Welcome to Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. Snippets of ten sentences or less are yours for the reading!

Today’s snippet comes from Book Two of The Black Wing Chronicles ~ HERO’S END.

Last week, Bo met “Rex,” a third generation clone and black market collector rumored to have her father’s stasis pod. Whether or not her father is still in it remains to be seen. She’s playing him in a friendly game of Five-Point that is about to get…decidedly unfriendly.

***

Word was he had her father. If Barron biomatter feeding that nightmare on wheels, there would be no fourth-generation Rex clone. Bo wouldn’t leave enough genetic material unscorched for any more clones.

“Let’s make this game interesting.” The tinny tenor of his voice cut through the heavy silence with the precision of a medical laser.

Bo kept her expression carefully bland. “What did you have in mind?”

“I know why you sought me out, Barron,” he said. “You want your father’s stasis pod.”

“Do I?”

***

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24 thoughts on “Saturday Snippet: Nightmare On Wheels

  1. I love the dialogue played against their game of cards. Who’s bluffing and what cards do they hold? He ups the ante by bringing up her father and she’s not leaving enough of him left to clone, re-clone. Great snippet!

  2. Great snippet. Can’t wait to see the whole thing. Of course a villain would know what she came for…all the best villains are always two steps ahead of your hero(ine). 😉

  3. Her “Do I?” was, to be frank, bad-ass. I love that she’s playing it nonchalant when she was just thinking to herself, with the detached emotion of a killer, that she would leave nothing of his body if he was unfortunate enough to be the one holding her father’s stasis pod. Hell. Yes.

    1. Thanks, I spotted that missing “was” after it posted.

      The paragraph before this snippet, which I skipped, read as follows:

      He collected the morbid, the macabre, vestiges of power and badges of office. Unsuspecting sentients had a way of disappearing around Rex, only to have their biological material show up in one of those tubes, feeding his insane hunger for immortality. In his unnaturally long lifetime, he’d amassed power and wealth enough to defy the local authorities. He was wily enough not to run afoul of any authority with the resources to shut him down.

      I wanted to draw from ancient primal fears of cannibalism. I was inspired by ancient lore of vampires, werewolves and other evil monsters who need to consume the living in order to survive.

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