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before I darted deeper into the alley. I didn’t dare look back until I was safe behind the rusted hulk of an old car.
    “Yeah, and maybe my cute little dog will just bite that nasty thing off for you!” I jeered.
    Cussing and limping on his injured leg, the biker lunged around the side of the car, reaching for me again, but I swung my stick, managing to smack him across the shoulder this time before ducking behind some more trash. Dusty sank her teeth into his hand before running after me.
    “ Son-of-a-bitch! You are soo going to pay for this!” Totally enraged, he leapt over the top of the rusted-out freezer that lay between us and grabbed my arm.
    Frightened, I released the full charge of electrical energy that I’d been gathering.
    The biker screamed and convulsed as sparks jumped from his hair, hands and even the bottoms of his boots. His whole body was alive with sparks of light before I was able to shake him off me.
     
    “Damn, girl, you didn’t have to fry the poor bastard to take him out.” Jake laughed as he carefully took my arm. He tried to lead me away, but I twisted in his grip and kicked the twitching body in the rib-cage again.
    “Yeah, poor bastard my ass! He really scared me, you know.” Still shaking in reaction, I bent down to stroke the dog clinging to my side. I hadn’t meant to expel so much energy, I might need it again before the night was over. With a final shiver of reaction, I allowed Jake to lead me away and into the cover of another abandoned auto.
    The harsh hoots of the bikers calling for their missing companions sent us ducking deeper into the shadows. The voices grew closer, and footsteps echoed from the end of our alleyway but stopped short of exploration, and when there was still no answer, the pack moved off without their missing comrades.
    Long moments later the night air was shattered by the sound of revving engines and hiss of compressed air-jets.
    Jake and I stayed where we were, listening until we could no longer hear the rumble of the chopper engines before daring to come out of hiding. I waited at the end of the alley when Jake returned to the place the biker had fallen and kicked the blistered and blackened body a couple of times to be sure he wasn’t moving.
    “He is most definitely d-e-a-d,” Jake declared.
    “Yeah, I know. What happened to your little friend?” I queried. I knew from past experience that those who mistook Jake’s small wiry form as an easy target usually paid a heavy price for their mistake. I’d discovered my friend’s extra-ordinary strength and ability to teleport items of incredible weight shortly after we’d first met.
    “Oh, I guess you could say he had a little accident,” he laughed. “Like a few concrete blocks landed on his head.”
    I wanted to laugh, but all I could manage was a quiver as a flash of cold fear ran up my spine at the thought of our close call. “Come on, Jake, I really wanna get out of here before anything else happens.” I tugged on his arm, Jake’s telekinetic abilities were formidable, but I didn’t want to test them against a whole pack of bikers—or that reaper, if I could help it.
    When we reached the street we saw that the freaks were already beginning to emerge from the shadows to drag off the bodies of their dead. Jake and I stayed close to the walls of the buildings and as far away as we could as we ducked into the underground parking lot that would give us access to the sub-tunnel we needed to travel to reach the safety of our own home.
     

Chapter Three
     
     
    With fear dogging our steps and hurrying us along, it didn’t take Jake and me long to reach our destination. At the mouth of the tunnel, I stopped and waited in the shadows while he leaned around the corner to peer into the empty street ahead.
    “It’s clear,” Jake hissed before dodging into the open.
    I could feel cold shivers running up my spine from eyes that weren’t there as we crept from shadow to shadow, always watching