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I'm John Bear Ross, but Bear is cool, too.
This is my page for my science fiction novels published through Aethon Books and rapid-prototyped sculpts I do to flesh out my ideas.
This is also a repository for things I find cool, exciting, and where I share releases from my friends.
Sunday Snippet, But On A Monday!
Sorry for no Sunday Snippet yesterday. I guess we can call this a Monday Morsel. ;)
Here it is, from Breakthrough: Junctionworld Book 2 (Pre-order link below)
The soldiers-for-hire huddled up in what was left of the target facility's cafeteria, surrounded by scattered chairs and overturned, blood-splattered tables. The tattered squad gathered in the center of the breached environmental dome, weapons pointed outboard as their commander consulted with the glowing map display on the outside of his claw. Something stirred, and their rifle muzzles zeroed in on a motion from the far end of the dome.
“Oh, void, Boss,” one of them cried, “it's another one!”
A shimmering black form, about the height of a standard human, emerged from one of the frozen piles of corpses. Trooper Snim opened fire with his laser carbine, and the pool of darkness staggered under the assault of heat and light. Its gelatinous mass rippled in gray waves as a solid scab of material formed across the laser strike. Joining the fight, another squad member's slug rifle projectile punctured the laser-frozen form, shattering it like black ice.
Their momentary relief turned to terror as the dark shape toppled, then reformed into two smaller shadows. The divided pair of lethal puddles sprinted towards them at a freakish pace. Snim panicked as he saw the ebon blobs try to flank them, and broke formation, tentacles scuttling, to seek cover behind a table.
“Snim! Get back here!” Roshka said.
The dark shapes flowed across the floor, skimming and bouncing as bullets and photons ricocheted around and through them. The antagonistic mass closest to Snim vaulted up, forming a spike-like penetrator as it hurtled towards his faceplate. Despite his efforts to avoid it, it speared into his visor, and the comm channel was filled with screaming and liquid, gurgling noises.