Warfang [(Book One)]

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"We failed sir. The Ethogoyle was destroyed."

"DESTROYED?! HOW?!" The man in the lab coat shouted in rage.

"We don't know sir. We fear the boy may have access to a holy weapon sir. "The assistant said hesitantly, afraid of his boss's reaction.

"I see." He said calmly, and the assistant relaxed a bit. "Send in Mr. Peterson. Right away."

"Yes sir. Of course sir." The man left and came back in with another man, his outfit identical to that of the assistant. Suddenly the lab-coated man pulled a radio from his coat saying a few words. In a split second, an Ethogoyle busted into the room grabbing the old assistant by the arms. "Take him away."

All that remained was a trail of blood, and screaming fading down the hall.
Peterson sat in the room, shaking in terror.
"Now, Mr Peterson, let's have a chat." His evil grin shining through the dim room.
Alan Peterson took a deep breath.
This isn't over.