Shadow Warrior Retribution: Wade Ferris Chronicles, #2

By W.M. Clarke

Outlaw Gangs
Extraterrestrial Beings
Neither would take what didn't belong to them

Ferris and Carline had dealt the Invaders a major setback. Now they were forced to leave the beach area of Waikanae and move inland towards the center of town. They discover by accident that the outlaw gangs had claimed the town for their own and were collaborating with the invaders. 
After helping two women escape from their attackers, they lead them to a building they considered safe. Things however were not what they seemed, the building held its own secrets, as does one of the women they'd just rescued.
Close bonds form between the four of them that quickly developed with each of them knowing they might not survive for much longer. 
A mysterious hill known as 'Green Mountain' seemed to hold the key to something both the gangs and the invaders were after. With the aid of the women, they intended to find out what was there both groups wanted. 
They discover that the collaboration of the gangs with the invaders was just the tip of the iceberg. It ran a lot deeper than any of them could ever imagine. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: ZinaImage Media
• Release date: Jul 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9781684193295

Book preview

Prologue

He was just about to look around the corner of the building when there was a frightened scream of a woman and the sound of running feet. Heavier footsteps followed further back, but from the sound they were gaining fast. Ferris risked a glance around the corner in time to see a big man grab the woman from behind and throw her against one of the abandoned cars on the side of the road. The woman groaned with the impact against the car and went limp for a second, then struggled with the man.

Laughing at her feeble struggle, he ripped opened her jacket and shirt with one hand, while the other held her by the throat. Bitch, you and me are gonna have fun! He hissed at her and laughed. His free hand moved from her exposed breasts to between her legs, rubbing and groping, then up to her waist to undo her belt and jeans.

By the time Ferris had reached him, the woman's jeans were down to her knees and the big man was still laughing at her, while he pulled the zipper of his own pants down. The rapist was so intent on his prize he never saw or heard either Ferris or Carline come up behind him.

Hey, Ass Wipe! Ferris snarled at him in a deadly voice.

The man's head snapped towards him, his face registering annoyance and surprise at the intrusion. What da fuck!

Ferris swung his rifle butt in a short arc as hard as he could, slamming it into the rapist's throat. Caught by surprise the man let out a muted gurgle, releasing his grip on the woman and grabbed at his own throat with both hands and staggering backward, suffocating from the damage to his windpipe, then, collapsed against the wall of the building and lay still.

Ferris turned his attention to the woman, still leaning against the car gasping for breath, her jeans now resting on the ground around her ankles. Carmella, she gasped, pointing towards the far end of the building. They caught her there! Help her please!

Carline was already moving towards the corner. Ferris looked at her for a moment.

I'm okay. Help her!

Ferris realized he was staring at the lithe near naked woman, her voice brought him back from the trance-like state. He nodded to her and hurried off after Carline.

Although less than a minute had passed since they had saved the first woman, her friend hadn't been so lucky. When Ferris got to the end of the building, Carline had shot one of the two rapists in the head and was now dragging the second man off the woman by his dreadlocks and threw him onto the ground. The man tried to get up to fight but couldn't because of his pants bunched down at his ankles. Carline delivered a hard kick to the man's exposed groin making him scream in agony and curl into a ball, holding his damaged genitals.

Ferris knelt beside the woman to help her up, but in spite of her ordeal, she was still full of fight. Without a word, she brushed Ferris' hand aside and got to her feet on her own. Naked from the waist down, she walked over to where the rapist lay writhing and moaning on the concrete, pushing past Carline, she pushed the man onto his back and straddled his shoulders.

Look at me! Her voice was razor sharp as she spoke to her rapist. She slapped his unshaven face hard to get his attention. See this?

The man opened his watering eyes and stared straight at her exposed crotch. His hands came away from his own crotch and made a grab at her. Bitch, I'll get ya and let the dogs fuck ya after I'm finished.

Carline jammed the rifle barrel into the man's open mouth far enough so that the end of the silencer was pressing against the back of the man's throat. You're in no position to threaten anyone! Put your hands out to the side where I can see them, asshole! He pushed the rifle barrel a little harder into the man's mouth until he complied. Then put a booted foot onto the man's wrist so he couldn't move it, while Ferris, standing on the other side did the same to the other arm.

The woman pulled the rifle barrel out and lowered herself closer to the rapist, until her crotch was just inches above his face. This is the last pussy you'll ever see. She told him before moving further down his body to his swollen crotch to sit on his legs. A curved bladed knife appeared in one hand while the other gripped his swollen penis.

Numb from the savage kick he had received from Carline, the rapist didn't even realize what was happening until he raised his head off the ground to see what she was doing, by that time it was too late. His eyes grew wide and bulged in terror, he screamed and writhed trying to break free of the weights pinning his arms to the ground, seeing the bloody dripping mess of meat in her hand and realized what she had done. His legs thrashed as she got up off them and advanced towards his head.

Without saying a word to the screaming man, she pushed the dripping head of his severed penis into his mouth and down his throat, stopping only when his scrotum filled his mouth. With the heel of her bloody hand, she pushed his jaw closed and held it closed until his struggles lessened and then ceased.

Once it was over, her cold facade fell away, and she cried, the tears flowed as she sobbed into her bloody hands.

Carline helped her up, and held her, comforting her as best as he could, while Ferris, retrieved her jeans and shoes, handing them to Carline. Get her away from here, mate, and let her get dressed. I'll cover you.

For the first time, Ferris realized that he wasn't alone, there was someone else present. It was the woman he had rescued a few minutes earlier. She had stopped and talked to her girlfriend wrapped in Carline's arms, then came over to him.

Go with your friend, He advised her, I don't want you getting hurt if their friends come looking for these three.

I can help. As you already noticed, I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself.

The reference to him having seen her naked body was obvious to him, but he ignored it. Thanks for the offer to help, but unless you know how to get into one of these places, there's not much you can help with right now.

It's already done! Your friend is taking Cam there now. I came to get you.

Ferris looked at her in disbelief. How did you do that?

My daddy owned this place, She swept her arm towards the building beside them. It's my place now, I guess. She answered, then turned away from him.

He could feel she was hiding tears. I'm sorry, He apologized to her, without knowing why. He looked at her for a moment, You know, I don't even know your name. I'm Wade Ferris, but everyone calls me Ferris.

Very pleased to meet you, Ferris, I'm Janine Trasco, Ginny to my friends. Thank you for what you did for me back there. Her eyes were wet and red from crying, she wiped on errant tear away with the back of her hand.

You're welcome! Now let's get off the street and inside before something else happens. Even though he had just laid eyes on this woman ten minutes ago, Ferris was feeling the warmth of her presence seeping into his blood. It was something he didn't understand, and couldn't afford to let happen. If they lost, and the Invaders were in total control, no one would survive, that included this beautiful woman and her friend.

Ferris pushed the thoughts from his mind and brought himself back to reality as he followed behind Janine towards Main Street. He couldn't help watching her fluid movement as she moved ahead of him. She was like a big cat, sure of herself, and comfortable in her body.

The whine of an Alien craft brought him back to reality. It was a long way off still, but getting closer fast from the sound of it. He moved faster, catching up to the woman, taking hold of her hand and pulling her along with him. Move, Honey, we've got Aliens close by.

Where are they? I've been watching, but I see nothing moving. She asked, matching his pace, but making no attempt to pull her hand free of his.

Janine, you gotta watch with your ears and your eyes. Think of them both as an early warning systems. He nudged her towards the edge of the road and the double line of abandoned vehicles.

The whine of the alien craft was close now, the sound of it bouncing off the buildings, making it hard to determine which direction it was approaching from. He saw the lights of the craft light up the intersection as it approached from the far side. The alien crew were using spotlights to illuminate the sidewalks and the buildings as they passed. This was something new, they had never used spotlights before.

Not sure which way the vehicle would move once it entered the intersection, he dropped into a crouch against the side of a car, pulling the woman down with him.

Keep down and stay down below the level of the windows. If they turn up the road past the end of the building get in between the cars and stay there.

What about you? Concern showed in her voice now.

I'll be right beside you. For the first time, he noticed the pistol in her right hand. Where did you get that?

Off the gang member, you killed, it was in his belt.

Do you know how to use it?

Yes, daddy taught me how to do all sort of things, he trained me to take care of myself no matter where I was. Her voice got sad again, and he noticed the tears reappear.

Your father was a wise man, He reassured her, Listen now, please. Don't go firing that thing unless I tell you to. There is no suppressor on it and the noise will bring more of the invaders and gang members here to investigate. Do you understand?

She nodded and moved closer to him. He could feel her aura melding into his, even though they were not touching. It was intoxicating and provocative at the same time. His heart was racing just from her closeness. He could feel himself being drawn to her and couldn't pull away.

What happens if they see us? She whispered.

Just hope they don't see us. If they do, you get yourself down between the cars and stay there. If anything happens to me, you lay underneath one of them and don't move until you're sure they have gone.

Ferris raised himself a little so he could see where the patrol craft was. It had stopped in the middle of the intersection; its searchlights sweeping the roads in all directions. He ducked back down before the beam of light swept over the vehicle.

What's happening? She asked, in a low, calm voice.

Nada, they're just sitting in the middle of the intersection. They may be waiting for something or someone.

She looked hard at him. What makes you say that?

Earlier tonight we saw two gang members go off with the Aliens in one of their patrol craft, just like the one at the intersection. They seem to have some arrangement with them.

The sound of the Alien engine increased as the craft moved again. Ferris risked a look over the vehicle to see which way it would go. It was turning around and heading back down the road in the direction it had come. Almost as a parting gesture, one of its two searchlights swept the road and buildings around them, forcing him to crouch again.

Ferris stood up carefully and looked around once the craft was out of sight, watching the intersection for a few seconds for any sign of movement. Seeing nothing, he motioned Ginny to get up. Come on Honey, time we got inside, otherwise Carline and your girlfriend will wonder what we've been up to, He held out his hand to her.

Sitting with her back against the side of the car, knees drawn up to her chest, her mind was wandering. This man standing in front of me was a stranger fifteen minutes ago, yet already, he's seen me naked, saved me from being raped. He''s dangerous, more than any man I've ever known, yet I want to be close to him. I haven't felt like this in a long time. Pushing such thoughts aside, she chastised herself for feeling like a school girl. I'm forty-four years old, not eighteen. The sound of his voice pulled her back to reality, she realized she was holding his hand, but couldn't recall taking it.

Ginny! Come on, honey, we have to move!

Sorry. I was thinking about what that animal had in mind for me, she lied.

Are you all right?

She nodded and allowed him to help her up. I'm fine now. She felt disappointed when he let go of her hand. She vowed to herself there would be other times, she would make sure of that at every opportunity she got. There's nothing wrong with seeing what develops, she told herself. Who knows what might happen tomorrow, we could be killed, or everyone may be dead for that matter.

Stay close to the vehicles and keep your head down, Ferris warned her, I'll be right behind you.

I bet you will, watching my arse every step of the way. She wanted to tell him, but settled for a nod instead, then moved forward in a crouch towards the corner.

Ferris watched her go for a second then let out an audible sigh. Her head turned back towards him, give him a knowing smile. Oh shit! She heard me. Not much I can do about that now. He followed her towards the corner, when they got within ten feet of the corner, he stopped her.

Wait here, while I check out the street, he told her quietly as he moved passed her.

Okay. It's my turn now! She watched as he moved across to the side of the building, then down to the corner, watching the way he moved with practiced ease. For a man, he moved easily and with confidence.

Ferris watched Main Street to the north from the corner of the building. There was nothing moving he could see on either side of the road. He crouched down and signaled Ginny to move across to him, then turned his head to look back up the street. He felt a soft touch on his arm as she crouched down beside him.

Where do we go from here? He asked quietly, his attention still focused on watching the street.

She resisted the temptation to give him an inappropriate answer. There's a stairway, just past the first entrance.

Okay, keep your head down and move as fast as you can. I don't think we are alone out here. There's no movement I can see, but to be safe, stay close to the vehicles. I'll be right behind you. Are you ready?

I'm always ready. She gasped! She couldn't believe she had said that out loud.

Ferris smiled, We'll see. Now go!

Ginny moved past him in a crouch, intentionally steadying herself with a hand on his thigh as she passed by, and moved across the open pavement to the shelter of the vehicles.

Ferris waited and watched the street until she had moved away from him before he followed. He kept a few feet of open space between them in case there was someone watching them. If there was trouble, he'd be able to draw the fire away from her...

She stopped and waited for him to catch up to her when she was opposite the stairway entrance to the store.

Up there. She pointed to the landing at the top of the stairs.

Good! Let me get to the foot of the stairs. Then you come when I tell you to Honey. Go straight up and inside, I'll follow once you're through the door.

That's the fourth time he's called me that! She felt a warm flush run through her body as she watched him cross the open pavement to the edge of the stairs.

Ferris reached the darkness of the small alcove at the base of the stairway and turned to watch the street. He still felt that there was someone close by, but still couldn't see any sign of movement. He signaled Ginny to come across while keeping his attention on the buildings and the street.

Somewhere ahead of him, he heard the now familiar whine of a patrol craft. It sounded as though it was coming from the general direction of the supermarket or close in that area. He concentrated his attention on the alleyway, he and Carline had used earlier. A brief flash of light lit up the side of the building where the alleyway was, then only darkness again. Ginny brushed past him as he moved away from the side wall to cover her climbing the wooden steps. He waited until she reached the top before following her up. Get inside! He whispered to her.

It takes a few seconds to unlock! The system is old and slow, but it's secure.

There was a quiet clunk of a lock sliding back. Ginny gave the door a gentle push, and it swung inward without a sound. She beckoned to Ferris to follow her inside. Come in so I can close the door. Ferris followed her into the blackness beyond the door. Ginny took hold of him by the arm as he entered and moved him deeper into the interior. Stay there and don't move until the door closes.

In dim light coming in from the open doorway, he could barely make out her form as she gave the door a push and then moved back to stand close beside him. The door swung closed on its own with a solid metallic clunk, leaving them standing in total darkness.

No lights? He asked almost in a whisper.

Wait a moment, you'll see, Ginny answered and moved closer to him until she was standing in front him.

On the wall high above them, a red light began to glow, slowly getting brighter until the interior was lit with soft red light. The red light was easy on the eyes and Ferris could see they were in a narrow room just eight feet wide and a little more than that in length. It was nothing more than a windowless steel box.

What is this place? He asked dumbfounded, this place was something he hadn't expected, and that made him uneasy.

Chapter 1

Stronghold

Ginny moved closer to him and lay a gentle finger on his lips. You ask too many questions, She told him, putting her arms around his neck and staring deep into his eyes. Her heart was thumping as she leaned into him and kissed him softly on the lips.

Surprised by her move, Ferris, couldn't refuse her. His free arm wrapped around her waist, enjoying the exposed skin under his palm. Kissing her back in response, drawing her harder against him.

Without realizing, he let his rifle slide to the floor and placed his other arm around her, both hands exploring the exposed skin of her back. It felt good to be able to hold a woman again, particularly this one. She was all a man like him could ever wish for.

Ginny could sense her blood boiling, she hadn't expected his response to affect her like this. Her skin tingled where he was touching her, and wanted more of it, to feel that tingle over her entire body. Her tongue probed his mouth for a few moments and again his response was immediate. A wave of pleasure swept through her. Her body trembled and she moaned into his mouth.

She pushed herself away from him, breaking the embrace. It was all too much for her. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't continue, least not here anyway. Her legs felt unsteady as a second wave of pleasure rolled through her. Oh God! That never happened before, ever! She felt hot and could still sense his hands on her skin. Her body tingled from head to toe longing for more.

Ferris watched her intently, still savoring the sweetness of her lips; butterflies made his stomach quiver, and his heart was pounding. He wanted her, needed her, when and if the right time came. It was as though a door had opened again in his life, and this beautiful woman was standing there waiting for him.

Are you alright, Honey? He asked in a soft, intimate tone.

She melted inside, just hearing the softness in his voice. Yes, I'm fine. She lied, desperately trying hard to control her tone from betraying what she was feeling. Oh, you dumb-arse, no I'm not all right! Every part of me is screaming for more, and not just a kiss! She wanted to tell him, but only could manage. Are you okay?

No, but I'll live for now. His voice still kept the softness of a few moments earlier.

Ginny drew in a sharp breath. That was not the answer she'd expected. There was no way she could tell him what that simple kiss had done to her.

Ferris bent down to pick up his rifle from where it lay on the floor. His groin ached as a result of the effect she had on him. Have you any idea what you have done to me?

He's suffering the same way, thank god! She giggled quietly to herself. There will be plenty of time to tell me later. Your friend will be wondering what happened to you, and I need to make sure Cam is all right as well, she had a rough time out there.

Ferris had to agree with her, Yes of course you do, she's your friend.

Thanks, I knew you'd understand. She took a step towards him and kissed him on the lips, then moved around behind him to the wall and punched numbers in on a recessed keypad. The door locks clicked, and the door swung in towards them.

Welcome to my home away from home, Ginny ushered Ferris through the open door ahead of her. The door closed with a clunk behind her once she entered. Make yourself at home. I'll be back in a moment. Ferris looked at her. Ladies room! she giggled and left him standing there.

Ferris stood in a short entryway, open at the far end with two openings to his right. Ginny had taken the first opening, so the bathroom was that way. He poked his head through the second doorway. That was a kitchen from the look of it. He thought he detected the aroma of coffee emanating from deeper in the room, that was always a good sign.

Moving into the dimly lit open area at the end of the hall, he found himself in a huge room sparsely furnished with two lounge chairs and matching twin couches. Carline was asleep at one end of one couch and Ginny's friend, Carmella, lay on the couch beside him with her head on his lap.

She now wore a long Green bath robe loosely tied at the waist. Carline's had his left arm laid over her and trapped under her arm. Her other hand was holding his hand down against her.

I think this is all going to work out well mate, especially if you two can get along together. He laid his rifle against the wall, then shrugged the pack off his back and placed it beside the rifle. It was a relief to be rid of its weight for a while. All he needed now was Ginny, coffee, and a smoke. Ginny wasn't here, she was busy doing whatever she was doing. He couldn't smoke until he asked, so that left the coffee and he wasn't even sure about that.

He looked back at Carline before leaving the room to investigate the kitchen. Carline was dead to the world and probably would be until morning. Carmella had changed position to make herself more comfortable but was still holding onto Carline's hand, now cupping it to her right breast over the robe. Whether that was intentional or otherwise, he couldn't help but smile at the sight of the two of them, then headed for the kitchen.

Stepping into the darkened kitchen, he searched the walls for the light switch, but couldn't find it. He decided that there was enough light in there to at least find the coffee pot. After he had gone a few steps further into the room, the lights came on automatically. The first thing he noticed was that everything in there was commercial sized and stainless steel. Which contrasted with the off-white walls and tan tiled floors.

The only thing he could see in there that wasn't stainless steel was the coffee pot and from the looks of it, the pot was almost full. Three white coffee mugs sat on the counter beside the pot. Ferris helped himself to one of them and filled it with coffee. Where was Ginny? She's been gone for a long time. He leaned back against the counter top and sipped the coffee. For the first time in a long while, he felt relaxed. There was no stress or worry on his mind. Just for a little while the world outside didn't matter.

Without thinking, he pulled his pipe from his jacket pocket and packed it with tobacco. He was just about to light it, when he realized what he was doing, and put the pipe back into his pocket. Ginny, where are you? I need a smoke. He felt the warmth flow through him, just thinking about her. Hell, he'd only known her for a little over an hour and already she was occupying his mind and body. Was it infatuation, or was it something else?

Ginny reached the bathroom and closed the door. She let out a sigh of relief and leaned back against the closed door. Her legs felt like jelly, so much so she could hardly stand, her heart was still pounding, and every nerve in her body was tingling; all because of him. What had he done to her? Not even Tony, her late husband had made her feel like this, even though she'd considered him a great lover. He never ever made her feel the way she felt now, not with just one simple kiss! Not with any amount of kisses.

She forced herself off the door and walked to the shower. While the water was getting hot, she stripped off her jacket and ruined shirt, throwing them both into the corner of the room. Undoing her belt, she let her jeans slide down her legs, just like they had done when Ferris had first seen her. I hope you can see me. She caught herself saying out loud. Oh shit, I'm a mess. I hope you're suffering the same as I am.

Stepping out of her jeans, she kicked them aside and got into the shower. The water felt good as it rolled off her head and down her body. This was exactly what she needed to ease the built-up sexual tension she was feeling. She tried hard to concentrate on washing herself, her hair was the easy part, but for the rest of her body, it was a real fight for control.

she had to finally give up and let her imagination run free, the feelings was too much for her to suppress any longer. Dropping the washcloth, she leaned against the wall, brushing her hands over her breasts. Her nipples were already hard and sensitive as she brushed over them with her palm, imagining it was his hand. Waves of pleasure ran through her, ending between her legs.

In spite of the water from the shower still playing on her body, she could feel her own wetness seeping out. Her hand slid from her breast down across her flat toned stomach until her palm rested on her pubic mound. Moaning quietly, she could feel her legs trembling as she stroked inside her silky folds. She had done this a thousand times before and was expecting gentle waves of pleasure, at first, increasing in intensity. What she got was an orgasm so strong that her world exploded. Colored lights danced before her eyes, her body shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure swept through her. When the feeling subsided, she was on the shower floor, sitting with her legs apart, and had no idea how she got there.

She tried to get herself off the floor, but her legs felt weak and trembled as she tried to stand up, but finally got them to support her weight by leaning with her arms against the wall, the water from the shower playing on her shoulders and back. It took a few minutes before she could stand unaided to finish washing herself.

Once out of the shower, she dried herself and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror on the wall. She still looked good, her body was trim and well-toned; all the years of exercising had paid off, and it showed. The only part of her she worried about was her breasts. She was self-conscious about their size, they were not small, but not large either. Would they be enough for him? Would he like them? She would soon find out! Turning to the vanity counter beside the mirror, she searched through her lotions for one she liked, Gardenia, and rubbed the floral lotion onto her long legs and body. If she wanted to get close to him tonight, she'd better smell good.

I need a ciggie! she groaned aloud, walking over to where her discarded jacket lay with her torn shirt. Fishing through the jacket pockets, she found her lighter, but not the cigarettes. Oh for shits sake! That was a new pack. I hope Ferris has one to spare.. She dropped her jacket back in the corner and walked to the door, taking her robe from the hook on the wall, she left the bathroom