《sHe: THE RISE OF THE NEW BREED (BOOK 1)》Chapter 12

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THE RESPITE ENDED WHEN the automatic main entrance doors were finally opening wide — Doran spotted the salient battalion stepping out of the buses — and they were all armed to their teeth for a frontal assault...

He recognized the anathematized Elite Commander Petersburg moving among the troop...

That loathed woman was one of those responsible for the killing of the nuns and the monk-boys at the Convent five years ago. Doran's eyes flared with erstwhile rage — recalling the faces of the deceased nuns whom he witnessed being executed at the Cathedral altar — and particularly, the killing of Sister Lisa Marie by the other abhorrent one amongst them called Wolfe — the catalyst figure who had then 3 days ago, caused Doran to spur this insurgency, after her further threats to kill his monk-brothers if Doran refused to abide in her...

Wolfe too will die soon, when he faced her next.

Peter stood pell-mell beside the Preacher — both of them were attired with tattered blanket robes over their prison uniform — Doran handed Peter a pistol — and the monk accepted it...

Since his imprisonment, Peter was one of the Preacher's believers who veritably had faith in voices that spoke to Doran when he was in isolation...

Today, he deemed that he should defend the weak — and he too was willing to kill in God's name like how Doran proclaimed. If that was what the heavenly voices had commanded them to follow, he would definitely submit to it.

*

Some of the Intersexuals were hot-wiring the prison personnel's cars — nearby them, were the corpses of the four women guards who had earlier secured the sentry of the second entrance. Most of the Whites were caught by surprise with the presence of the group of Arabs running towards them — one of the rifled rednecks pointed his gun at the foreigners...

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"Where did these sand-muzzies come from? Do we take them as prisoners — or shoot them fuckers?"

"Hey, don't shoot, they are prisoners like us too!"

The leader of the Peckerwood, Russell Collins cried out after noticing at their orange uniform peel. Before they could find a moment to sort out the confusion, the electronic entrance doors began to reel open up — Russell Collins next cried out again to all...

"Incoming! Take cover!"

Most of the unarmed Whites and the Arabs scampered into the adjourn building where Michael and the surviving monks were tending to gunshot wounded Intersexuals. The monk-priest glimpsed out at the opening gate with a black bus parked outside — and Michael recognized the dark raiment uniform descending from the vehicle...

He recalled the horrific thoughts of the merciless e-SWAT cohorts from five years ago — it was that morning when they breached into the Convent and burned the holy Cathedral down after causing the death of many of his maternal-guardian nuns and his childhood brothers from the orphanage — that also included his dear friend, Matthew...

He whispered softly in revulsion, and mostly of fear...

"Oh Lord, not them again..."

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