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Chapter 22

Who is it?

Introducing...

"YOU!" Kyle spat, he and his wife glaring at the older man in tattered clothes sitting on the chair. The man jolted awake and looked up in surprise.

"Mr. and Mrs. Andrews!" The older man said as he got to his feet, "I... I thought you two were..."

"We thought the same about you, you monster!" Sarah spat.

"Uh, who's this...?" Alex asked as she and Jane blushed, covering themselves up again.

"Right." Kyle said, aiming his rifle at the man. "Alex, Jane. Allow me to introduce Mr. Jackson Monroe; the idiot monster behind this hell on Earth."

"Excuse me," Jackson said in annoyance, "but I'm not the one who cooked up these crimes against nature, now am I?"

"No, but you did hire us to create those things!" Sarah spat, lifting her shotgun at the man.

"Wait, 'Monroe'?" Jane asked, recognizing the name. "Yeah. Yeah! That's the name of the creep who paid me to smuggle those **** on the plane! The leader of that **** gang who I have to lay low from now after I flushed their... Well..."

"'Leader'?!" Jackson asked before laughing with a shake of his head. "Typical. I'm gone for three years, and that little accident I'm **** to call a son already took over my business. No doubt JJ already ruined everything I built from the ground up."

"What?!" Kyle hissed.

"Oh, don't be so surprised!" Jackson scoffed, "How do you think I got the money to pay you in the first place? Not from selling off my trophies..." His look hardened as he muttered, "Nor from my backstabbing father who left everything to my sister, Roxanne."

"We weren't even paid before this happened!" Sarah snapped, "Not that we would even want the money now!"

"Guys!"

The group looked up to see Caroline and Shakes enter the lounge, the former looking excited as she ran up to them.

"I made contact with a ship!" Caroline said, "It was a Navy Ship, too! They're on their way to rescue -"

"You WHAT?!" Jackson roared, grabbing Caroline by the hair and pulling her close. "Who did you contact?!"

"Ow! Who is this crazy guy?!"

"Let her go, you son of a bitch!" Alex snapped.

"WHO DID YOU CONTACT?!"

"The S.S. Boudicca! But I -"

"WHAT?!"

"Let go of the girl or I shoot!" Kyle snapped, aiming for Jackson's head.

"Drop the guns!" Jackson ordered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out what looked like a large fang before placing it near Caroline's neck. "Remember what this is, Mr. Andrews?"

"No... The Venom Queen's fang?!" Kyle asked, "Where did you get that?!"

"A what?!" Jane shrieked.

"A prototype creature before we decided on The Ripper." Sarah explained, lowering her shotgun. "Part king cobra, part Komodo dragon, part blue ringed octopus. It's fangs can pierce steel and it's venom is potent enough to not only kill in twenty seconds, but to still be effective from the fang alone!"

"And I still wish I hadn't had you destroy it in favor of The Ripper!" Jackson commented, "At least that thing was as dumb as a brick wall. But, if you two even think about pulling the trigger, I -"

Jackson screamed as a sharp pain shot up from his ankle, letting go of the fang as he looked down to see Shakes biting it in an attempt to save Caroline.

"Let go of me, you little freak!" Jackson snapped, kicking Shakes away as the little cub let out a surprised and frightened mewl.

"My baby!" Caroline shrieked before kicking Jackson in the groin, the older man bending over and wheezing in pain as the young woman escaped his grasp and scooped up both the fang and cub.

"Looks like you've lost the advantage, Mr. Monroe!" Sarah quipped as she and Kyle lifted their guns up again once Caroline and Shakes made their way over to Alex and Jane.

"Oh, did I?" Jackson challenged as he stood up again, smirking smugly.

What does Jackson have up his sleeve?

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