and brought it to his ear. “This is Callus.”
    “General, I’ve just heard the news of a small explosion at the Dupont Circle Hotel,” said Ramsey. “Unfortunately, there was one casualty—Colonel Leonard Thorne was in the room where the explosion took place.”
    Callus grinned. “Truly tragic, Mr. Secretary.”
    “Indeed,” said Ramsey. “But as crass as it may be, life goes on. And with the top pick for Director no longer among the living, he’s requested your presence.”
    “I serve at the pleasure of the President,” said Callus. “Thank you for telling me, Mr. Secretary. Please let the President know that I’ll be there at whatever time is convenient for him.”
    “I’ll pass along the message,” said Ramsey. “I’d like to thank you for your service, General.”
    “You’re welcome. Goodbye, Mr. Secretary.”
    Callus hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair, directing his attention to the monitor on his desk. It was split into a series of screens, showing security feeds from the cells where the specials he had apprehended were being contained. Callus tapped on the feed from Pyre’s cell, the special now back in his tank.
    “You’ve done good work, Mr. Black. But unfortunately for you, this is just the beginning.”
    Callus turned away from the monitor and shuffled through the documents on his desk until he came to a folder that contained specifications for advanced military hardware. On the cover of the folder were the words PROJECT: HELLHOUNDS.

CHAPTER 7

    Erin covered her mouth and shut her tear-drenched eyes, trying to stop the sounds of her sobbing. She felt a comforting arm wrap around her and looked to her side to see Anita standing beside her. The taller woman used her handkerchief to dab her eyes, but otherwise she maintained her composure.
    The casket at Arlington Cemetery was closed, pretty much a necessity given the state of the remains when they were discovered. The American flag was draped over the surface. Erin glanced around at the gathering of black-clothed mourners, recognizing not only her teammates but also the new President and the Secretary of Defense. Koji stood by her side staring at the ground, looking uncomfortable in his suit. Erin reached for his hand and he took it, but didn’t shift his gaze.
    Dom’s eyes were concealed by a pair of sunglasses and he stood with his hands clasped in front of him. Lee was next to him. Despite being a new arrival to the team and not knowing deceased very well, he still came to the funeral. Jim wore a military dress uniform and his face was a stoic as ever. McCabe kept his mouth covered with his hand, trying not to show any emotion.  
    Erin looked off into the distance. She could see a man standing there, wearing a trench coat and a hat. It was Zenith, but given his current state, he didn’t want to risk being spotted by anyone who would recognize the face of Terrence Gibson.  
    Soldiers removed the flag from the casket and folded it up. They brought it to an older
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