Special Delivery: Answering The Call

By Martin Von Cannon

Not every EMT is created equal. Some have superpowers. Those that do fly, run, and grow to enormous sizes. Travel with each EMT as they answer calls of heroes in distress. They work in unusual situations and deal with odd people. And they do this all while dealing with super-powered villains and saving lives.
Though none of them have blaring sirens or glowing lights, they all make noise on the scene.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Martin Von Cannon
• Release date: Jun 12, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463689790

Martin Von Cannon

I was born a long time ago, but to be honest it doesn't feel that long. From an early age, I was a reader. I read everything, but mostly I focused on Fantasy Fiction. There were plenty of books on this topic, and I was rarely without a book. As I became older, I found other genres, or at least sub-genres. At this time I found myself in modern fantasy books and collecting a ton of comic books. This was that time frame that super heroes were starting to hit the big and little screens. Soon after this, I found a book called "Soon I Will Be Invincible". This was a comic book in novel format. I started to find other books soon. I put two and three together and came up with five. Modern fantasy was very super heroic, and the comic books I was reading fit in as well. Well, here I am. I have written a book and have it up here on Smashwords.

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Special Delivery

Special Delivery

Answering the Call

Martin Von Cannon

Martin Von Cannon

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Contents

Casey

The Race

Edie

Jason - The Corpse

The Drunk

Mistaken

Late

The Antique

The Night Shift

Natatorium

Thank You

Casey

Casey walked to her workstation and plopped into the seat. The smell of the air-conditioned atmosphere in the room was a vast change from the fresh beach air she spent the last weeks breathing.

She paused a few seconds as her hands fumbled with her password to login to the computer. After being gone, I’m lucky to remember how to get to work. She smiled at her own joke and scanned the fourteen days worth of email.

In the process of deleting several emails, Anders walked over. Welcome back, he said. I bet you could use a few days to recover from your vacation. He chuckled. I assume you’re going through a dumpster load of emails. Nothings changed, except the policy on upgrades.

Great, Casey sighed and rolled her eyes. What is it now, five a day? Wait, three a minute? Damn, it seems like all they care about is money.

They want at least two a year, Anders smiled. Someone dropped some major bucks on the company and now they have some money to play with.

Nice, Casey nodded. At least now I won’t feel so slimy when I up-sell to a wounded hero. Casey adjusted her face and changed her voice. You could upgrade to gold status for a mere $125 extra per month. Don’t answer now, I know you’re in pain. But think about it.

Yeah, Anders said with a snort. I never did like that. I would just say that we have a gold status and list it’s perks. It works, sometimes. Enough to keep Danforth and Charles off my back.

Casey raised her eyebrows, Thanks. That’s a good approach. Simple without being stupid.

Take it easy. Anders waved and his eyes slid to the large screen at Casey’s desk. Your monitors lighting up.

Looking at the secondary monitor, Casey saw the vitals for Kevlar, Shield, and Titanium. Great. Kevlar. First day back and I get the king of the ass-hats.

She continued with skimming her email, but threw an eye to the vitals of the heroes on duty.

Fifteen minutes went by and Kevlar’s stats disappeared with the message KEVLAR OFF DUTY. Thank. You, Casey said, her head turned to the ceiling.

Soon after, a new name took Kevlar’s place. DAFFODIL ON MISSION flashed and vitals for the newly promoted hero showed on the screen. I’ve only heard her name. What is there about her?

Casey tapped on Daffodil’s icon and a basic sheet appeared. The photo had the young woman with face paint in the motif of hippies. Her costume gave the appearance of tie-dye rags held together by hemp cords. Even her shoes looked like cloth basketball shoes with paint on them.

Hmm, Casey read the sheet. Enhanced speed and agility, along with strength. Not invulnerable. What is this? Enhancement and manipulation of plant life. Interesting. That explains the hippie theme.

Casey closed the sheet down and watched the monitors. After Daffodil came on, Shield left. After thirty minutes, Daffodil signed off as well. Titanium was the only one left, and he had been on for an hour now.

He must be doing a stakeout or something, Casey whispered. On for an hour and no change in vitals.

Paladin came online. Rampart came online as well. Both stayed online with Casey monitoring their vitals for well into an hour. Paladin’s vitals fluctuated, but never put Casey on alert. Rampart’s vitals only fluttered a few times. He must have been in a fight, but his opponent wasn’t much of a match.

Eventually, both Rampart and Paladin logged out of the system.

Wow, Casey exclaimed. Titanium’s been on for two hours without so much as a single spike. A stakeout is one thing, but I don’t think this is that. He’s not unconscious.

The ten minute lunch warning came over Casey’s monitors. These warnings were to allow the EMT to log out or at least schedule their lunches better. Casey acknowledged the warning with a click.

As she pulled her hand back from the screen, Titanium’s vitals spiked for two beats, then flat lined.

Shit!

Tapping the alarm, Casey called out, "EMT Casey LeClair.