Category: The Master Race

Based upon a short story from the “Hawk & Fisher” book series by Simon Green.

The Master Race, Chapter 15

Apocalypse Now, Redux” aka “Doctor Who?

“Don’t ever write a check with your mouth that you can’t cash with your ass.”

—Wise Man (from Sucker Punch)—

“So, who is she?”

“Samantha Gayle Phillips, faerie, retired thirty-something librarian. And …”

“Yes?”

“There’s a lock on her file …,” pause: “a 011.”

“Why in the fuck would military intelligence have a lock on a civilian’s file?”

“Whose military intelligence?”

“All of them … Everyone’s MI.”

“Which world?”

“Which universe?”

“Everyone’s MI on every world in every universe known, including ours.”

“I suppose that she’s connected?”

“Tight as a nun’s knickers.”

Sister Riker is the only one who cracks a smile.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 14

Onward, Duplicitous Bastards

“If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.”

—Alexander Hamilton in 1978 (from Sucker Punch)—

 

Sam sits smugly in the magistrate’s office glaring at him with ravenous eyes. To his credit, he doesn’t budge an inch.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 13

Pale Rider

“History is the version of past events that people have decided to agree upon.”

—Napoleon—

 

Jack comes to himself lying upon a thick slab of cultured Italian marble. It is the Cadillac of beds for demons in all of Creation.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 12

Your Villain is Our Hero

… Sic semper tyrannis – “Thus always to tyrants”…

Hearing … It’s the last of the senses to go, and it’s always the first to come back. He’s prone, lying on his back, unable to move.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 11

How to make a Barbie doll

“Foolish girl, I take what I do not get willingly given to me.”

The Nosferatu wears the girl like a suit of clothes.

The sword drops from Fisher’s hand. It clatters as it hits the floor.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 10

The End Draws Near

 

His hands gesture, arcanely. Wards and warrants invoke. The room is now “sealed”.

Only the most powerful conjurer can do what he is about to do. Only a conjurer of the First Order.

But. Unfortunately for him there is no knowledge on this world of that which would render a Nosferatu, or any supernatural being for that matter, unable to resurrect and thus venerable to destruction.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 9

Upstairs, Downstairs

No more delusions, illusions, etc. The façade is stripped away, leaving only the naked truth that is cold-blooded murder. This is the purest form of murder: Murder for the sake of murder. No ulterior motives, whatsoever. As such, it dispenses with the façade of being “she”.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 8

Into the Abyss

This is not the house that Fisher and Hawk breached, vanquishing The Master. This house is so much worse, and that refers to more than just its worse squalor and decay. It has a presence, as if it’s alive.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 7

The Damned

It’s full, a full moon. In a distance, the baying of a Lycan can be heard. The partygoers seem not to notice, or maybe they notice but they just don’t care. But, the drunk conjurer does.

Unseen, there is another participant in this outing.… Read Full Article

The Master Race, Chapter 6

A Hero Falls

An unnatural silence precedes the resurrection. The shadows cometh, and then they go, as if they are disembodied mourners at a wake shuffling past the cremated remains of a loved one.

Movement—the dust that was her, stirs. Then, it takes shape.… Read Full Article